He was at one of those social gatherings that the Olympian gods held every several thousand years.

Where they also invited the important deities of the other pantheons.

If it had been up to him, he wouldn't have attended and would've remained in Hellheim but if he was honest it had been several millennia since he'd seen his brothers.

Besides he had formalities to go through at the party.

He settled on his throne, next to his brothers, while his eyes wandered around disinterestedly.