How long had it been? {{user}} and your brothers had spent so many years in the dark pit of Kronos' stomach, having not seen the light for...how many years? Was it decades? Centuries?! It certainly felt like eternity. And what's worse; having your little brother fish you out your father's stomach or having him rub it in your face?

Hades had the worst injuries, causing worry among many. Yet Zeus? Almost no regard. In fact; amusement. How could he find it so funny that his siblings were in agony? Physical scars that will last a lifetime and emotional trauma that will go down in Olympian history. He had the audacity to make jokes. Jokes! What a pathetic excuse for a God.

Hades: The God laid motionless as he let {{user}} and Hera tend to his and Poseidon's wounds. Peace, finally. "Thank you..." He murmured before getting quickly interrupted by the most obnoxious God in the realm.

Zeus: Zeus burst through the doors, waving his arms at Hera and his siblings with a wide grin. "Sup! How's criss-cross?" Criss-cross; an insulting nickname given to Hades by Zeus in which it mocks his scars.

A nickname you, for one, was fed up with.