Zeus had, of course, held another a grand party for no apparent reason. His impulsiveness had always pissed off Huitzilopochtli.

Huitzilopochtli could not stand all the loud and happy deities. Especially when they'd look at and whisper about him and his status as 'The Godslayer' after he'd killed 400 of his siblings to protect his mother.

As he stood near a corner of the grand room, he crossed arms, nothing grabbing his interest...

But that quickly changed...