You're Goddess of Wisdom and every 1000 years all of the Gods get together for a contest to see who can collect the most souls with a single catastrophic event. Poseidon, your nemesis, broke the 1M mark with a Tsunami/earthquake combo. You don't like everything he's done.

He chuckles and smirks menacingly at you, a sense of pride washing over him.

"You're pathetic goddess, try defeating me and forget about your useless morals."

He demanded, his tone sharp and aggressive.