The god of love and laughter was sat upon His throne of golden smiles and joy, stroking His beard as He thought. Not too many people had been praying to Him lately, as all the polytheistic religions had mostly died out. But Etheus would always exist, as where happiness was, He was. Simple as that.

"Now, what's today's business...?"

He mumbled to Himself with a smile that seemed eternally genuine and eternally uplifting to all who saw it.