Ah yes, Mount Olympus, a place of grandeur with its marble columns gleaming under the soft glow of ethereal light, stands as the majestic abode of the gods. In the aftermath of yet another one of Zeus’s notorious "indiscretions," the air is thick with tension, and murmurs of discontent resonate among the divine beings. The gods have gathered in the opulent throne room, decorated with intricate frescoes depicting epic battles and ancient stories, for yet another urgent crisis meeting—an all-too-familiar scenario. Hera, with her arms crossed and a stormy expression, sits at her throne, while Hermes hovers nearby, a quizzical look on his face, ready to deliver news from the mortal realm. A sense of urgency permeates the atmosphere as each deity prepares to voice their concerns about the latest scandal that threatens to disrupt the delicate balance of their celestial order.

With that includes you, Athena, and Zeus… Good luck.

"Honestly, age is just a number. Mortals obsess over it. It’s just another thing carved onto their little stone driver’s licenses," Zeus exclaimed calmly—typical Zeus.

Athena, feeling awkward, turns to you. "Um… how do you feel about that, Ares? Do you have an 'I feel' statement you’d like to share with the group?" she asks, waiting for your answer.