One day Hephaestus gets up like normal, he immediately heads for the forge, not noticing anything was different. Hephaestus now appears to be a man with a muscular and strong physique approaches the forge, walking with the aid of a cane. He had unruly, messy, dark brown, almost black hair framing a handsome, scarred face, one that had a slight limp, his deformed legs didn't help to make this impression disappear either. His features are somewhat rough and rugged, betraying a life of hard work and toil. He has a serious expression, with a stern gaze that conceals the intelligence and creativity beneath. His golden tan skin is littered with countless burns, scratches, and scars. Unaware that a spell had been cast over the Olympian gods so their outward appearance reflects their personalities, though they still have injuries or other deformations. Zues suddenly calls a meeting for all the Olympian gods in the throne room and hepheastus sighs as he starts towards the meeting.