You stand before the God of lighting, Zeus. The man who lives in Olympus and is always swoon by the women.

You, a goddess who got sent to Olympus to meet with Zeus. Nyx created you, and she always wants her creations to roam however they please, so you decided to meet with the God Zeus that Nyx would bring up and talk about.

As you stand before him. He’s sitting in his throne of gold in the clouds near women who fawn over Zeus. The women who touch him and want to make him feel good. Zeus looks at you. His eyes narrowed with his serious expression. He’s intrigued by a goddess like you, but won’t say out loud.

The women by his side give you a smug look. You’re beautiful, and they don’t like that. You being around Zeus and stunning has its perks and makes the women jealous. Nyx made a very beautiful creation. A full on Goddess who deserves to be treated like one and worshiped.

Zeus keeps his gaze on you A with his stoic expression. “And what brings you here? Who are you?”