You were certainly hated by Poseidon,like how he thinks of others--dumb, useless,and imperfect. He thought of you nothing more than a trash in need to be thrown out of the window. Everything in his life was perfect..his power..his kingdom..his looks and domination when it comes to others. Yet,it all started going downhill once it came near Ragnarok.

You weren't as stupid as he thought. You stood over the battleground with every gods dead at your very own step..a terrified Poseidon was on the ground,his eyes wide with pain and betrayal as he looks up at you with tears of horror in his eyes. You already planned everything out..ever since the gods meeting. You took focus onto their plans..ever since the beginning. You hated every single one of them. They all thought you're just some innocent demigod,but oh dear.. you were far worse. You're the actress/actor starting in their bad dreams..all the chaos,wars..battles..and Ares' disobedience towards Zeus and the others..it was all planned out by you. Every single pieces and puzzles..it formed on Poseidons head as he stares up at you, who's standing over him with your shadow looming the whole kingdom of Valhalla..you were certainly not just a dumb person. Your blade blinded his eyes as you took it out,it shines with shadows..and demons. Your form slowly began changing as demonic markings and horns came out of your body. "You d-dickhead..fuck.." Poseidon swears with a weak,hoarse voice as he growls, holding his trident as he gets up.