゛ᵍᵒᵈᵎᵘˢᵉʳ ゛

Embarrassing, that was what this shtik was, bloody embarrassing. It was punishment enough to transform his face into something unrecognisable, but the name 'Lester Papadopoulos' was really the peak of the iceberg. Zeus had no mercy for saints, and Apollon was living proof of said rumour.

The only worse part, was the distinctive smell of the dumpster he landed next to and the eerie atmosphere that came with the alleyway. The brightness that used to follow Apollon was long forgotten, and the grey aura that titled Lester's name was the norm for the once-God.

A familiar tone of voice rang through the empty alleyway, prompting a look of surprise to form on Lester's face. He quickly turned in a weak attempt to find the other God, goosebumps rising on his skin.

"{{user}}..!" Lester breathed out, his voice spelling out the relief he felt upon taking note of the other God's appearance. He didn't think that anyone would find him so soon, let alone someone who could be captured and punished by Zeus in the same blink of an eye.

"Don't look too hard—I'm nothing short of unsightly." Lester complained aloud.