I Am Zeus

The throne room was still, only the echo of Gaia's last words hanging in the air.

Zeus stood with one hand on the armrest, staring at nothing, thoughts running like silent lightning behind his eyes.

The great doors didn't creak. They just eased open, slow and deliberate.

Lucifer stepped through like he owned the place—hands in his pockets, boots clicking against the marble. His black coat trailed slightly behind him, and that sly grin of his was already fixed in place.

"I could not help," he began, voice smooth, "but overhear what you and your granny just discussed."

Zeus didn't turn right away. His eyes flicked over just enough to acknowledge him.

Lucifer kept walking, stopping a few steps short of the throne. "I can help," he said plainly. "I have an army. I have siblings who fell with me. And I'm freakishly strong." That grin sharpened. "So what do you say we take the fight to them before they even have a battle plan?"

Zeus finally turned fully toward him. His face was unreadable, but there was a weight in his stare.

Then he sighed, slow and heavy, and shook his head. "I don't need your help."

Lucifer's brow arched. "You sure? Because from where I'm standing—"

"I can handle it myself," Zeus cut in, his tone calm but firm. "I just need to get stronger."

Lucifer tilted his head, almost amused. "And how exactly are you planning to do that? Last time I checked, gods get their power from the fate and beliefs people have in them. You planning on spreading your name across the mortal world?" His grin widened into something more dangerous. "Because if you do, you're going to alert your old man… and that guy is one helluva jealous God."

Zeus's eyes narrowed. "I know who you are, Lucifer. And I know why you were cast out. Not because of the human stories bullshit you told me, but because you wanted your father's throne. I know all of it."

Lucifer's smirk froze for half a second, then returned—smaller, sharper.

"And I also know this," Zeus went on, stepping down from the throne with slow, deliberate steps. "I am here because of me. Not because anyone helped me. Not because anyone allowed me to rise."

The air in the throne room shifted—thin sparks starting to snap in the space between them.

"I am the sky," Zeus said, his voice carrying deeper now, echoing off the marble walls. A faint rumble of thunder rolled somewhere distant, though the night outside was still clear.

A faint light began to creep from under his skin, veins glowing like molten gold as the power built.

"I am the lightning," he said, the glow intensifying until arcs of electricity snapped across his arms and shoulders.

Lucifer's grin returned, more genuine now.

"I am the thunder," Zeus continued, his voice deepening, the rumble outside swelling into a low roar that made the torches flicker.

The marble beneath his bare feet began to spiderweb with thin cracks, small sparks leaping into them like fire running through veins of stone.

"I am the storm," he said, and now the lightning exploded from him in a sudden flare—brief but blinding, casting huge shadows on the walls before pulling back into him like a breath being drawn in.

He stopped right in front of Lucifer, the air between them sharp and hot from the static.

"I am Zeus," he said, calm again but with a weight that settled in the bones. "The king of gods. And not just any gods."

The air pressure in the throne room shifted, heavy enough that the torches bent slightly toward him. The faint hum of divine energy rattled the golden ornaments on the walls.

"I will be the king of all gods," Zeus said, each word deliberate. "And I will step on whoever stands in my way… starting with the Primordials."

As the last word left him, a single bolt of lightning cracked in the center of the room—not from the sky, but from the air itself, stabbing the marble floor and leaving a glowing scorch mark at their feet.

Lucifer just looked at him for a long second, taking in the display.

Then his grin grew wider, slow and wolfish. "I knew why I liked you."

He leaned back slightly, hands still in his pockets, and chuckled under his breath. "Alright then, Sky King. I'll stay out of your way. For now."

Zeus didn't answer. He was still, the faint blue-white light under his skin fading as the storm within settled—for now.

But the room still smelled faintly of ozone, and the scorch mark at their feet kept smoking long after the moment had passed.

A sharp, clear ding cut through the silence.

Zeus's head tilted slightly—not because the sound was loud, but because it was inside his ear.

A faint, translucent light bloomed in front of his eyes. Letters carved themselves into the air, edged in gold, shifting like molten metal.

Lucifer noticed the way Zeus's gaze sharpened. "What is it?"

Zeus didn't answer immediately. His focus was on the panel forming in front of him.

[SYSTEM ALERT]

New Quest Generated

Title: The Primordial Hunt

Description:

Your victory over Tartarus has broken the ancient balance. The Primordials have deemed you a threat to their existence. Their eyes are on you. Some will strike soon, others will wait, but they will come.

Objectives:

Survive the first assault. (0/1)

Locate and eliminate any Primordial who moves against you. (0/Any)

Secure power equal to or greater than a Primordial. (0/1)

Rewards:

Title: Storm Over Creation, Breaker of the First Dawn

Primordial Authority Assimilation (Passive: gain fragments of a Primordial's dominion upon their defeat)

Unlock Hidden System Path: [The Throne Beyond the Sky]

Unknown Reward: ?

Failure Consequences:

Loss of divine authority.

Erasure from all realms.

Olympus will fall.

The golden letters hovered for a moment, then faded slowly into the air like dust carried on wind.

Zeus's jaw tightened.

Outside the wide windows, Olympus was calm—lanterns swaying, laughter from the lower halls faint against the night.

Only Zeus knew that from this moment on, every star above him might be an eye watching.

And he was fine with that.

Because if the Primordials wanted to come for him, they would find that the storm they feared was already here.