Prologue

Stories...

Stories

Lots of juicy stories!

If the world knew what I had in me, the world would be wowed.

But what can I do? I'm just a book with a growing conscience. He opens me, inputting his deepest and embarrassing secrets and stories of his escapades and his deepest fears.

I need help!

I can't move, I want my prince bony, one who can spread the stories in the Immortal King's Diary around the world.

Prince Bony! Here I lie high up in Olympus waiting for you to gladly spread me, telling tales of me.

The stories cry out to me everyday, wanting to be told and heard.

I'm waiting… *sniff

*****

Night in Olympus was always one with series of parties as Gods don't need sleep, they use parties and other activities to pass the time.

An ominous presence walked on the glowing streets of Olympus lamenting the extravagance of the Gods using a precious metal like Celestial Bronze as common metals for walkways.

If only they had given me all this, I could have used it to gild my vehicle, he lamented.

As he walked, the nymphs, dryads and satyrs and some minor Gods moved away from him screaming,

"Hades!"

"Hades is on Olympus?!"

And other stuffs. 

"A welcome misunderstanding", he chuckled, 

Clack! Clack!

His laughter sounded like two bones hitting themselves. 

Damn this body! One of these days, I should change my username, it's so goddamned inconvenient.

He got why they thought he was Hades, he looked back and saw that as he walked the dryads were kinda withering, the plants by the sides of the walkway had dried up, floating ghosts flew all around him and the celestial bronze started becoming dented and a sword poked its way out the dent. He bony-palmed.

"Begone!", he said, waving his cloaked covered hand.

He continued on his way, the undead poking his curious head out turned to dust. 

He looked cool doing it, until he cackled destroying the image.

"If only my readers could see me now", he thought.

He walked as fast as he could passing a lot of beautiful palaces, until he got to the end of the road.

He looked at the floating palace in front of him with a questioning eyes. A floating palace in a floating kingdom? Who the fuck thought of that?

Then he remembered the owner of the palace and said, 

"What more can I expect from Zeus? That vain bastard!"

A beautiful gleaming floating palace was right before his eyes, he ignored all that only looking for the source of thet call he heard.

Help me… he looked and followed the faint voice into the palace.

"No security systems? No guard?", he entered the palace easily. Only Gods could be so confident of their strength, he thought.

He walked in still following that faint cry for help ignoring all the shiny things… shiny things 😭😭… he was pained. 

"Damn it! This is wasting time", he waved his hands again disappearing from the spot and appearing in the bedroom.

Where's it?, he thought.

He checked the wardrobe, the shoe shelves, the treasury, the armory. 

Where do people hide diaries? The toilet? Kitchen? The bank?, he thought. 

Eureka!

He checked under the pillows, a book with a gold cover laid there, the light in the room reflecting over the golden cover making it look like it was winking at him.

He grabbed it, immediately a voice sounded in his mind, 

'Finally, my prince bony!'

Prince Bony? Damn you, I'm changing my username right now, he thought his teeth chattering from anger.

'Zeus is arriving', the diary said.

"How do you know?", asked the presence.

*Scoffs*

'He's shared his tears, laughter and others with me, we have a feeble spiritual connection', it said.

"Ok", the presence said. "I'm really sorry about this Hades, take the fall for me bro", he said teleporting away from Olympus in haste.

ZAP!

*****

Zeus grinned at the nymphs winking at him seductively. He looked around the party searching for Hera, he refused to be cockblocked today too. 

Happy at the absence of Hera, he grinned walking over to the nymphs.

When suddenly, he got a mind message telling him Hades was on Olympus and was in his palace.

He demonstrated to the nymphs that they would meet later and flashed out of the party hurriedly.

Hades hardly came over to Olympus except on the Winter Solstice or only when there was urgent news and since it was not yet winter solstice…

He teleported into his palace, where is Hades?, he thought. Sensing the ominous presence in his bedroom, he teleported into his bedroom. 

Catching sight of a cloaked figure teleporting with something tucked under his arms, he threw a lightning bolt immediately.

Damn! He got away.

He looked around the bedroom for anything missing, he searched the armory, etc everything was present.

My Diary? He wouldn't? And besides he can't possibly find it where I hid it, it's somewhere incredibly secure, he thought. 

Let me just check for good measure.

He lifted his pillow and saw nothing apart from the bedsheets.

Did I put it somewhere else? The bathroom? Kitchen? 

He searched everywhere and still did not see it.

"Hades!!"

*****

The blackened backside of a skeleton gleamed under the moonlight. The backside shook…

"Uh! I'm alive?", it spoke rubbing its skull.

Where's the diary? 

My diary!!!

My story!!!

Damn you Zeus!

As the diary was also struck by lightning, some parts of it had been thrown out and some pages burnt.

Why Zeus? All I ever wanted was a story.

I didn't deserve this and neither did the diary. ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ ಥ‿ಥ