Olympus...?

Vanishing into a black hazy mist the Third Legion rushes forward toward the gates of the city. With a flap of my wings, I follow after nearly reaching orbit, though I can guess where they are leading me.

Resting a few hundred or so miles away I can see the peak of a mountain or volcano. The mountain has a massive ring of clouds around the peak just as Olympus did at the pinnacle of its power.

As expected the black mist of the Third Legion heads directly toward the summit of the mountain. Within a few seconds, we are both standing at the base of the summit. Legion reforms into their human form and kneels once again. The red dirt of the mountain stained her clean dress pants.

The mountain seems barren but at the summit, I can see a barrier protecting something. The person who made it must be competent because I can't see through it with my limited magical abilities. Though I can easily tell that this magic is based on Roman usage, they were incredibly straightforward with their magic unlike most. I always did appreciate that about them.

"Ares and his new pantheon live here my King."

Without looking at her I wave her off, "Leave now."

Vanishing into the mist I feel the Third Legion is no longer in this realm. 'I need to be more specific with my orders,' I think to myself.

Flying into the barrier I cover my hand in hellfire and with a grasp tear open a section like paper. Once inside I see that Ares has created a one-to-one replica of the original Olympus before I burned it down. The marble buildings stand tall with a few people walking around tall and proud, Humans? No, false Gods.

Gesturing out a hand I summon a wave of hellfire to cover the barrier around us. The false gods turn to me with shock and confusion in their eyes. A small smile spreads on my face as I think of reliving my last burning of Olympus.

"SUBMIT OR PERISH!" My voice echoes through the planet causing the false gods to shudder.

One of the false gods moves at an impressive speed intending to punch my jaw but I lean back narrowly avoiding it with a grin. The god has thin golden and white robes with winged sandals and a wreath crown.

"A Hermes knockoff? Let me guess, he named you Mercury?"

The false god's eyes appear furious as the marble streets beneath him crack beneath him. Light flashes as he appears in front of me winding up a punch. I'm impressed by his speed as it's faster than my physical speed by a fair margin, I would need to feed on much more hell power to reach that physically… too bad for him I don't need my physical attributes.

Using Sloth I slow time around us to near nothing and teleport behind him. Slowly his eyes widen as I lean into his ear and speak.

"Stop." Pride is put to full use as the area around us seems to freeze from time itself.

The false gods in front of us have prepared their weapons and stand ready watching the frozen one with a bit of fear. Grabbing the Hermes lookalike by the back of the neck I use my other hand to grab the top of his head.

A red aura surrounds me as I twist his head pulling it from his body like twisting off a bottle cap. Golden blood spews over me as I separate his head from his body. Seeing his spine still connected to the head I sneer.

"Can't even die beautifully," I mutter tossing the head toward the five false gods in front of me.

"MERCURY!" A beautiful woman from among them yells as she tosses her shield and spear to the sides kneeling in front of the head.

"How touching, even false gods have emotions. Must be nice." With a snap of my fingers, hellfire consumes the frantic woman.

"AHH AHHHHHHHH," in a few seconds the screams vanish as the woman and the head are turned to ash then finally vanish from existence.

"Let me guess, Jupiter, Diana, Neptune, and Vulca?" I say pointing at each of them who look easily similar but not exactly like their real counterparts. "Ironic, he kills you then remakes you because he's 'lonely'. So will you submit?"

Jupiter steps forward with lightning crackling along his fists, "You lie, Mars said you killed us, he merely brought us back to spite you?"

I roll my eyes, "I did no such thing, I merely butchered your father into small cubes and then forced you to eat him. Would you like me to summon your brother so you can hear it directly from him?"

Without waiting for him to answer I raise a hand using infernal magic to create a gate to hell behind me. It is a small person-sized door made of hellfire but the heat it radiates feels different than regular hellfire.

Directly after creating it a tall thin pale man steps through. He is wearing dark purple robes with night black hair, glowing red eyes, and a face beautiful enough to rival Thanatos (being the only being near me). I am glad to see he has done well training using the power provided to him as the leader of the Hell Lords.

"Hades, talk sense into your fake brother here."

Hades lowers his head to me before looking at the fake Zeus, "Yes, Lord Morningstar." Pulling out his bident he points it at the false god's head. "What makes you think a counterfeit like you have any right to speak to my lord?"

I grin at how fast he is on the uptake, I should have made him the leader of the Hell Lords long ago. The fake Zeus seems baffled as he takes a step back, "Lord Mars said you were dead."

Darkness radiates off Hades as anger flashes across his face, "'Lord Mars?' Since when did the 'King of the Gods' serve a mere God of war, disgusting."

Jupiter seems infuriated by his words, "WHAT DO YOU KNOW OF PRIDE?! YOU BETRAYED US TO SERVE A DEMON!"

Hades is a bit amused by his words, "'A demon' truly a simple way to put it, no, I serve THE MORNINGSTAR."

Without turning his head Hades speaks formally, "I apologize lord Morningstar, but may I instead discipline these imposters?"

A small laugh escapes my lips, "Do as you please, they are your false siblings after all."

Looking towards the peak above I see Ares and a voluptuous woman looking down at us. My smile falls seeing the arrogant gaze of Ares.

"Your gaze sits too high." In a roll of fire, Mavit appears in my hand. With a gentle slash towards the peak, a wave of fire is unleashed, consuming the peak of the mountain a few miles wide before tearing the clouds out of the sky.

When the fire clears the two have vanished and the sky is dyed red with hellfire. Standing not far away the duo has appeared again, the woman is now clinging to Ares.

The woman glares at me, her beautiful face turning ugly, "That was ru-" her words halt and turn to a gurgle of golden blood as my sword pierces her chin up through her head with only the name on the hilt showing. מוות

I now stand over them nearly two heads taller than Ares in my full demon form holding my blade.

"Who gave the whore permission to speak?"