Tournament arc.

"This century we will be hosting the inter-pantheon's equivalent of your human's Olympics, the kəˈnekSH(ə)n." Hermes spoke as we rode his chariot up to Olympus. The pressure was real. I had no idea what was in Zeus' head that made him pin a demigod with a year's worth of experience against the most elite and powerful heroes from other pantheons ,it was insane.

"Who named that game?" I asked in amusement.

"I'd hold your tongue if I were you. Wouldn't want to anger the all-mighty one now would we."

"Wait the christian religion is taking part. How are we even supposed to win?"

"We aren't , it's a test of strength not a local friendly."

Despite having prepared myself Olympus still took my breath away. With golden palaces that stretched high up into the sky their end not visible to my godly eyes. Grand towers and flying vehicles were littered everywhere. An ever present lineup of rainbows as well as a waterfall of what looked like diamonds could be seen taking their spot in its equivalent of the sky and a waterfall respectively. The rest too detailed to the point this one image would take a trillion words to describe.

We landed on one of the palatial estate's balconies. As soon as I got off Hermes got ready to leave, he left some encouraging words though.

"Don't embarrass us out there." And with that he was gone in an instant disappearing from my senses.

"No pressure young Mike. For the eternal a hundred years is like a drop in the bucket." I turned around to witness the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. It was bright and beautiful in a way that could not be described in words as though beyond them beyond the concepts of humanities imagination. Something told me that as a mortal i was never supposed to see this. I felt nervous all of a sudden who was this dashing lady before me?

" Uhhh... hello ... my lady." What the hell. I didn't know there was a goddess more beautiful than Aphrodite.

"Mike , you don't remember me? How despicable of you. Its only been a year."

"Aphrodite?"

"Athena." The word was stressed. To be burned into my subconscious. The air grew cold, chilling and unforgiving. All the muscles in my body tensed sensing danger beyond what they could fight or fly to survive from. Opting for me to stay as still as possible. It lasted only a second making me wonder whether it happened or not.

"Come we have much to discuss."

'Okay was that real? Why was she so upset? Most god's wouldn't bat an eye at that that's how unimportant mortals are to them. That's why the gods had not interacted with a mortal since world war 2 and now since my encounter with Aphrodite. Even Chiron was shocked when he heard that I had held conversation with two of them. Unless..... No no no happy thoughts. I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit...'

"Mike do you know of the Olympics?"

"Yes I do. Why?"

"Well the kəˈnekSH(ə)n were made with the same idea in mind. To compete and see who was the best or in this case which pantheon was the best. The idea is simple. A champion was selected in the pantheon. They would compete in two randomized events designed to test their metal.They would then compete in a one on one tournament where they would fight to the death and be revived by Yahweh every time one inevitably lost."

"Cool."

"Cool indeed." Then she chuckled. Athena just chuckled! At that point I was convinced that this was some other god trolling me in disguise. There was just no way to verify it.

"Of course as our champion you gain access to Olympus' finest weapon. And if you win perhaps you could even keep it."

'This woman's talking of wining. I'd be lucky to get into the next round.'

"What's the weapon?"

"You may have heard of it before. The blade of Olympus."

"Again cool. But who's idea was this??" Asked genuinely incredulous. 

"I did."

"What... the hell! Why? If you disliked the date that much you could have just struck me down by lightning. Then again public humiliation seems more your style.

From what I could tell from the look on Athena's sinfully beautiful face she was genuinely confused.

"This is an honor Mike. Many heroes would do horrible horrible things for the gods for such a chance."

'Is this lady serious? Naahhhh she thought she was doing me a favor? Wait why would she do me a favor? Wait , stop thinking!I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit.I don't wanna be a new fruit...'

Mike stalked off in pretend anger his face crimson and his brain thoroughly scrambled. Clearly Athena had rizzed him up.

What Athena in her haste hadn't considered was that Zeus had only supported her idea because as stated earlier Athena was never before this influenced by anything but cold hard logic. Athena had just had a case of biased power scaling. Its like dragon ball fans being convinced that Goku could beat Gojo in a one vs one. I mean come on Gojo has it all he has infinity and.... is good looking... and Goku has a power level allowing him to destroy universes... never mind.

After exiting Athena's palace.(By jumping out the window. I got lost) I flew above Olympus to take in the view and relax. That idea was thrown out the window when minor gods and nature spirits started screaming my name as I passed by. The giant posters indicating that for the first time the event was taking place on Olympus itself. What definitely ruined the experience was my 4 foot 8 inch mug as the center of a poster with various re-known figures from mythology such as Magni,Son Woukong.

'F******************k!!'

After my melt down I decided to actually make an effort to at least know how badly I was going to lose. How you ask? Simple the betting center. There I found out how much Hermes was relying on me to win lest his business goes bankrupt. In Olympus there was many things. Incest? Common. Betrayal? Expected. Blind pride in their superiority and my capabilities? Nonnegotiable. I mean look at these odds.

Michael Jackson W/L 99/1

Son Woukong W/L 1/99

Angel Gabriel W/L 1/99

Magni Thorson W/L 1/99

Miyamoto Musashi W/L. 1/99

'I am screwed.'

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