"..."
"...Uhhh..."
"Why the fuck would we do that?"
Abaddon rolled his eyes at the gods and their lack of understanding.
"In Sheol, there are two things that are almost universally loved by all. Sex and acts of bodily harm."
"Great group of believers you have here, Abaddon..." Discordia said in an unfriendly tone.
Abaddon's eyes became unkind and he disappeared from his throne.
He used one of his massive hands and lifted up the goddess of strife by her head like palming a basketball.
"Gah! L-Let me go, you brute! You think because you look fucking good you can do whatever you wan- Mmph!"
Abaddon finally covered the goddess' mouth, but that did not stop her from raining down punches and kicks upon his body.
"I'm aware that my people are not perfect, but they are still my people. You would do well not to belittle them."