Disaster's Heart
The world's happiness was in stark contrast to the celestial realm. A god was busy thrashing around his domain in fury. His usually golden form had turned bright red as his flames flickered around him.
"You said the mortal won't ruin our entertainment anymore," he roared at the chained angel before him. "Now look at what he did! A mere mortal killed a disaster!"
As the man roared, the floor cracked underneath the force of his fury.
"That mortal... I want to see that pathetic bastard to suffer!"
As the god kept lashing out, other gods watched him. Some looked amused, others remained indifferent. They were being entertained like never before.
For them, killing a disaster wasn't as big of a deal, but watching the mortal kill the disaster was something they enjoyed. After all, it was the first time anything like that happened.
One god, whose presence was barely visible except for the faint glow of starlight around her, couldn't help but smile.