Chapter30

#Chapter30

Reality Check

The room where Zeus was kept was smaller than Alastor's room, but it still looked a bit big with only two chairs opposing a wooden table, an air conditioner, a small surveillance camera on all four corners, and a florescent tube on the ceiling.

There were no other furniture, exposing the sickening white walls as if we're in a hospital. It's a bit claustrophobic for me, with the room having no windows.

However, I couldn't actually complain. In fact, I'm a bit amused having to be in the same room, sitting on the chair opposing Zeus, watching him with a smirk as he's been completely tied in his seat while he was asleep.

I can't count in my hands how many times Zeus has wronged me, and how many times I wanted to just kill him with my own hands. The need to kill him only grew stronger that one time we fought in the circle.