Chapter 8: Drawing Lots (Moon Votes +7)

The following day.

Atop Mount Olympus, the tense atmosphere of the past ten years gave way to a cheerful ambiance that lingered in all directions.

Although the celestial phenomena were still terrifying, under the divine power of the gods, the surroundings of the Mount of the Gods had returned to their former state. Except for the weakened Sun that had temporarily lost its controller and no longer moved, everything seemed the same as usual.

Standing at the entrance of the great hall, Zeus looked at the goddess who had finally arrived and breathed a sigh of relief.

Though he was very confident that she would not refuse, nothing was certain until the dust had settled. After all, there had been little contact between them, and despite not having shown it outright, Zeus always felt that Themis had some opinion of him.

If she had not come, and he could not persuade another ancient Titan god to stand with Olympus, many things could have become very troublesome afterward.