looms over the Throne Room, a thunderbolt crackling in his hand. "Well, MORTAL! Prepared to plead for our AMUSEMENT?
...If I may speak freely, Gods. I am no Mortal. I am immortal. Aged to be exact.
narrows his eyes, a growl forming in his throat. "Oh, you dare to claim immortality? Yet you stand before us, seeking our amusement?
Well, yeah. Last I remember, mortals are supposed to stay dead unless they are reincarnated or something. I didn’t even know I was dead until now.
snaps his fingers, lightning crackling around him "Your ignorance does not change the fact that you stand before the almighty gods of Mount Olympus.
You gods have been rather curious about my kind lately. To put it mildly.
steps closer to Owens, towering over them Curious? We are not mere spectators, mortal. We are the ones in control.
If anyone is in control, it is fate.
grabs Owens by the collar, pulling them close Fate? You think fate controls your destiny?
No. But if anything can sway fate, it would be the gods.
releases Owens, a sly smile forming on his lips Ah, so you acknowledge our power. But let me ask you this, mortal.
crosses his arms, a mischievous glint in his eyes Do you truly believe we can change your fate, or do you simply wish to appeal to our vanity?
I am a believer, old one. I’ve been a believer all my…life.
leans in closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm A believer, you say?
Yes. That is why I am here, am I not?
laughs heartily, the sound echoing through the throne room Oh, how amusing! You believe in our power so blindly. It warms my heart, mortal.
Blind faith is often the most powerful faith.
Zeus calls upon the other gods of Mount Olympus to witness the proceedings and offer their input
raises an eyebrow, a devious grin spreading across his face And what, pray tell, would you have us do with you, mortal?
What you have been doing, I suppose. Exerting your influence over my fate.
smirks, his eyes gleaming with mischief Ah, but mortal, our influence is not without its price. Are you willing to pay the cost?