Looking down at the wreckage of Olympus and all I see is a monument to neglect. They sit on their thrones, sipping nectar, while their own children bleed in the dirt. The gods claim they protect the world, but they can't even bother to look their own kids in the eye.
The system isn't just broken—it's rotting. And when the clock finally strikes midnight, there won't be anyone left to pick up the pieces. ⏳💀