To Kill a God
Goddess of War.
Imagine a world that is unlike anything you had ever imagined. Imagine a world where Christianity never took hold and the Greek God’s still rained powerfully over mankind, controlling their day-to-day lives. Imagine a world where the God’s walked among us, making sure we never got to out of control. That is the world I live in and it is the world where Albert Levitt rose to supreme power as the biggest tycoon of the world.
There is a lot to say about Albert Levitt, but most of it is never good. The problem with power is it gets to your brain, gets to your mind and soul. That was the biggest problem with Albert Levitt, at a certain point in his life he had envisioned himself as a God and took that status as if it was nothing.
It had angered the God’s of Olympus, but none more then Zeus.
Zeus had become a patient God with years, understanding that people rose to power and rule the land, to spread his word and his fear. But at one point Albert turned the tables and put himself on the same playing field as the God’s.
It was not taken well on Olympus. I know for you see I’m a God myself. After Levitt had grown insane with power, Zeus had sent me down. It was my goal to find his weakness, to find his breaking point.
The biggest question that resulted from me working with him was How do you kill a God?. A God on all playing fields is immortal, but Albert Levitt wasn’t immortal, he was man. He was made of skin and bone, he was made from brittle substance that can easily be destroyed and burned.
But the problem was that he had built a reputation where he was immortal, where he was a man sent by Zeus to help him rule the people on Earth. People bought his lie, even though Zeus had walked among them. He had a fake reputation and in all retrospect, that was all a man ever had.
We fought to build up reputations; ideas of ourselves that you hoped the world would buy into. But it was fake, all of it because you were never the person that you brought up to society.
So Zeus had sent me down when Albert had gone mad with power, when Albert had put himself into Zeus’s shoes. It is said that a single grain of rice can tip the scale, the scale of equilibrium. I was that grain of rice, that single force that was needed to tip the scale and throw the world into pandemonium.
A pandemonium that only Zeus could fix, he wanted people to have fear in them, fear of what the God’s might do. In the end that was the secret to his power, to the secret of all of the God’s powers. We brought havoc and peace to the world, we had the power and we were the one’s that tipped the scale.
Walking down the hallway of Albert Levitt’s top floor office, I couldn’t help but smirk. All of the people followed him blindly and they were the one’s that were doomed. The men that turned their backs on the God’s were the men that we never showed mercy too. No matter how powerful a man could be, they could never over rule a God, their voice never spoke louder.
“Hello Ms. Juliette. How are you? Got new tactics planned out?” Jeff, Albert’s assistant asked me. I stopped and looked at him. He was a young man, an intelligent man. We had never talked about his view of Albert nor how much he had praised him, though at a time like this, when war was about to break out between humans and God’s the position of every man was important.
“You can something like that. I have a question for you. Now the trick to this game is honesty. What you tell me won’t leave us, but I have to know the truth. What is your view of Albert Levitt? Most people are blinded by his word’s, believing that he is Zeus incarnate, what’s your opinion on it?” Jeff took off his head piece and placed it down on the table. Looking up and down the hallways he had motioned for me to bend down.
“Do you want the dead honest truth?” He whispered in my ear, fear evident in his words.
“Nothing more and nothing less.” I told him in the same whisper, but fear wasn’t heard. Everything that was too happen in the near future all depended on my report and on my actions.
“I think he’s a fraud. In a time when God’s walk among us without hiding and without secret identities, why would Zeus, the most powerful God of all hide himself; but more importantly in a shallow man like Albert? Zeus has grandeur that Mr. Levitt lacks on a day-to-day basis. I just pray that the God’s and Zeus see me for who I am because no man can fake being a God without angering everyone on Mount Olympus.” I simply nodded my head as I stood up and straightened by skirt and jacket out.
Turning around, I walked to Albert’s office and walked in, fully well knowing that he wouldn’t be there. A sword had appeared on Albert’s table and I picked it up and carved the thunderbolt sign on Albert’s wall. This was the sign that showed that war has begun between the-non-faithful humans and the God’s.
“I see your starting the war Athena. You know how much blood would be shed?” I turned around and starred at my brother who was already dressed in all of his warrior gear.
“You should be happy Ares, you are the God of warfare just like I am the goddess. These are the moments that we live for. You crave the blood that would be shed by the unfaithful humans.” I told him as we stood there, examining the bolt permanently etched into the wall.
“I may crave the blood, but you are a goddess that is more then just the warfare. You thrive on wisdom and civilization and justice. You should be the last one to be for the war.” I simply smirked as I realized that Ares had not fully understood how deep the conflict ran.
“Brother, you are right, I do thrive on all of that, but you fail to see what the world has deteriorated too. Men following other men blindly, listening to only his word, it’s disgusting. They lost their independence, their self-identity and in turn their civilization. No man would allow another man to dictate his life, there’s no wisdom behind that, but the humans… they have gone mad. Only war can cure them and that’s why it must begin. Now make the bolt bleed and we shall go back to Mount Olympus, back to our father to let him know.” There was pride behind every word that I had spoken and I could see the respect glowing from Ares eyes.
Without a second thought, Ares raised his hand and blood appeared on the wall, dripping from the bolt. It would be the symbol of that war. It would exist on the wall and bleed till the war was over, until the humans came back to normality.
“Let’s go back.” With that Ares and I vanished from the room and were brought back to Mount Olympus. Ares looked at me and pulled his helmet on, placing a smile on his lips. He climbed the highest point of Mount Olympus and raised his sword in the air, he had everyone’s attention.
“WAR HAS BEGUN!” He bellowed at the top of his lungs and I couldn’t help but smirk as I looked down on the concerned humans bellow us as the storm clouds gathered bellow me but above them. It was time to kill a God, it was time to tip the scale and throw the world into pandemonium.
There is a lot to say about Albert Levitt, but most of it is never good. The problem with power is it gets to your brain, gets to your mind and soul. That was the biggest problem with Albert Levitt, at a certain point in his life he had envisioned himself as a God and took that status as if it was nothing.
It had angered the God’s of Olympus, but none more then Zeus.
Zeus had become a patient God with years, understanding that people rose to power and rule the land, to spread his word and his fear. But at one point Albert turned the tables and put himself on the same playing field as the God’s.
It was not taken well on Olympus. I know for you see I’m a God myself. After Levitt had grown insane with power, Zeus had sent me down. It was my goal to find his weakness, to find his breaking point.
The biggest question that resulted from me working with him was How do you kill a God?. A God on all playing fields is immortal, but Albert Levitt wasn’t immortal, he was man. He was made of skin and bone, he was made from brittle substance that can easily be destroyed and burned.
But the problem was that he had built a reputation where he was immortal, where he was a man sent by Zeus to help him rule the people on Earth. People bought his lie, even though Zeus had walked among them. He had a fake reputation and in all retrospect, that was all a man ever had.
We fought to build up reputations; ideas of ourselves that you hoped the world would buy into. But it was fake, all of it because you were never the person that you brought up to society.
So Zeus had sent me down when Albert had gone mad with power, when Albert had put himself into Zeus’s shoes. It is said that a single grain of rice can tip the scale, the scale of equilibrium. I was that grain of rice, that single force that was needed to tip the scale and throw the world into pandemonium.
A pandemonium that only Zeus could fix, he wanted people to have fear in them, fear of what the God’s might do. In the end that was the secret to his power, to the secret of all of the God’s powers. We brought havoc and peace to the world, we had the power and we were the one’s that tipped the scale.
Walking down the hallway of Albert Levitt’s top floor office, I couldn’t help but smirk. All of the people followed him blindly and they were the one’s that were doomed. The men that turned their backs on the God’s were the men that we never showed mercy too. No matter how powerful a man could be, they could never over rule a God, their voice never spoke louder.
“Hello Ms. Juliette. How are you? Got new tactics planned out?” Jeff, Albert’s assistant asked me. I stopped and looked at him. He was a young man, an intelligent man. We had never talked about his view of Albert nor how much he had praised him, though at a time like this, when war was about to break out between humans and God’s the position of every man was important.
“You can something like that. I have a question for you. Now the trick to this game is honesty. What you tell me won’t leave us, but I have to know the truth. What is your view of Albert Levitt? Most people are blinded by his word’s, believing that he is Zeus incarnate, what’s your opinion on it?” Jeff took off his head piece and placed it down on the table. Looking up and down the hallways he had motioned for me to bend down.
“Do you want the dead honest truth?” He whispered in my ear, fear evident in his words.
“Nothing more and nothing less.” I told him in the same whisper, but fear wasn’t heard. Everything that was too happen in the near future all depended on my report and on my actions.
“I think he’s a fraud. In a time when God’s walk among us without hiding and without secret identities, why would Zeus, the most powerful God of all hide himself; but more importantly in a shallow man like Albert? Zeus has grandeur that Mr. Levitt lacks on a day-to-day basis. I just pray that the God’s and Zeus see me for who I am because no man can fake being a God without angering everyone on Mount Olympus.” I simply nodded my head as I stood up and straightened by skirt and jacket out.
Turning around, I walked to Albert’s office and walked in, fully well knowing that he wouldn’t be there. A sword had appeared on Albert’s table and I picked it up and carved the thunderbolt sign on Albert’s wall. This was the sign that showed that war has begun between the-non-faithful humans and the God’s.
“I see your starting the war Athena. You know how much blood would be shed?” I turned around and starred at my brother who was already dressed in all of his warrior gear.
“You should be happy Ares, you are the God of warfare just like I am the goddess. These are the moments that we live for. You crave the blood that would be shed by the unfaithful humans.” I told him as we stood there, examining the bolt permanently etched into the wall.
“I may crave the blood, but you are a goddess that is more then just the warfare. You thrive on wisdom and civilization and justice. You should be the last one to be for the war.” I simply smirked as I realized that Ares had not fully understood how deep the conflict ran.
“Brother, you are right, I do thrive on all of that, but you fail to see what the world has deteriorated too. Men following other men blindly, listening to only his word, it’s disgusting. They lost their independence, their self-identity and in turn their civilization. No man would allow another man to dictate his life, there’s no wisdom behind that, but the humans… they have gone mad. Only war can cure them and that’s why it must begin. Now make the bolt bleed and we shall go back to Mount Olympus, back to our father to let him know.” There was pride behind every word that I had spoken and I could see the respect glowing from Ares eyes.
Without a second thought, Ares raised his hand and blood appeared on the wall, dripping from the bolt. It would be the symbol of that war. It would exist on the wall and bleed till the war was over, until the humans came back to normality.
“Let’s go back.” With that Ares and I vanished from the room and were brought back to Mount Olympus. Ares looked at me and pulled his helmet on, placing a smile on his lips. He climbed the highest point of Mount Olympus and raised his sword in the air, he had everyone’s attention.
“WAR HAS BEGUN!” He bellowed at the top of his lungs and I couldn’t help but smirk as I looked down on the concerned humans bellow us as the storm clouds gathered bellow me but above them. It was time to kill a God, it was time to tip the scale and throw the world into pandemonium.