Towering above them, robed in white, with a long silver beard flowing like mist and eyes burning with divine fury — the figure sat like a force of nature made flesh.

His voice thundered across the chamber.

"What have you come here to do, mortals?"

Luck stepped forward, trembling but resolute.

"We are Mr. and Mrs. Sendrick," he said, voice steady. "We were on a journey to find our son when we slipped from a mountain path… a portal brought us here."

The god narrowed his eyes, unmoved.

Luck and Mira instantly understood—they were standing before a being far beyond their comprehension. Every instinct told them to flee. But they couldn't. Not while their son was still out there. They stood their ground, hearts heavy with love and desperation.

"Who are you?" they asked.

The god slowly rose from his throne, divine energy crackling in the air.

"I am Zeus, King of the Olympian Gods."

Then, with sudden fury:

"And when you speak to me, mortals… you bow!"

"Bow? We're supposed to—"

"Luck didn't finish what he was about to say before a bolt of lightning came slashing his wife's head".

"Now Bow mortal" Zeus said. 

Luck eyes widened in horror as he watched in slow motion, his wife's head being severed from her body and rolling to his feet as blood splashed at his face. His mind struggled to comprehend the gruesome scene that unfolded before him.

At first, he was frozen in shock, his face pale and expressionless. His eyes were fixed on the lifeless body of his wife, his brain unable to process the severity of the situation.

As the reality of the situation began to sink in, his face contorted in a mixture of anguish, pain, and disbelief. His eyes were welled up with tears, and his mouth opened in a silent scream.

He took a step forward, as if to rush to his wife's side, but his legs buckled beneath him. He fell to his knees, his body wracked with sobs.

His Face was a picture of despair, his eyes red-rimmed, as his skin slick with tears. His mouth was twisted with grimace of pain, and his jaw clenched in a futile attempt to hold back his emotions.

As he gazed upon his wife lifeless body, his expression changed from one shock and horror to one of unbridled rage. His eyes blazed with determination, and his jaw set in a firm resolve.