The Sky Fell Apart

Had Zeus ever achieved any glorious victories over other pantheons?

No!

That was unfair to Zeus, since he'd never encountered one before.

Comparison was cruel, and Lein across the way was infamous throughout the multiverse.

In the distant past, he'd earned the title of Destroyer of All Realms. More recently, he'd become known as the Imas Planet Destroyer and the Aztec World Destroyer. He was unquestionably a multiversal God of Killing.

Hera wanted to slap herself. Why had she been so arrogant, so careless as to provoke Lein?

Oh! Right! It was all Hermes's fault. He'd said that, while spying on the main battlefield at the Chaos Mother Star, he'd seen the Chaos Gods turn a Titan's corpse into a colossal magical puppet.

If he hadn't said that, she never would have considered it.

Yes! It was all that idiot Hermes's fault.

At that moment, Hera wanted to strip Hermes of his status as a Main God.

Her last shred of reason stopped her.

She couldn't do that—not yet. The more dire the situation, the more important it was not to lose her composure.

Without Zeus, she couldn't control the remaining Main Gods.

Meanwhile, Lein clearly wasn't going to give her any time to stall.

Time was what the Olympus God System needed most. Lein wasn't some brainless do-gooder who loved all living things. Why would he give Hera time?

Soon, Lein's "punishment" arrived.

Selene, the Moon Goddess, was the first to notice something was wrong. In the dead of night, she urgently informed Hera of what she'd found.

"What? A giant meteor is heading for our plane? How big?" Hera exclaimed, startled.

"About..." The Moon God thought for a moment. "Two stades."

A stade was a Greek unit of length. Two stades came to about 370 meters.

That was