414 A Petty Gift, But A Gift Nonetheless

It was no surprise to those above that after witnessing Abaddon's sit down with Papa Legba, the heavens became abuzz.

Whispers and rambling of the minor gods had helped to confirm one very nauseating little fact.

The fear against Abaddon was dying down.

Minor gods who were being bullied by some of the more tyrannical rulers of their pantheons were now not so sure that the black dragon was the true enemy. 

After all... he was right. 

The gods were not created to be so frivolous with their powers. 

They were created to shepard, guide, and enrich the lives of mortals; whose lives amounted to but a fraction of their own. 

Because of this, the so-called 'evil' gods were aligning with the pantheon heads and Zeus in a bid to keep everyone focused on Abaddon's destruction. 

When the dragon god eventually came to collect their heads, they were going to be the first ones to go on the chopping block.