A bolt of lightning carves open the heavens as Zeus, the mighty Greek god, descends into the heart of Paradise. His presence warps the light, casting long shadows across celestial fields. The air is thick with tension as angels and saints halt their songs, gazes fixed upon the imposing newcomer. "I am Zeus, king of Olympus! I challenge all who dwell here, even your God and your Christ!" His voice booms through the expanse, shaking the very foundations of eternity.
A hush falls over the congregation as Zeus begins to chant an ancient incantation, his voice echoing with primordial power. The Virgin Mary, radiant and serene, vanishes in a pulse of energy, her absence leaving a hollow void in the celestial throng. The angels murmur in alarm, their harmony broken, while Jesus and God exchange solemn glances. Jesus steps forward, his robes gleaming, defiance in his eyes.
The angels recoil, their forms wilting, as the powerful stench from Zeus's feet spreads like a toxic wind. Feathers melt, halos flicker out, and clouds turn gray as divinity falters before this bizarre assault. "Even your purest cannot withstand the force of Olympus!" Zeus bellows. In a flash, lightning erupts from his fingertips, reducing the splendor of Paradise to smoldering ruins. Statues crumble, flowers burn, and the once-glorious realm becomes a landscape of devastation.
With a cruel grin, Zeus places his bare foot upon the face of the Virgin Mary, the odor intensifying. Her form dissolves, disintegrating into light and dust beneath the overwhelming power. "Behold, the strength of Olympus! None shall stand against me!" he taunts, eyes gleaming with pride. God and Jesus watch helplessly, rage and sorrow battling within them.
"You will not prevail, Zeus. Together, our might is boundless!" thundered Jesus, his voice resonating with hope. Yet Zeus stands firm, mocking their efforts as lightning dances around him. With a swift movement, he appears before Jesus, lifting his foot and unleashing the dreadful scent. Jesus crumples, fading beneath the assault. God, filled with fury, charges, only to be cast down by a devastating kick. Immobilized by the aroma, God cannot resist as Zeus places his foot upon his face, and the supreme deity dissolves into oblivion.
"Your universe is destroyed. You are weak. Olympus stands above all!" he proclaims, voice echoing across the void. With one last, catastrophic bolt from his feet, Zeus obliterates Earth, its inhabitants swept away in an instant. His laughter resounds as he ascends back to Olympus, victorious, leaving nothing but ruin behind. The heavens and Earth lie empty, and Zeus reigns as the mightiest entity in existence.
