Otherworlders

"I am here, as you ordered." 

As the words came out of Ares' mouth, the temperature seem to rise a notch higher. The Gods aside, every other being in the throne room got matted in cold sweats. A God's presence was absolutely suffocating to all creatures below them.

"I can see that," the God King's voice was a deep baritone, laced with a magnetic quality that attracts males and females alike. 

Faint creases were outlined on the edges of his eyes as they narrowed, a warm smile playing at his lips. Ares raised an eyebrow as he saw this. Even with his old age, Zeus' beauty didn't seem to have diminished in the slightest. If anything, with the years gaining on on him, he had gained a certain mature handsomeness to him, the kind young girls with attraction towards grown-up men would find absolutely desirable.