Creating A Pantheon

Adams let the silence linger for a moment, letting his words sink in before he spoke again. His eyes scanned the room, gauging the reactions of each god. Some looked intrigued, others wary, but all were paying attention.

"If I'm joining your ranks," Adams began, his tone casual but firm, "then I'm not just here to be another face at the table. Let's get one thing straight—I don't follow anyone's rules but my own."

Zeus's jaw tightened, but he stayed silent, clearly waiting to see where this was going.

"And since each of you has your own pantheon," Adams continued, gesturing around the room, "it only makes sense that I'll have mine. Call it… leveling the playing field."

Loki's grin widened, clearly entertained. "Your own pantheon, huh? Bold. I like it."

Ra's glowing eyes narrowed, his tone sharp. "You can't just decide to create a pantheon, Adams. It doesn't work that way."