100 Prompts/100 Drabbles Challenge [Pride]
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Pride
He had been angry, no furious, when he had been told that he would not have a seat in Olympus. He had pretty much been kicked out of the palace of the Gods.
He was one of the big three, wasn't he? Didn't he deserve respect and a seat among his brothers, nieces and nephews? From his nieces and nephews, at the very least. He was the oldest of the brothers anyway. Zeus had only managed to be released first because he had been eaten last.
He had wanted to spite the Olympians at first. He built his own Olympus in the Underworld. Entirely his own. No sharing with anyone he did not want to.
He realized after the Underworld Olympus building had been built that not being given a seat in Olympus was perhaps better than being stagnant and pleased with that tiny building on the cloud. The Olympus had never changed from the day it had first been built thousands of years ago. It never suited anyone's needs, is was just a general building meant to please all the Gods.
His own Olympus was built to make him happy, not him and a couple other people he didn't really get along with. It was constantly changing to suit what he wanted at that time and what he thought was best. It was constantly growing as he found some other fascinating hobby.
He could make rooms bigger as he wanted without needing to discuss the effect on the rest of the building because he could simply expand the entire place. The dead didn't mind. They were usually quite excited at having some sort of change every couple of years.
It was so much better than the Grand Olympus the rest of the Gods had built. Why did they need to build Olympus on a cloud anyway?
He was deathly proud of his Olympus in the Underworld, even though he knew not many of the Gods would ever see it.