As the king of the gods, I now gaze down not from the dark and gloomy underworld, but from the golden throne of Olympus.
Of course...
I also hold the title of the king of the underworld.
The most powerful weapons once wielded by Zeus, the Skuite and Astrafe, now belong to me.
By ousting Zeus, the king of the gods, I have claimed both the royal authority and the divine status of the heavens.
The underworld, fairness, mercy, royal power, the heavens, law... all these aspects have combined with the divine status I gained from Zeus, making me acutely aware of the heavy burdens resting on my shoulders.
And with this weight, my irritation towards Zeus, who acted so recklessly, also surged.
"No matter how much he is my brother, plunging the world into chaos is absolutely unforgivable. You shall bear the heavens in place of Atlas."
"Hades! How could you do this to me! I have treated you well all this time..."
"Take him away!"
"Ahahaha! Zeus. Let me tell you how to easily lift the heavens!"
Zeus, now completely fallen and left with only the divine status of thunder and lightning, was dragged away by Atlas.