Aesop’s Annoyed Advice
“Well, you’re fucked.” Panos rolled his eyes. “That’s a very crude way of putting it.” Aesop leaned on the desk of the Prime Minister, standing over Panos. Ever since he’d become a deity, despite being above middle-aged, Aesop had become rather muscular and, incredibly physically powerful, to the point that he looked intimidating and had … Read more