The rain is flooding the cities. Zeus looked up at his sky from his spaceX center, at least the sky was used to be his. He wants to have it back. But he is pale and mortal now. All he has now, is money, a form of mortal power that he never even cares to mention. His rockets are silently sitting on the launching pad，so minor comparing to what he used to own, but that is all he has that can takes him back to the space. The rain robbed him. His name is Zeus no more, he is Elon Musk. He is only a mortal fake god.
The rain is flooding the cities. Zeus looked up at his sky from his spaceX center, at least the sky was used to be his. He wants to have it back. But he is pale and mortal now. All he has now, is money, a form of mortal power that he never even cares to mention. His rockets are silently sitting on the launching pad，so minor comparing to what he used to own, but that is all he has that can takes him back to the space. The rain robbed him. His name is Zeus no more, he is Elon Musk. He is only a mortal fake god.