"Lastly, this council has to judge former Floor Master Perseus, for his failures in losing floor 21.


    In light of the new evidence that was presented during Escanor''s sentencing, this council understands that holding out might not have been possible for you without reinforcements.


    However, it still doesn''t change the fact that ''we'' put our faith behind you and you failed to uphold it" Athena said, as finally she turned her attention to Perseus who was the main focus of this whole event.


    "Do you have any message for this council? Would you like to present your perspective on this matter like your father did?" Athena asked, as she tried to show her mostpassionate side to Perseus.


    "Yes…. I have something I would like to say to this council–" Perseus said, his tone ominous as he slowly raised his eyes to meet those of everyone in the hall.


    Perseus knew that if only he bided his time, if only he apologized here and took the loss on his chin, he could perhaps make aeback someday.


    After his father''s testimony it was unlikely that he was going to be punished with death, however, judging by the mood, he was still going to be sentenced somehow.


    There was nothing that he could say that would allow him to move out of this hall scot-free, however, he could make the situation infinitely worse for himself if he chose to speak what he really felt.


    For a moment he was caught in an internal peril, because he did not understand which path was the coward''s way out and which path was the right one.


    On one hand, he had the urge to live…. He did not wish to throw his life away and hence he wanted to bow down his head and apologize for his shorings which would ensure that he was only punished lightly.


    By doing so, he wished to live another day and slowly get stronger to get revenge on his cruel father for the murder of his mother.


    On the other hand, he felt quite fed up.


    On the other hand he wanted to call out the truth of this council as he saw it and tell everyone just how rotten the Olympian household really was.


    It was a risky choice, since it would most certainly see him being killed, however, Perseus did not care.


    Faced by this indecision, he wondered if taking the death route now was courageous or was living another day tougher, as revenge against his father was not going toe easy.


    In the end, letting out a deep sigh, Perseus decided that he did not care for his life anymore and that he had nothing worth living for except his revenge.


    He had no loved ones, no-one he really cared for and nothing to strive towards.


    His life was empty and meaningless and hence he decided to end it here, but decided to go out with a bang.


    "Yes…. I have something I would like to say to this council–" Perseus repeated, his gaze firmer as he stared directly into the Monarch Athena''s eyes.


    "I want to say, how EVERY SINGLE INDIVIDUAL HERE, FROM THE MONARCHS SITTING ON THE FAR CORNER OF THE ROOM, TO THE MORTALS STANDING BEHIND ME ARE ALL... RAT PIECES OF SHIT" Perseus said audaciously, as instantly a ruckus erupted.


    "Hey kid, have you lost your mind? How dare you insult the MONARCHS? Do you have no desire to live?"


    "Kill him! He doesn''t deserve a chance to speak–"


    Someone said, as before the ruckus went out of control, it was Perseus who cut through the chatter by shouting at the top of his throat.


    "SHUT UPPPP- EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Perseus screamed, garnering the attention back to himself, as at this moment he looked no different from a rabid dog.


    "This is no family….. Everyone present in this room here is at each other''s throats all the fucking time.


    Everyone here is no different from crabs.


    You cheer for others downfall and feel miserable at their sess.


    THIS IS NOT WHAT FAMILY LOOKS LIKE" Perseus said, as his passionate screams turned the entire hall silent.


    "A true family sticks together through thick and thin and supports each other through weakness and through grace.


    However, here, despite being rted by blood, none of us have any good feelings for one another, as let alone support each other, we actively hunt each other at every chance that we get.


    Just a few days ago my father BEHEADED my mother, because he was disappointed in myself and Sophia and how we turned out as his kids.


    That man is a monster. A monster…. And today as I sat behind him during his sentencing, I prayed with all my heart that he be punished.


    I PRAYED FOR THE FALL OF MY OWN FATHER" Perseus said, as a tear started to streak down his eyes.


    "Fuck Olympus…. Fuck all of  you…. And Fuck my failures.


    I don''t care what happens to me here today, because I don''t want to continue living with this cursed blood running through my veins.


    The universe thinks it''s a matter of pride to be born into the Olympian bloodline, but I think it''s a disgrace.


    I''d much rather be amon man and happy than being a floor master and miserable.


    So kill me if you want…. For I don''t care" Perseus said, closing his eyes as he spread his arms wide.


    Almost immediately, with a flick of Athena''s finger Perseus was reduced to dust as the Monarch showed him no mercy.


    "Pathetic weakling—" Athena said, her voice cold as she did not seem to be affected by Perseus''s speech at all.


    In her head, Perseus was a weakling who did not appreciate the worth of his bloodline.


    Of course living in Olympus was never going to be easy, of course it was going to be fiercelypetitive.


    The ideals he chased were for themon man and not for the rulers of the universe.


    In Athena''s perspective, if Perseus wanted to marry, have kids and live an idol life, then he was never fit to be an Olympian in the first ce as the bloodline of Zeus and Poseidon was not for those whocked ambition, but was rather for those who wanted to bring the universe under their own feet.