In the wealthy neighborhood of Beverly Hills, California, USA, there lies a splendid manor home with an iron gate, hedges, manicured lawn, private pool, and pretty much anything else you would associate with such a place. This is your home. You are Katrina Bryers, known to your friends as Katt. For the last ten years, you've lived a lavish and fabulous lifestyle, all thanks to your occupation.
What exactly is your occupation? You are the landlord to some very wealthy tenants, who don't mind paying a few billion a month for their required accommodations.
Said tenants happen to be the literal gods of multiple ancient cultures, who have since retired and now spend eternity at the luxury apartment complex you own. With the emphasis on luxury. Each apartment was actually it's own pocket dimension, which each could customize at will to their liking. Over the last decade, you've come to know some of your tenants, even making friends with a few of them. You even do favors for them from time to time, running back and forth between the apartment and the mortal world.
Others however, have come to really get on your last nerve. Take Zeus, for example. Not long after arriving at the complex, Hera finally had enough of her husband's constant affairs and divorced him. Not that he really seemed to mind. But even still, he just refuses to keep it in his toga, and was constantly having women over, even some of the other goddesses in the complex, regardless of their culture.
Then there was Loki. Let's just say he really lives up to his title as "God of Mischief." Whether it was spreading malicious rumors about the other tenants or pulling various pranks on them for his own amusement.
But hey, for what they pay each month, you're willing to put up with all that, seeing as you can afford pretty much anything you could ever want. You just returned home after going out for lunch, when your phone vibrates. You check it to see one of the tenants want to see you for something. You place your purse aside and walk over to the nearest door.
It looks like an ordinary closet...because itis an ordinary closet. At least until you insert the enchanted key into the lock and turn it. When you open the door, you find yourself in the lobby to the Eden Arms apartment complex. You make your way to the tenant that messaged you. Each culture has its own floor in the complex. To which floor are you headed?
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