"I was Zeus, Tessa." He swallowed. "I dreamed of being raised, and guarded, and of fighting the Titans alongside my brothers and sisters, and of fighting the Titans."
He shuddered, eyes gone glassy as he recalled things he should not have been able to. "I recall what it feels like to twist a sword in someone's guts, who will heal instantly, and hold it there as their body tries to heal around it, making them scream. And I dreamed of sex... god, he had a lot of sex. Two wives, and a bunch of lovers..." His breathing was going faster even as his heart pounded and he flushed a purple color.
He blew out a hot breath. "Several not willing." There was a kind of outrage in his voice as he recalled the mindset of his other self, that saw rape as fun, as normal, and as something he had a right to do, no matter what. "H-he is so ar-arrogant, so v-very blase a-about... just o-owning and possessing ev-ev-everything and everyone."
He squeezed his eyes shut, his breathing and heart-rate spiking and his hand closed on one of hers, tight, as he drew a breath trying to stop the attack.