That definitely sounds like a good father. My adoptive dad was good like that. At least up until I hit my rebellious stage in my mid-teens and ended up running away, but that's besides the point.
My dream world is really complicated. The Fae have a ton of rules that guide how they live. I took pleasure in never following any of them. Oh god, I'm sorry about Zeus. Zeus was in the body of a woman in my dreams, went by Zee. She wasn't the nicest person, but she actually did warn me about Hades being worse. So she wasn't all bad. But Hades? Definitely all bad. It's intriguing how vastly different people can be in different dreams like this.