Zeus is the lowest of the low: a hitman, and muscle for a monster who sells children into sexual slavery. It was only because he learned from the guy who used to do the same job, though, that he made it off the streets. It isn't until he is sent to transport yet another boy that he discovers something that cannot be true, and yet somehow, is: this boy is Zeus' child-self, the part he had to let die to stay alive through the horror, somehow made physically real. The discovery leaves him with a monumental choice to make: Does he leave things as they have always been and deliver the boy, letting that part of him die once and for all, or, in order to save himself, does he destroy the men he works for in order to let the boy go free?