The gods didn’t die, they broke.

Olympus has fallen. The divine have gone rogue. Zeus, once protector of mankind, now sees humanity as a mistake and he’s wiping it out to start over. Aphrodite, devastated by the death of her husband, has become a hollow shell of sorrow and despair. And Hades? He does what he’s always done filling the underworld, one soul at a time.

This line tells their collapse. Each piece is a glimpse into divine ruin dark, raw, and made to wear like armor.

Not just shirts. Relics of fallen gods.

Welcome to The Ashes of Olympus.