Who else but Dionysus!

Dionysus, the god of wine (and a good time), invented **** and spread it far and wide so humanity would forget that he, Dionysus was first the god of madness.
A madness that speaks of the end, a prophecy that speaks of the end of Zeus. That he will be overthrown by his own son.

As he, Dionysus is the son Zeus and the mortal princess Semele. His mother was said to be a woman of unrivaled beauty among mortals.

Zeus had seen her from afar and fell immediately in love with her.

He seduced her of course and blinded by love he told her who he was.
Something that would prove to be a fatal mistake. Because Hera the jealous wife of Zeus would plant doubt in the mind of Semele. She wouldn't be able to shake off the feeling that Zeus was not who he claimed to be.

When Zeus appeared before her once more, she asked him to promise her that he would fulfill anything she asked, Zeus so smitten with love agreed, only to have his heartbroken when she asked him to show her his true form, his godly form to her.
He would beg for her to ask for anything else, but it was of no use. So he reluctantly complied.

Semele's body was instantly incinerated at the site of Zeus' true form. But in the ashes of his mother, Zeus was able to pick up the still unborn Dionysus.
Where after he had him sewed into his own "thigh", so Dionysus would be reborn from his father

Months would pass before Dionysus would truly be born. But once the day came, Zeus would order Hermes to bring him to the Earth, to be raised by his mother's family. To protect him from the wrath of Hera.

From there he would travel the earth and eventually ascend to the highest position imaginable.
Dionysus would become an Olympian god, one of the twelve highest-ranking gods in the Greek pantheon. The only half-god to ever do so.

But that is in the future. Currently, the lean, nearly feminine human body of Dionysus is lying lazily in his bed, With a bowl of grapes by his side.
He was staring out the window of king Athamas palace, a king who had married his mother's sister; Ino.

As he silently pondered what he had been informed of by this outer "god", he picked up more than a handful of grapes just to let most of them fall down between his fingers.

He had thought at first it had been "daddy" giving him a call before it had started talking;

"one god, what a weird idea."

He muttered to himself as eight grapes remained in his hand.
"That sounds like way too much work".

One more grape fell down into the bowl. His thought fell back on the **** powers that been promised,
'that seems like something Zeus would offer' he mused.

'But such an indirect way to go about it, and that delivery it doesn't seem like him.'

"Maybe a prank, then."

He finished aloud in a bored tone. As he crushed the remaining grapes in his hand. Before smearing their juice over the tip of his fingers.

Turning his hand over, it nearly looked like he was checking out his nails, as the grape juice started to boil, and a heavy fruity aroma reached his nose a moment later.

A content smile slowly spread across his face, a smile that anyone else would only be able to describe as eerily creepy.

"I suppose there is only one way to find out."