I, Formerly Ember, Now the Greek God of Fire

One goddess came to drink some water. Two goddesses fought over the water. Three goddesses scrambled to grab it. Four goddesses... five goddesses...

“Damn it! What the hell! Stop coming! There's not a drop left!”

Staring at his completely empty fridge and pantry, Hephaestus, once the Ashen One and now the god of fire and forging, was close to tears. Ever since he had transmigrated after putting out the fire, his biggest headache had been his relatives: older and younger sisters, aunts, grandmothers, and the like, who constantly showed up at his temple to freeload, take whatever they wanted, and even refuse to leave. And as time went on, their numbers only grew. It wasn't just relatives and friends anymore; gods from other mythological worlds started showing up too.