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Himeros and Eros were Aphrodite’s closest advisors and were two of the Erotes, a group of gods and goddesses who all represented different elements of love and sex.
He knew she was partial to a few, but her love, whether she wanted to admit it or not, belonged to her husband, Hephaestus.
Hermes grinned. “See you soon, Daddy Death!”
He vanished, and when he was gone, Hades looked at Thanatos, who asked in a very serious tone, “Which one of us do you think he was calling Daddy Death?”
She chose a bottle from the many cluttering the counter and offered the whole thing. “You’ll probably need it.”
She knew Ben was a fkn weirdo
I’d rather fuck his cows than ask for his assistance. No, he would not give me what I want.”
She shook her head. “This creature, the ophiotaurus. Its death is the catalyst to a battle that rages for years, and by the end, the world will split in two.” “But what did you see?” he asked. “Fire in all directions and bodies burning within it,” she said. “There was nothing left of this world as we know it, as if…we had gone back to the dawn of the earth.” “Did you recognize any of the bodies?” he asked. He knew she had because she wasn’t giving him the details that mattered, and what mattered was who was in the fire. “Hades,” she whispered, her eyes glassy with tears.
“Did you see Persephone?” he asked. She shook her head, and it was like he could breathe again, unlike Katerina, who seemed to have frozen. “I saw you.”
“Demeter is big mad,” Hermes said. Hades looked at him in confusion. “Big
mad?”
“Listen, there’s plenty of me to go around,” Hermes said. “You don’t have to fight.”
“Hermes, shut up,” they said in unison. The god slammed his mouth closed. “Fine. I’ll be in the closet.”
🤣
“So am I,” said Hermes. “It’s nothing to brag about, trust me.”
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