My new Latin teacher, Mr. Brummer, was the coolest teacher I have ever had. Even with my dyslexia and ADHD, I did not have much trouble listening in. It was difficult compare to the other students, but for me it was so much easier than other classes I have been in. He must one of the best teachers to make a boring subject tolerable. Anyways, he would always call on me in class to answer questions about mythology, almost as if he had taken a specific interest in me over any other student. Maybe it is because I was labeled as a problem child and he wants to try and "fix" me or "set my life on track". One day he asks me why we were learning about the Greek Pantheon. I said "To get a good grade in the class." Some of the people in the class laugh.
"While that is correct, it is not the answer I was looking for. You see, we are learning about this so that we can understand the past and where we come from. If we can understand our past, we can understand where everything in our culture comes from. In reality, the ancient Greeks have had more of an impact on modern society than many of the people who live during the modern era."
Mr. Brummer would always try to make points like this during his classes. It was never just the cold hard fact that came form the history and the mythology. It also had lessons and morals or insights to the stories that made them more interesting.
My favorite days in Mr. Brummer's class was the days where he will bring out real Greek and Roman weapons and armor. These days were really fun because he would act out the stories we were learning. One minute he would be Hercules fighting the Nemean lion. Or Achilles fighting side by side with Athena to defeat Hector during the Trojan war. Or Odysseus trying to sail home back to his wife and throne in Ithaca. 
One day, I was out past the curfew the school set for all students. I walked past Mr. Brummer's classroom and saw him talking to Grover. Mr. Brummer said to Grover, "Do you know who his godly parent is, Grover?"
"No, I am not sure, but I do know that his godly parent is his father. He has a powerful scent. It may be possible that he is a child of one of the of three." Grover replied.
"That can't be possible. After all, both Thalia and Percy were born in this generation. How could there possibly be a third? It doesn't make sense. He is younger than Percy so the odds are that the prophecy is not about him, so why would his godly parent not identify him?" said Mr. Brummer.
"I couldn't begin to answer those questions. It is impossible to know the motives of the big three. What I do know is that Archy is powerful and will draw monsters to him unlike most demigods will ever see."-Grover
Hearing them say my name scares me a little. I mean, i know that I was purposefully going near Grover so he could identify me as a demigod to take me to camp, but it still came up unexpected that Mr. Brummer would be involved in this. That is what scared me. Having someone infiltrate the school just to spy on you is both creepy and scary if you were to think about it.
When I think about his lessons, they start to make sense. If he knew that the Greek Gods were very much real, then he would be very adamant about me learning all I could about the mythology of the Ancient Greeks. 
I start to back away from the doorway as slowly as possible. I try to stay quiet but I worry that my breathing is too loud. As soon as I am far enough away, I run to my dorm room. By the time I reach my room, I am breathing heavily as I had sprinted as fast as I could to my room. I was scared and exhausted and I did not know what to do. I tried to calm myself down. After about ten minutes of improvised breathing techniques, I was finally able to become calm. Once I was able to accomplish this, I went to my bed and fell asleep.

Archibald Void, or Archy, is a demigod, the son of Chaos. Chaos has many names, Nothingness, Void, Arche. It is a fundamental part of the philosophy of the ancient Greeks and it was the most important role in their pantheon. From Chaos, order is born Watch as he brings Chaos and disrupt the order his father birthed to the story of Percy Jackson.
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+ From ancient Greek myths to Game of Thrones, the legend of the dragon is one of the most enduring and romanticized throughout history. It has been traced back as far as 4000 BC and exists in all parts of the world. In and around Europe dragons are viewed mostly as monsters of evil intent. In ancient Rome, the army used dragons as symbols of strength. During the Renaissance, fear of sea monsters kept sailors from venturing too far from known waters, and the edges of their maps would read "Here be dragons."


+ The etymology of the word dragon, which it says entered the English lexicon in around 1220 and was used in English versions of the Bible from the early 14th century. Dragon derives from Old French, the language used by nobles and law courts following the Norman conquest of 1066. This, in turn, stems from the Latin draconem or Draco meaning "big serpent," which was derived from ancient Greek δράκων (drakon).


+ In Greek mythology, the Hesperian Dragon named Ladon was a hundred-headed serpent that guarded the golden apples in the garden of the Hesperides. Historically, European dragons were viewed as being evil, jealous, and greedy hoarders of treasure. In the stories, they were generally treated as violent monsters who must be slain by heroes and saints. European dragons could have four legs, two legs, or none, and often had wings.


+ In Asia, and especially China, the view of these creatures was very different. Dragons were thought to live under the ocean in the winter, arising in the spring with a clap of thunder to bring the rain needed for their crops, according to the American Museum of Natural History. They breathed clouds and moved the seasons. The dragon was the symbol of the Chinese Emperor, and the Imperial throne was called the Dragon Throne. Known as the Dragon, the emperor ruled in harmony and brought peace and prosperity to all.


+ Chinese dragons are depicted as being more serpent-like, with long, snaking bodies and usually had four legs. They are generally seen as wingless. How people view them and what they believe about them varies widely, but the idea is too widespread not to think there are some common roots.


+ Ancient Origins discusses a number of potential roots. The first one is crocodiles. Saltwater and Nile crocodiles are the two largest living reptiles on earth today. Currently, saltwater crocodiles live in the eastern Indian Ocean region, and Nile crocs in the rivers, marshes, and lakes of Sub-Saharan Africa. But 1,000 years they had a much larger habitat range and could have been encountered by people living in Greece, Spain, and Southern Italy.

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+ Dragons appear in the mythology of many ancient cultures but nowhere else in the world was the creature quite so revered as in China. There, in marked contrast to other world mythologies, the dragon was almost always seen in a positive light and particularly associated with life-giving rains and water sources. Considered the most auspicious year sign, worn on the robes of emperors, depicted in the most precious materials from gold jewelry to jade figurines, and with countless references in literature and the performing arts, the dragon was everywhere in ancient China and looms as large today in the Chinese psyche as ever.


+ One of the earliest creatures to appear in the tales and legends of ancient China, the dragon is most often depicted as a giant and lithe beast which dwells in either water sources or clouds.


+ The Chinese dragon is extraordinarily powerful, and when it flies, it is usually accompanied by lightning and thunder. When, by whom, and on what reality the dragon was first invented is not known, although some historians suggest a link with rainbows and a 'serpent of the sky' which is seen after rain showers or at waterfalls. Carved jade dragons have been excavated at sites of the Hongshan culture, which can be dated to 4500-3000 BCE, far before any written records of the creature appeared. The historian R. Dawson gives the following description of the Chinese dragon's physical attributes.


+ Alternative descriptions give similar attributes but sometimes with the body of a snake, the eyes of a rabbit, the belly of a frog, and the antlers of a deer. Other qualities of the dragon were that it could change its shape and size at will and disappear or reappear wherever it wished.


+ The Chinese scholar Wen Yiduo suggested that this fantastic collection of beastly parts was actually based on the political union of several different tribes, each with a different animal as their totem. The dragon was, therefore, a symbolic representation of the assimilation of these tribes into a single nation. An interesting hypothesis, it does not, however, explain the appearance of dragons long before any such political associations existed in early Chinese communities.


+ Despite the dragon's fearsome aspect it was not usually seen as the bad-intentioned monster that inhabits the myths of other cultures around the world where it is typically slain by a brave hero figure. Indeed, in China, the dragon was and is regarded as being a just and benevolent creature.


+ It is for this reason they became associated with rulership and especially the emperors of China who, in their capacity as the holders of the Mandate of Heaven and as God's representative on earth, must always rule in a just and impartial manner for the good of all their subjects.


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+ We encounter dragons in almost every ancient culture of the world. Dragons played an important role in the beliefs of our ancestors and these creatures were depicted in a variety of ways.


+ Dragons can be placed in two groups- East and West dragons, and they were regarded as either good or very fearsome and evil creatures. In ancient China, the dragon was a highly significant creature that became a symbol of the Emperor and his throne was sometimes called the Dragon Throne.  Ancient Chinese believed dragons were in control the weather and water. These creatures were said to be able to manipulate oceans, floods, tornadoes, and storms.


+ There are nine distinctive Chinese dragons and some of them are serpent-like creatures with large bodies and long heads. The dragon in China is believed to be a benign creature that is said to bring wisdom, power, and luck. They are famous for their goodness and to ward off evil, protect the innocent and bring safety to all. Tradition and celebration of New Year in China can be traced to a dragon named Nien (or "year").


+ Nien was a legendary wild beast that attacked people at the end of the old year. Villagers would use loud noises and bright lights to scare the creature away, a practice that slowly morphed into the Chinese New Year festivities. Today the dragon has its own year on the Chinese calendar. On the British Isles and in Scandinavia, dragons were often depicted as wingless creatures. In this part of the world, the dragon was depicted as a more malevolent creature that was very difficult to kill. The West dragon was wingless and lived in dark places or wells where he was guarding hoard treasures. Approaching the dragon was almost impossible because of its poisonous fire breath. Dragons in British and Scandinavian mythology often appear in stories when a prince tries to save a young maiden from being abducted by the fearsome animal. 


+ If he can slay the dragon, he can become the new King and win the girl as his bride.n ancient Chinese mythology we encounter five enormous dragon kings who were rainmakers and rulers of the waters. Four of them were stationed at the cardinal points and ruled the seas. Their chief had his abode in the middle. The five dragon kings were named Lung Wang. The dragon kings of China lived in crystal palaces under the sea. 


+It was believed these underwater dwellings were part of the mysterious Underworld that could only be reached through underground mountain caves and special secret entrances. When the Water Dragons rose to the surface the caused typhoons and when they flew through the air caused heavy raining and hurricanes. The Dragon Kings are among the deified forces of nature of the Taoist religion. A dragon's head was one of the most famous symbols of the Vikings. 


+The Viking dragon was in many ways a representation of the Midgard Serpent, a mythical sea creature who fought with the Norse god, Thor. The reason why Vikings built ships with huge dragonheads was that they wanted to appear as frightening as possible from a long distance. Vikings called their longships "Drakkar" or dragon ships and the dragon was a powerful and fearsome symbol of war.


+ Many have seen the Welsh flag features a red dragon and that the Prince of Wales uses rampant dragons on his banner. The old British word "draig," meant leader, and the word, "pen," meant head. The two words combined to form Pendragon or Pen Draig, a noble surname in early Britain as early as the fifth century. The dragon symbol continued to be used by the last native Welsh princes of Wales, Llewelyn ap Gruffydd, and Owain Glyndwr, during their struggles against English occupation in the 14th and 15th centuries.


+ The Pendragon name in Welsh literature includes Uther Pendragon, father of the legendary King Arthur.


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Computer interpreting mythological creatures. After that creates or tells small stories on them. This is mostly for fun I hope you can forgive me I do not think this would be interesting to most people but please give it a try.

DanMachi

The Dragon's Return

(Author's Note:  Hi, everyone!  I figured I should try my hand at DanMachi.  Partially because of the upcoming season and movie that will be coming out soon, and partially because there is a D&D campaign I really need to write, but haven't really found the inspiration to finish the story.  Heh.  In either case, I hope that this goes well and that everyone enjoys reading this as much as I will writing it.  I hope you enjoy it!  (Also, please read the author's notes at the end of the story for any side notes I might include or words that may be considered unfamiliar.  Happy reading!)

Disclaimer:  I do not own Danmachi or anything related to it.  All rights and whatnot are reserved by their respective owners, and all relation is based on the copyright law of fair use.  Blah.

Chapter One

A Legend and an Old Friend

…

 Many ages ago, before there was Orario, or even the Tower Babel, which the city was built around; before the gods came down from Heaven and closed off the Dungeon that Babel was meant to seal, there was in the sight of the lesser races the mountain city of Celestia, which is the City of Heaven.  Before the Black Dragon came and defiled (1) Gaia, Heaven and Gaia were intermingled, and the world knew neither war nor death.  But the gods were disquiet, and in their hearts desired to see more than the paradise that all things shared.  And so the gods sought wisdom, and their wisdom turned to pride, and their pride turned to discord.

 From the discord that the gods had between them, they desired to rule over the lesser races and the world.  These races were made by the High God, and were pure in their hearts.  Now the High God made for the lesser races a command that blood be not shed between them, for though they were all of different kindreds, the races were kin in the eyes of the High God.  So some of the gods, who grew evil in their discord, planted a tree that bore golden (2) apples, and deceived the lesser races, claiming that they would become gods as they were and enter into Celestia.  And it was then that the lesser races desired to see the High God and the throne at the top of the Celestial Mountain, and took the apples and ate.

 Thus the discord that planted and watered the tree of the golden apples was planted in the hearts of the lesser races, and blood was shed between them in the sudden hate that they bore between each other.  And so it was that the High God knew of the evil that was done in Gaia, and cursed the gods that rebelled and the blood that stained the world.  From that blood, Gaia opened her mouth, and Sheol (3) was formed in her depths, and the High God commanded Gaia to punish the lesser races for their part in defiling her.  Monsters ever after came from the depths Sheol to drag the children of the lesser races into it.  But, for the gods that rebelled, the High God cast them from the Celestial Mountain, and caused them to become monsters more terrible and fouler than any creature that would ascend from Sheol: dragons; and He sent them far away to the North. (4)  But for the chief rebels of the gods, the High God cursed into the most terrifying of the dragons: the Black Dragon, the Behemoth, and the Leviathan.  Yet, it is said amongst the gods that did not rebel that one other god was cursed, but she, being the most powerful of the rebels, and the planter of the evil tree that marred Gaia was named Enyo Eris: the Golden Serpent, the Dragon of Light, and the Destroyer. (5)

 This is ever our secret shame, for we gods have cursed all races to fight Sheol, the Dungeon, until one is completely destroyed.  And I am sorry, Bell, that you must take part in it.

…

 It was mid-afternoon and raining in Orario the day an old man, clad in dark grey robes, bearing a silver staff that bore a seven-pointed star as its crown came to city.  He wore a hood upon his head that covered much of the sight of his face, as he gazed ever downward as he moved.  He moved quickly, for an old man, and his white beard that came down to his waist swung side to side, catching the drops of warm rain that graced the city in its summer season.  When he did raise his face, however, he would reveal the astonishing blue eyes that the hood kept hidden from the people of the city.  Any who saw those eyes felt fear, for they seemed to see deep within the hearts, minds, and souls of those who dared.  Yet, he made no act of hostility towards any, despite the fears of those who took the chance to gaze upon his eyes.

 Eventually, his quick paced movements found him in front of a three-story mansion that had a fence of iron around it for protection against possible thieves.  The old man chuckled to himself and lightly touched the iron gate that opened up the way to the front door of the mansion with the star of his staff.  The large gate then trembled and parted open, making a screeching sound before the old man.  He smiled and walked through the gate before touching it in the same manner, and the gate closed behind him.  When he came to the door, which was wooden and embroidered with the image of a bell with flame behind it, however, he merely knocked on the door with the bottom of his staff.

 "Damn it, Bell!" the old man heard beyond the door the voice of what could have been a young woman in her late teens.  "How many times have I told you not to leave your keys here!  What if I wasn't home when you came back from the Dun--"

A short woman, with a childlike face but a rather well-endowed chest burst through the door.  She had blue eyes like the old man did, though her eyes were not quite as bright.  She also had long, jet-black hair that was arranged in twin tail set.

"—geon?" Her eyes widened as she looked up at the old man who completely dwarfed her in height.  "M-Michael?!"

 "Hello, Hestia," the old man smiled kindly.  "It has been a long time, hasn't it?"

 "I… I don't understand!" Hestia cried out nervously.  "What are you doing here, Michael?"

 "Oh?  Am I not allowed to see an old friend?" the old man returned to an unreadable face, his eyes narrowing at Hestia.

 "I know you don't go anywhere to simply see anyone," Hestia frowned as she spoke, though she spoke quietly.  "Michael, what are you doing in the Lower World?"

 "I think you can guess why I'm here, Hestia," Michael chuckled.  "You and the others should very well know why I go anywhere."

 "D-Does anyone else know you're here?" Hestia deepened her frown, fear entering her eyes with every second the old man stood before her.

 "I suspect not," Michael stroked his beard thoughtfully.  "Though I do confess the mortals have taken no love to my presence."

 "Nor would the gods," Hestia sighed and dragged Michael inside the mansion before anyone could see them together.  Quickly, once he was ushered in, she slammed the door shut and locked it. 

"May I make you some tea?"
 
"Ah, yes, that would be quite acceptable," Michael nodded, and Hestia led him to a dining table.  After she disappeared into the kitchen for a few minutes, she came back with a couple of tea cups and a kettle.

 "I'll ask again," Hestia mumbled after she poured the old man his tea and set it in front of him.  "… What are you doing in the Lower World?"
 
"I wonder about that," the old man smiled and took a sip of the tea.  "Does my presence trouble you that much, Hestia?"
 
"More than you could know," Hestia sighed softly as a frown returned to her beautiful face.  "The Captain of the Helen (6) Legion of Celestia is in my home!"
 
"You make me sound rather scary," Michael chuckled.
 
"Only a fool wouldn't be terrified of you," Hestia watched the old man carefully.  "I think we both know you took the form you have now simply to mask what you actually are."
 
"The High God restricted my power and bade me to put on the raiment of the Gaia, as He did to you and the others," Michael smiled before he took another sip of his tea.
 
"But you can go back to the City of Heaven as you wish," Hestia glared at Michael.  "The other gods and I can only return to Celestia if we are slain."
 
"Yes, I may come and go as I please," Michael nodded, "but I still have my limits.  My powers in the Lower World are far more diminished simply because I am not allowed to interfere too much or dominate the wills of the mortals."
 
"And yet you walk through the unseen world," Hestia muttered.  "You have tread Celestia, the physical world, and the spirit realm!  You have no actual limits like I do!"
 
"Ah, now I understand the reason for your bitterness!" Michael nodded.  "You are angry that you can not use more of your powers in order to help your mortals."
 
"If I had your power, the Dungeon would be destroyed," Hestia grumbled.

 "It wouldn't be divine punishment if you and the others destroyed the Dungeon yourselves, would it?" Michael smiled.  "Besides, even if you were given back your powers, it wouldn't be enough to take down Enyo."

 Hestia flinched at the name and looked down in despair, tears welling in her eyes.  "Is… is there really nothing we could have done?"
 
"Zeus and Hera were defeated, and they had more power than any of you so-called 'gods,'" Michael stroked his beard slowly.  "To the Far North, Odin (7) has been struck down by the dragons.  Thor (8) has made his attempt at mounting regroup and defense of (9) Asgard, but he is quickly losing numbers.  The adventures of Asgard need aid from Orario, I imagine."
 
"Orario is not as strong as Asgard!" Hestia frowned.  "Even if we do have an adventurer ranked at level seven, and a few ranked at level six, Orario does not have the number of first-class adventures that Asgard does!"
 
"Even if that is true, Asgard does not have much of a choice," Michael argued calmly.  "Orario has the numbers that Asgard needs."
 
"So, ask Ares!" Hestia cried.  "He has more than enough soldiers to hold the dragons back!"
 
"Enough soldiers, yes," Michael nodded.  "But, none of those soldiers are powerful enough to contain those dragons.  You know what they actually are.  Not even the Dungeon has such power inside it, with the exception of Enyo."

 "The Dungeon has enough power to overrun the world if its seal were ever broken," Hestia mumbled with despair.  "The dragons of the far North are powerful, I agree, but they are few in number."

 "And the Ancient Dragons, those fallen gods, are fewer," Michael said bluntly.  "Yet, they will still be an unstoppable force against forces of Asgard and all the world if they are not stopped.  If they reach Orario, their power will break the seal of the Dungeon regardless if Enyo reveals herself or not.  Their forces combined?  Only the intervention of the High God would stop their wrath."

 "Then why not petition Celestia?" Hestia trembled under Michael's gaze.

 "Those still in Heaven?" Michael stroked his beard.  "I imagine your kin loves their excitement too much to lift their fingers to save the Lower World.  Still, the Legions of the High God have been watching carefully."
 
"But you won't do anything," Hestia's heart sank as she trembled even more.  But Michael simply smiled at the beautiful goddess.

 "I'm doing something now," Michael replied before taking a sip of his tea.  "I'm warning my friend.  Let not your heart be troubled.  It is not your Familia I will be directing to Asgard."

 Hestia felt tremendous relief when she heard those words.  Bell would not have to fight a futile war against an enemy that rivaled the gods in raw power.  Yet, she still felt fear in bottom of her heart.  Seeing Michael only meant that doom would come shortly after, and that doom often meant death.  When he was not presiding over the Helen Legion, he traveled the spirit realm to collect the dead.  When he was not collecting the dead, and he most often was, he would show himself to mortals to warn of coming disasters.  Always Michael would disappear almost as soon as he would appear, and always would that disaster come and mortals would have no memory of him.  But the gods remembered, and feared his wanderings more than all monsters of world combined.
 
When Hestia was a young goddess, and still dwelt in Celestia, she would see Michael to hear of the stories of his travels and those of mortals.  She always loved his adventures and hoped that she could one day form a Familia to share the stories of their adventures with him.  Even though her Familia had done wonders already, it was still small and she thought she couldn't yet compare to the stories Michael brought to her.  Mortals fascinated her, and she had grown to love them through Michael's stories.  But Bell she fell in love with, and she refused to lose him to the doom that followed Michael's footsteps.
 
"Michael," Hestia started slowly, "why did you come see me first if you were going to find a different Familia to go to Asgard?"

 "Why?" Michael echoed.  He smiled mysteriously before standing from the chair.  He gripped his staff and it seemed to Hestia that the room grew darker as he grew taller.  But, when he reached his full height, the light came back to the room as quickly as it had fled.  "My dear Hestia, you are the Lady of Hearth and Home.  If the mortals cannot depend upon you for rest and warmth in the days ahead, then their doom shall be cold, lonely, and bitter."
 
And after his words passed his lips, he tapped the end of his staff upon the floor and vanished from Hestia's sight.  Slowly, the goddess slipped from her chair and sank to her knees.  Tears formed in her eyes as she clenched her fists on the floor.

"No….  Don't take him," she whispered to the now lonely room.  "Don't take Bell away from me."

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1.  Gaia: In Greek mythology, Gaia was mother of the Titans and grandmother of the Greek gods.  She is also called "Mother Earth."

2. a.  The Golden Apples: In Greek mythology, the "golden apple" was a fruit made by the Greek gods (Eris, in particular) and protected by a multiheaded dragon known as the Hydra.  Hercules defeated this monster and obtained the apple as one of his quests for the atonement of slaughtering his family.  Later, this apple was used by Eris in order to start a chain of events that led to the Trojan War.
b.  In Judeo-Christian text, the "forbidden fruit" was the instrument by which humanity was cut off from God/paradise.  Interestingly enough, the ancient Hebraic word for "apple" and the word for "evil" were similar.

3. Sheol: A Hebrew word for "the grave."  Sheol is believed to be where souls go after death.  Even though the word is also known to mean "the abyss," Sheol is more related to the Roman Catholic concept of "Purgatory," otherwise known as a "limbo."  When the Hebrew Bible was translated into Greek after Alexander's conquest of the ancient world, Sheol became the word "Hades."  While Hades also means "the grave," or, "land of the dead," it took on the more fearful meaning of the word "hell," or "prison."

4. In Judeo-Christian text, "the North" was where Satan made his throne in the world.  The text suggests that it was in the furthest north of the world.  The text also highly suggests that Satan was draconic in appearance, some text often associating him with the Leviathan, calling him a "sea serpent."  In this text, of course, Satan is painted as having the desire to rule over the world out of sheer envy.

5. a.  Enyo Eris:  Enyo and Eris are two different goddesses in Greek mythology but are of a similar domain.  The two were part of a group of three that were all ruling over the domain of war, the third being the Greek god "Victor."  Eris was considered the goddess of discord, and Enyo was simply a goddess of war.  While it is obvious what Victor was associated with, Eris and Enyo were slightly more obscure.  Eris did not require war as part of her primary domain, but anything that would require people at odds with one another, meaning she delighted in any form of chaos.  Enyo, however, wanted war for the sake of war.  Her delight was in bloodshed and the ruin of all things.  In theory, while Eris was certainly the more cunning and manipulative, Enyo was clearly the crueler and eviler.  While, of course, Victor was associated with war as his primary domain, it could be said that order was his true domain through "survival of the fittest."  This idea also applies to the concept of "peace through strength," as achieving peace was victory in and of itself.
b.  In Judeo-Christian text, Satan is referred to as an angel of light, ("Lucifer" being the Hebraic word for the meaning,) a devourer, and "the destroyer."  However, unlike Enyo of Greek mythology, Satan delights in the destruction of all things through manipulation rather than destroying everything simply because it is there.  It is interesting to note, however, that Hebraic text paints Satan, when calling him the "devil," as a kind of prosecuting attorney, wanting the destruction of souls by naming off evil deeds.

6. "Helen" is the Greek word for "Greek."  In Judeo-Christian text, the angel, Michael, was referred to as a supernatural military leader who was the assigned spiritual steward-regent over Greece.

7. Odin is the king of the Norse gods.  According to Norse mythology, he sacrificed one of his eyes to obtain knowledge and wisdom.  He got what he wanted, but he also received the knowledge that the Norse gods (and the world) were doomed die at the hands of the evil Frost Giants.  Odin is associated with ravens, one of the wisest of birds.

8. Thor is the son of Odin in Norse mythology.  He was the wielder of the divine hammer, Mjöllnir, which is the most feared weapon in Norse mythology.  Thor and his hammer are associated with thunder.

9. "Asgard," in Norse mythology, is the city of the Norse gods.  It is also the highest branch of Yggdrasil, "The World Tree," which separates the cosmos into nine realms.  From Asgard, Odin could see all of the activities of the nine realms.

Orario is not the only city to stand facing the threat of monsters.  To the far North, the ancient city of Asgard stands vigil over the Dragon Valley, home of powerful monsters like that in the Dungeon itself.  With the death of Odin, and the destruction of the Odin Familia, certain powers both within the Lower World and outside the Lower World are moving.  And in the center of it all, Bell Cranel must become the hero he has always dreamed to be.

When they took a look at what was on the other side, the three were extremely surprised.

"What is this?" Hermione asked. 

The room was pitch black and the three were hesitant to go inside. 

"What if this is a hole?" Kristine asked. "We're going to die from the fall," 

"I don't think we have a choice," Chris said. "This is the only door we found since we've been stuck here,"

The two were still reluctant to go inside. 

"I'll go inside," Chris said. "If I fall then I fall. If we don't go in, we'll eventually go crazy from just walking without a set destination," 

Before the girls could say anything, Chris went inside the room. 

"It's not a hole," Chris said. "Just come inside," 

Hermione and Kristine looked at each other and slowly went inside the room. The door quickly closed behind them and when Hermione and Kristine both went to find the door, they couldn't. The three now were surrounded in complete darkness. 

"Great! The door disappeared and we have no light as well," Kristine said. "See if we can use mag-"

Before Kristine could finish, the room started to change. Torches started to appear from the sides which started to illuminate the room. 

There was now a marble floor with limestone round pillars around the three. In front of the three was a huge limestone statue of a naked middle-aged man being held up by chains.

"Whoa, what is all this?" Chris asked as he started to walk around the room. Aside from the torches, statue, and pillars, there was nothing else in the room. 

Suddenly the diary in Hermione's arm started to vibrate.

"Chris! Kristine! The diary is reacting to something," Hermione said. 

"Quickly open the diary," Chris said. Hermione opened the diary and on the page after the riddle, words started to form. 

Release the chains of the one that saved humanity. Give freedom to the one that has suffered never-ending pain for millenniums. Shout his name loudly to free him. However, do it fast as today will be the last for this great hero of fire.

"Great hero of fire?" Kristine asked. "That could mean anyone. There were many figures in both history and mythology that discovered or created fire,"

"The work looks very familiar," Hermione said. "Not the statue itself, but the material and the looks of it look very similar," 

"Greek statues!" Chris shouted. "This looks like something the Greeks would make. Limestone is also material that ancient Greek used to use a lot," 

"So is this supposed to be a king or an important historical figure?" Kristine asked. 

"No, Greeks usually made statues of their gods so I think we're dealing with Greek mythology here," Hermione said. "However, there's so much mythology and I don't know that much about it. All I know are only the names of the big Gods and some stories like Pandora, King Midas, and Hercules," 

"Then this might be Hephaestus. He's the god of fire I believe," Chris said. "I'll shout his name," 

Chris walked to the front of the statue and was now only a couple feet away. 

"Hephaestus!" Chris shouted. However, nothing happened.

"It was wrong?!" Chris exclaimed confusedly as he went back to where Hermione and Kristine was. "But there's no other god of fire," 

"Chris I don't think it's as simple of just a god of fire," Hermione said. "There has to be more to this man's story. Otherwise, it would just say god instead of hero,"

"I don't know anyone heroes in Greek mythology that could control fire. Do you know any Kristine?"

"I think I've heard of one," Kristine said. "Mother once told me about Hercules and his 12 quests. She didn't tell me much because she said a lot of it was too scary for me, but she told about a story where there was a titan named Atlas who held up the sky without any help. Hercules asked Atlas to get him a golden apple which was his quest and told Atlas that he would hold up the sky for him. Well blah blah blah, the story ends with Hercules tricking Atlas. Well when my mother used to tell me some stories like this, she would sometimes say random facts and in this case, she had a random fact for me. She said that Atlas had a brother named Prometheus who had something to do with fire, but I don't remember if that's him,"

"Prometheus..." Chris mumbled as he went deep into thought. 

'System can I buy a book on Greek mythology from the store?' Chris asked.

[As this is part of the Diary's riddle, you can only buy it for 15% of your Galleon. Would you like to purchase it?]

'Of course not, you scammer!' Chris exclaimed as he immediately pushed the thought aside. 'Alright I guess I'll have to try remembering,'

"Oh yes! I remember Prometheus!" Hermione exclaimed. 

"You do?!" Chris shouted excitedly. 

"Yeah, it was something I read for a bit of fun. I forgot about him since I read it so long ago. Prometheus was also a titan who was good at tricking people. He also made humans on Zeus' order and started to like humans since he didn't really even like the gods in the first place. Well basically, he tricked every gods and goddesses and stole Hephaestus' fire and gave it to man. He was punished by Zeus and was chained to a rock while eagles ate up his insides. I stopped reading after that," Hermione said.

"He gave humanity fire which is the best technology mankind had. This should count as being a hero," Chris said. "Alright I'll shout Prometheus,"

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The next moment, Cao Cao opened his eyes and found himself back in the temple.

I am back.

Cao Cao turned to look at the statue of Osiris again and recalled back to a conversation slightly before he returned.

- - - - -
"There is another thing I wish to ask of you."

"What is it, Holy Spear Wielder?"

"How does the Underworld work exactly? When humans pass on."

"When humans die, their souls will return to their resting place. That differs between every mythology. For example, those who believe in our Egyptian Mythology will return to the Duat while those who believe in Buddhism will return to theirs. Likewise for the Greek Mythology. Every Underworld is ruled by different Gods and Transcendental Beings. While I rule over the afterlife in the Egyptian Mythology, other Gods rule over theirs. The Greek Mythology has quite a few; such as Tartarus, Erubus, Nyx and Hades. From the Norse Mythology, we have Hel while Great King Enma is associated with Buddhism and the Hindu Mythology. Angra Mainyu is also a God related to Zoroastrianism."

"I see. So that's how it works. Then, let me ask you next, before you send me back. Does the legend of the River Styx works?"

Upon hearing that, Osiris put on a serious expression.

"You are not planning to...--"

Osiris countered his face as he started speaking.

"The River Styx. A Principal River in the Greek Mythology that forms a border between the Underworld and the land of the living, named after the Goddess Styx, daughter of Oceanus and Tethys. Including the Acheron (river of pain), the Lethe (river of forgetfulness), the Phlegethon (river of fire), and the Cocytus (river of wailing), they converge at the center of the Underworld. The Gods from the Greek Mythology use it to swear oaths upon and originated when Zeus declared that every oath would be sworn upon Styx for allying with the Gods against the Titans. But, what you want to know is not this right?"

"That's right. As a God of the Underworld yourself, I want to know whether it actually works."

"Achilles, the son of Peleus and Thetis, known as the greatest of all Greek heroes who took part in the Trojan war. According to myths and stories composed long after the Iliad, Thetis was extraordinarily concerned about her baby son's mortality. Some say that the sea-goddess tried anointing him with ambrosia every night and slowly burning away his immortality by the fireside. After that, she bathed her son as an infant, in the waters of the River Styx, which were said to confer the invulnerability of the Gods, in hopes of making him immortal. And, he did. However, she gripped him tightly by the foot as she dipped him into the river–so tightly that the water never touched his heel. As a result, Achilles was invulnerable everywhere but there. That is where the legend of Achilles heel came from. Certainly, the River Styx will allow one to gain a body that could rival a God. Many of those who try this method however, only meet death as a result. Furthermore, you are only a human descended from a hero. Even if you blessed with the Holy Spear, your body may not be able to handle the River Styx. No doubt, it would lead to certain death--"

"But, if you do manage to survive the ordeals of the Styx, your body would have the same physique of a God. Even if you can't become a God, your body will have the strength of one."

"That's all I need to know--"

"After all, I don't wish to become a God."

- - - - -
Cao Cao finally left the temple.

However, before he could do anything else, he needed to settle the issue that Osiris gave him in exchange for returning him back.

Suddenly--

With his keen senses regained after getting back his past memories, Cao Cao sensed something approaching him at a very fast rate.

Enemy attack!

A black shadow leaped out in an ambush.

Cao Cao took a back step while a beam of light streaked out from the mouth of his Spear.

The first and second slash carved up the black shadow roughly into pieces.

'beshari,' with a wet sound, the thing that was cut by Cao Cao fell on the surface.

"...What is this?"

Cao Cao spontaneously groaned when he saw the dead body of the thing that attacked him.

The thing that was ceasing to function there was a grotesque organism.

If he expressed it strongly, the organism was a lot of tentacles that were bundled together like a bouquet of flowers. The tentacles were attached with countless suction pads for the sake of capturing its prey. The root of this thing was a bloodshot eyeball, rough breaths were released from it's tusked lips.

It resembled an octopus, but it looks slimy in pink color, it's size was around the size of one person. It was liked a byproduct of a failed experiment.

Could this be...

Cao Cao had a faint clue on the origins of this unknown creature.

The existence of such an eerie organism--

Cthulhu Mythos...

Strictly speaking, Cthulhu Mythos is an [original setting] that was created by an author named Lovecraft for the purpose of spinning a story.

Lovecraft's fellow authors also shared this and wrote their work using this setting, the world view of this work was developed rapidly, finally it turned into a large scale systematic world that was fitting to be called a Mythology. 

However, in the end, it was supposed to be nothing more than a setting for the purpose of literary creation.

This was because the soul of the world was shaped by the magnified human's mind, only Gods whose existence could possibly be interpreted by humans are allowed to exist.

Someone had chosen to artificially create such a being while knowing it's origins...

All the clues pointed to one thing.

The Longinus that was said to be able to create countless monsters with it's ability and the creatures were created based on the user's imagination.

Annihilation Maker...

So that Kid is here.

Uranus

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Uranus was a primal Greek god, symbolising the sky. According to Hesiod's Theogony, he was born by Gaea alone. Other sources say that his parents were Gaea and Chaos, or Gaea and Aether.

Uranus and Gaea had many children; the twelve Titans, three Cyclopes, and three Hecatoncheires. Hating his children, Uranus banished them to Tartarus, inside Gaea. Gaea was infuriated and created a diamond sickle, which she gave to Cronus, one of the Titans. Cronus found his father and castrated him in his sleep; from the blood that fell on the earth, the Erinnyes, the Giants and the Meliads were born; while from the sperm that fell into the sea, Aphrodite was born. Thus ended the reign of Uranus, and Cronus became the new ruler of the universe.

See Also: Gaea, Titans, The Creation, Cronus

Uranus Is also called Caelus, Ouranos.
Gaea

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Gaea was a primal Greek goddess, one of the deities that governed the universe before the Titans. She symbolised the Earth, and was the mother of everything.

According to one version, Gaea, along with Chaos and Eros, coexisted during the creation of the world. Another version has it that the three of them were born out of the Cosmic Egg, which itself was created out of nothingness. Hesiod then tells us that from the union of Gaea and Chaos - and supported by Eros - Uranus was born. Gaea and Uranus gave birth to the Giants, the Titans, Oceanus and the whole world. At that point, Uranus decided to stop Gaea from creating anything else and sent his children inside her; Gaea was infuriated and allied with one of her Titan sons, Cronus, managing to overthrow Uranus. However, due to the cruelty of Cronus and his determination to remain on the throne, Gaea assisted Zeus in overthrowing Cronus, which marked the end of the age of the Titans.

See Also: Titans, Uranus, Cronus, Zeus, The Creation

Gaea Is also called Terra, Gaia, Gi, Ge.

Thanatos

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Thanatos was the daemonic representation of death in Ancient Greek mythology (daemonic here is used with its classical meaning, which refers to benevolent or benign nature spirits). He did not play a major part in Greek mythology and rarely appeared in any stories, as he was mostly displaced by Hades, the god of the Underworld.

He was the son of Nyx (the Night) and Erebos (the Darkness), while his twin brother was Hypnos (the Sleep). Other siblings of Thanatos and Hypnos included Geras (old age), Eris (strife), Nemesis (retribution), Apate (deception) and Charon (the boatman that led the souls to the Underworld).

Thanatos was believed to be merciless and indiscriminate, and both mortals and gods hated him. However, he could sometimes be outsmarted. In a myth, Thanatos was told by Zeus to chain King Sisyphus in the Underworld, as it was time for him to die. Sisyphus managed to chain Thanatos in his own fetters, thus protecting all mortals from dying while the god was chained. In the end, god Ares, angry that at the wars he waged noone died, freed Thanatos and gave Sisyphus to him.

See Also: Hades, Nyx, Erebos, Hypnos, Eris, Nemesis

Thanatos Is also called Thanatus, Mors, Letus, Letum.

Nyx

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Nyx was a primordial deity in Greek mythology that preceded the Titans and the Olympians, and was the personification of the night. She was the daughter of Chaos, out of which all creation originated, and the sister of Erebus, Gaea and Tartarus. She was married to Erebus and had a number of children, including Nemesis (retribution), Hypnos (sleep), Thanatos (death), Geras (old age), Eris (strife) and Charon (the boatman who brought the souls of the dead to the gates of the underworld). According to Hesiod, Nyx's home was in Tartarus, along with her children Hypnos and Thanatos.

See Also: Chaos, Erebus, Gaea, Tartarus

Nyx Is also called Nox.
Europa

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Europa was initially a Cretan moon goddess, who was incorporated into the Greek mythology as a virgin Phoenician princess. She was the daughter of the King Agenor of Sidon and Europe was named after her.

She had an affair with Zeus, which Hera never learned about and therefore, never tried to pursue Europa to punish her. One night, Europa dreamed of two continents, which had taken the forms of women, arguing over her. Asia maintained that since Europa had been born in Asia, she belonged to her. The other continent, which was nameless, said that her birth was not important and that Zeus would give Europa to her. Disturbed by the dream, Europa woke up in the early hours and did not go back to sleep. She summoned her companions, who were all daughters of nobility and of her age. It was a beautiful day and they went off gathering flowers by the sea. Zeus noticed this charming group, particularly Europa, who was the prettiest of the maidens. According to some sources, Eros induced him into action with one of his arrows, although Zeus never really needed much persuasion. In any case, Zeus appeared to the group in the form of a white bull, one that was more beautiful than any other; a bull that smelled of flowers and lowed beautifully; a bull so obviously gentle that all the maidens rushed to stroke and pet it. The bull laid down in front of Europa and she slid onto its back. Instantly, the bull charged off, plunging into the sea, and began to swim rapidly from the shore. Europa saw that a procession had joined them, Nereids riding dolphins, Triton blowing his horn, even Poseidon. From this, she realized that the bull must be a god and she pleaded to pity her. Zeus spoke to her and explained his love. He took her to Crete, where he had been raised, and promised her that she would bear him many famous sons. Her sons included Minos and Rhadamanthus.

See Also: Zeus, Hera, Minos, Rhadamanthus

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I got goose bumps as I heard the words that came out of the constellation's mouth. Those who were crazy about stories ate the stories. This was the nature of constellations.

[Death is the end of the story. Just as a cow that has become a steak can't revive, the dead can't revive. Their story is finished.]

"I know there are exceptions."

[They are false folklore. There are no exceptions.]

It was a lie. There was a saying for this in Greek mythology. "Can you swear on the Styx River?"

She naturally couldn't swear. For the first time, anger filled Persephone's expression.

[...The soul you believe in is just a crude lump of a story.]

"I want that crude lump of a story."

[A person who looks backwards in the Underworld will feel regret. You need to understand that the time has passed.]

If she was taking such a hard line then I had to use the trump card I had saved.

"Queen-nim. Time isn't necessarily about 'going forward.' I thought you knew that."

At this moment, the world turned grey. A vast killing intent filled the whole hall. For a moment, I felt that I had seen Persephone's essence. My mouth didn't open but I wanted to scream.

Souls didn't exist? Wasn't it my soul that was feeling creeped out right now? Sweat dripped down my back as the killing intent disappeared. 

Persephone smiled like nothing had happened. [Huhu... how interesting. As expected from the child that Olympus calls a singularity.]

Her small was subtly different from before. I could feel it without speaking. From now on, I could get to my goal.

"I know it isn't just that. I have seen the Giant Soldier in development in Tartarus. If you make a deal with me, you can shorten the time it takes to use it..."

[That is the story. Gigantomachia is an important issue but the Giant Soldier can be completed on time without your help.]

I was speechless for a moment. She was a truly formidable goddess. It was Persephone's turn.

[However, I might consider this deal if you tell me how you know the information...]

"It is difficult. To be honest, I don't know how to explain it."

I felt sorry for Shin Yoosung but this wasn't possible. My plans for the future were finished if I revealed this. Persephone gazed into my eyes to gauge the truth of my answer. Then she muttered in a strange voice.

[Indeed, ■■■ ■■■...]

...What? The next second, the messages of the constellations exploded in my ears.

[The constellation Prisoner of the Golden Headband is doubting his ears.]

[The constellation Demon-like Judge of Fire's eyes have widened.]

[The constellation Scribe of Heaven points out the Queen's rashness.]

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is immersed.]

Persephone frowned.

[The uninvited guests should stay quiet.]

I asked with a shocked expression,

"What did you say just now?"

[Ah, it isn't a big deal.]

I was really confused.

...■■■?

I couldn't pronounce it properly but her words sounded like filtered information. It generally happened with information not made public yet in the scenario. However, the filtering wasn't triggered if a person already knew the information.

It didn't make sense. There was information I didn't know despite reading all of Ways of Survival? No, maybe...

[I'm sorry but I'll end the entertainment here. I have no reason to make the deal with you. I can use other methods to find out your information.]]

The light reflected in a creepy manner off the knife. I didn't feel like knowing why.

[I keep thinking this but... you look delicious.]

Persephone suddenly approached and grabbed my chin. I refrained from pushing back my chair and smiled.

"Will you be able to handle the storm that will occur if you harm an incarnation in the middle of the scenario?"

[Hrmm. You are disrespectful. Do you think I can't afford this probability?]

"The constellations watching me also won't tolerate it."

Persephone laughed. [Do you think the king will be afraid of such trivial constellations?]

Of course, Hades deserved to be this arrogant. Still, the word 'trivial' shouldn't be used in such a way.

[The constellation 'Prisoner of the Golden Headband' swings his rod as if he has been provoked.]

[The constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' pulls out her sword with cold eyes.]

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is excited and encouraging the situation.]

Persephone also pulled out her power.

[I see. Do you want to try it now?]

The ceiling of the hall started to fill with dark clouds. Red and blue sparks occurred like a thunderstorm and white flames spread throughout the banquet hall. This was the battle between constellations.

A huge aura rose from Persephone's symbolic body. I would explode if this continued.

I calmly opened my mouth. "You said you liked stories."

The atmosphere of the constellations softened for a moment at my words.

"Then how about a different deal?"

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is listening to your words.]

Persephone stared at me.

"If you help me, I will show you the most interesting story in the world. A story that is incomparable to the steak you just ate."

[Does that mean I can eat it?]

"If you like gourmet meals, I think no more meals are needed. This story will be enough."

Persephone noticed what I was trying to say and laughed.

[...Are you planning to take the money without letting me eat?]

"I will let you have a taste. However, if you eat me now, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

[Why?]

"You would think it would've been more delicious if I hadn't eaten it."

Persephone looked intrigued.

[...How can you be so sure?]

"I can stand against time-defying beings without a sponsor."

Persephone's eyes shook lightly.

"I have destroyed a returnee and prevented disasters without the help of the god of this world. And so far, only five scenarios have passed."

Persephone's bit her lower lip in a tantalizing manner.

"As a living soul, I entered the Underworld and encountered you like this. Aren't you curious about what I will do in the future?"

[You speak very well. But...]

Persephone lowered her gaze and continued.

[It doesn't seem to be a deal?]

"You can call it a courtship."

[...Huh?]

I smiled.

"I'm serious. I'll show you stories you have never seen before and stories that you can't endure wondering about."

Maybe it was wrong to think about making deals with constellations. They were those bound by eternity. They couldn't make serious deals with trivial incarnations. If so, it was better to say ridiculous and far-fetched things. At the very least, it would make an impression.

Like all myths, the gods were more moved by a handful of sincere words than a hundred words of deceit. In fact, Persephone's expression wasn't bad at all.

[Hrmm, it is difficult. This is why males are...]

"Of course, it isn't courting you but courting the Father of the Rich Night."

Persephone's eyes widened at my words and she burst out laughing. She stepped away from me and slowly crossed her legs to sit on the table. Her coy eyes swept over my body.

[How interesting.]

It was frightening that she was posing like this with Yoo Sangah's body. Persephone stared into the dark air and slowly closed her eyes. It was only a moment but it felt like hours of heavy silence. I was about to choke on the weight of the silence when she spoke.

[I'll give you a task.]

It finally came.

[You want to show me an interesting story? If you succeed, I will let you find the soul you want.]

Then a system message popped up.

[A new hidden scenario has been activated.]

There were a few myths that came to mind when I heard her words. That reminded me, Hercules performed something called the '12 Tasks.' Persephone's eyes shone.

[I want to see it once. The children of Olympus often do it but I haven't been able to watch it since meeting my king.]

"What task is it?"

[Your task is to cut off the head of the snake.]

"...Snake? Do you mean the snake with multiple heads?" I asked in a slightly timid voice.

It was because 'that snake' was a 2nd grade monster. Persephone shook her head.

[I'm not talking about the hydra. Only Hercules can kill it. The snake you have to kill is somewhere else.]

"However, I can't go far because of the scenario."

[Don't worry. The snake will be wherever you go.]

Persephone lightly flicked her fingers and a screen popped up in the empty air. There was the message that the channel was connected and I realized what this screen was.

...Was this how the constellations watched us? A vast green forest filled the entire screen. It wasn't long before I figured out what this place was. It was the stage for the sixth scenario that was about to start. Wait a minute. What was this?

「 Ahjussi, pull out some of the wood over there and make a place to rest. Aren't you good at that? 」

「 I'm not good at clearing land. Dumb female. 」

I stared at the screen. The two people were the missing Gong Pildu and Han Sooyoung. How was this possible? The sixth scenario hadn't started yet? I could feel Persephone staring at me.

[How about it? Do you want to try it? It might be hard but it is a worthy task.]

I recovered my spirit. I could sense the 'snake' that Persephone wanted me to kill. I slowly nodded.

***

The incarnation left and darkness came to the hall.

Persephone remained alone, staring at the rest of the feast before opening her mouth.

[Clear it away. It doesn't taste good.]

Hands appeared in the darkness and quickly took away the plates. Persephone watched as the food went straight into the garbage can. Sword master, SSS-grade hunter, 10th circle magician...

She was already tired of these delicious tastes. Then a voice came from the darkness.

-Persephone. Why did you do that?

It was like the space itself was talking.

[Oh, my shy husband is finally talking.]

-I asked you why.

[Hades, you wanted this.]

-I never said that.

Persephone stared into the darkness.

[You rarely like incarnations. I think you particularly like that child. Am I mistaken?]

-Why do you think so?

[It was because you didn't kill him when he entered the Underworld.]

The darkness was silent for a moment.

[You always felt envious that Zeus had Hercules. This time, I read a bit of your mind.]

Persephone looked down at her hands for a moment before making a fist.

[Honestly, it was amazing. There were some constellations I couldn't afford to go against. They are all chasing after one incarnation...]

A screen appeared in the darkness. However, the channel's signal was unstable and the video didn't appear immediately. The darkness gazed at the screen and opened its mouth.

-There will soon be signs of the later days.

The later days. Persephone listened to these words and opened her mouth with a mixture of distrust, doubt and anxiety.

[...Will the later days really come?]

-Perhaps.

[You will still be with me at that time right?]

Hades didn't answer. The warm darkness just carefully wrapped around her symbolic body. Persephone felt the darkness and said.

[I am very excited to see what story that kid will show me.]

Her eyes watched as Kim Dokja moved through the darkness to leave the Underworld. Kim Dokja moved forward without looking back.

Persephone laughed lightly, as if he was cute.

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The stories and legends of Greek Mythology have always been passed down orally and it gave the younger generation after Ancient Greece to learn from it. Even the Romans adapted the Greek myths into their version.
But we all know that Greek Mythology was something to be listened to because there was something that we can learn and teach others about knowledge. The myths were used to explain the creation of the universe that we know, the relationships that might go wrong, and do not be arrogant or you will face the consequences.
Sure, Ancient Greece civilization has ended but the myth lived on.
And who knows, you might encounter the Greek Gods themselves if they ever reincarnated as mortals in this modern era.
*~*~*~*~*
I have always been fascinated with the Greek myths since I was a little kid. I don't know why but Hephaestus, The God of Forges and Fire, was very appealing to me. I kind of wished that he would not be only the myth that people have always been saying.
And I should have known that be careful what you wish for.
My name is Elise Gallo and this is my encounter with Greek myth in the flash.
It was a Wednesday morning when I was sitting across the tombstone that was engraved for my father. I was still in shock when I cannot think of anything. I just got back from the grocery when I saw that my father was staying still in his chair and he was not breathing. I cried after that when I was talking to the 911 and I was still am.
I felt the tears that were running down my cheeks when I was looking at the epitaph that they engraved for my father.
'Here lies a legend, a blacksmith, a brother and a father to a loving daughter,'
I was looking at the epitaph that they had for my mother as well. I was all alone now. I don't know why I felt empty but it was never like this before.
Not when I left him when I know he would be pissed with me.
I was nodding at people that were talking to me when I was looking at the two tombstones of my parents. I don't know what I was doing right now but I was just responding to their kind words and encouragement.
It's not like it will do any good for me anyway. Just a little gesture for I am an orphan now.
The rain came and I was looking into the sky as the clouds were mundane and I was sighing in the rain as I was closing my eyes and I let them soaked into my skin.
"I guess I have to figure out on my own now," I mumbled before I was leaving from the graveyard as I don't even notice that I was being watched from afar.
A few days later, there was another shocking news that my father left me. I was in my home with my solicitor that was going over my father's business. But mostly, it was his debt.
"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" I asked the solicitor before I was putting the tea in front of him. He was clearing his throat again before he was reading off the papers that the bank was sending to my father, but now it felt down on me.
"It stated that your father, bless his soul, was in debt with the bank for 200,000 euros," he said as I was blinking before I was leaning against the chair. This cannot be the end of my life right now. What about the house and mortgage?
"Is that the mortgage of this house or was it something else?" I asked him before he was pulling another paper and I felt my stomach turned.
Good Lord!
"Well, that was the loan alone that your father was asking from the bank, excluding the mortgage on the house and the shop," the solicitor said as I was gulping the dry lump that was in my throat right now.
"And the total for all of them?" I asked him as I was crossing my fingers.
Please let it be bearable, please let it be bearable!
"Well, based on this calculation, it was almost 500,000 euros that you need to come up at the end of the month or you will become homeless," the solicitor said as I was rubbing my face. Oh God! I don't have that kind of money laying around in my savings.
"So, what are you planning to do to pay all of these debts, Elise?" The solicitor asked me as I was taking a deep breath right now.
Breathe in, breathe out. And let go.
I was staring at the papers that the bank was giving to my father and I was trying to think of anything that might be helpful for us to come with a solution.
"The forge has not been active for years. I don't know if people would appreciate the good craftsmanship any much longer. If there was only a way to restore the forge…" the solicitor before I was remembering the ads that were showing there will be a competition for forgery and swords making. I think I can sign up for that.
"What if…I tell you that I have a solution for that?" I asked him as I was smiling at him. The solicitor was looking at me with his arched eyebrows.
"Ms. Gallo, I don't think that this was legit," the solicitor said as I was showing him the ads that I found in the town square.
"Why not?" I asked him as I was looking at the ads. It was legal enough for me with prizes of 1 million euros. The solicitor was shaking his head before he was looking at his watch.
"Shoot, I am late. I will come back tomorrow to talk about the other option," he said as he was packing up his briefcase.
"But what about—"
"Not another word, Elise. We will have something much better than this to think of a solution and you have an invitation to the Caprioli clan tonight since your father and their parents were close. You might as well keep the relationship going," the solicitor said as I was scoffing at him before I was looking at his retreating figure.
I was looking at the invitation to the wedding reception of Hermes and his bride. I sighed as I was closing my eyes before the familiar red hair was coming into my memory. I opened my eyes before I was blushing hard as I can feel the heat that was on my face.
"Not that person, Elise. You know that" I mumbled before I was taking my leave for the reception. I think this debt can be worried about another day.
For tonight I will dine and eat like a queen that I was.
Well, not the queen but not eating like a peasant than I was tonight. I will be roaming in the castle of Caprioli clan, the most prestigious family in Sicily. I sighed.
Who am I kidding? I am not their circle of friends. I am not a socialite. I am an orphan that has to deal with debts in her life. I guess I have to make sure that I blended in then.

6 Gods, 6 Women. What will happen when Fate brought them together?
We all know that the Ancient Greece myth will never die even when the civilization was gone. The influence of the myth can still be seen in today's modern world and it would be better if the Gods can see it with their eyes, right?
Meet Lena Ferranti, who was a curator at a museum that was in charge of the Ancient Greece exhibition when she met Zander, the eligible bachelor of Italian high society.
Then, meet Jenny who was a cat burglar but she got caught on the web when there was a new thief in town, Harriet who has a secret of his own.
Plus, meet Elise who was a struggling blacksmith when the demand for the handmade sword was depleting until Percival, the new blacksmith in town arrived and gave a little competition.
Also, meet Tammy, who was struggling to be an engineer until she met the new engineer that can make wonders with steel, Ryes.
Later, meet Gabriella who was struggling to manage her parents' vineyard until a new sommelier, Niles, was giving some tips for the vineyard for something in return for his service.
Lastly, meet Valeria who was a struggling musician until she met Loxias and asked him to teach her. Loxias agreed to do it but he asked for something in return which Valeria would be reluctant to give.
What happened when the ancient Gods reincarnated and fell in love with a mortal? Find out in these novellas!

Plot: Deciding enough is enough, Harry makes his way to Gringotts and finds out a few interesting things. Taking a portkey to his destiny, what antics will Harry get up to now?
Crossover: Harry Potter x Percy Jackson
Pairing: HPxZoe

Harry Potter scowled out of the window of his small room. It had been three weeks since he had seen Cedric's death and been dumped on his relatives with a pat on his back. Not one word had been spoken to him by the wizarding world since then, not one person had checked on Harry's mental health. For Christ's sake, he had just seen a friend murdered right before his eyes and no one was concerned? Harry knew that Dumbledore would most likely be involved in the politics of the wizarding world and the earliest he could see him was late this summer. It was a good thing that Harry hid his intelligence and some of his friendships from his so called best friends. He most likely would have stewed all summer and unleashed all of his pent up emotions in one go and then instantly forgiven one and all. That was probably his godfather's plan come to think of it. He knew that if his godfather had really wanted to, he would have contacted Harry. The man had contacted him when he had just escaped Azkaban and every Auror was out looking for him. The heat had died down considerably by now, so it was obvious that his godfather was ignoring him as well. Harry had given his friends and honorary family three weeks to contact him and four years to teach him about the wizarding world and his place in it. It was time for Harry to meet the goblins.

"Hello Dursleys," Harry greeted his family in the morning.

"What do you want boy, we've left you alone, now you're supposed to keep out of normal lives," Vernon spat.

"Indeed," Harry mused, "Which is why I've come to talk to you about getting your help to get me completely out of your hair for the summer if not the rest of our lives."

Vernon had almost interrupted his nephew when Harry had said he needed help, but now he was glad he didn't. Getting rid of his nephew for the rest of the summer, maybe life, oh Vernon wasn't going to pass this chance up. "Okay boy, what do you need?"

"A ride to London tomorrow and to be dropped off where I can get my school supplies. After that I will either be out of your hair, or I will need to return for a few day while everything is put together."

Vernon could barely contain his glee at the prospect, it wouldn't even be that far out of his way in the morning. "Very well Harry," He said shocking all those that were at the kitchen as Vernon rarely ever called Harry by his name. "I leave at 7:30 every morning so I expect you to be packed and ready to go tomorrow."

"Yes Uncle Vernon," Harry said and then backed out of the kitchen. Harry didn't want to push his luck and decided to start packing. The drive the next morning was silent and both occupants in the car were perfectly fine with that. No words were exchanged as Harry removed his trunk and owl cage from the car. Making his way into the Leaky Cauldron, Harry shrunk both the trunk and cage and pocketed them as he made his way to Gringotts. Since it was still rather early in the morning there were no visitors in the lobby of the bank, which made it quite simple for him to approach a teller.

"What do you want wizard?"

"I wish to speak to the representative of the People that manages the Potters account. I have much gold to spend and all can be spent at Gringotts."

This caught the attention of many of the goblins in the atrium. A wizard had just addressed their nation correctly and had promised a profit to Gringotts. This was quickly noticed by all as goblins loved a profit. "Very well Mr. Potter, I will summon your account manager for your business."

"Thank you master goblin."

It was only a few minutes later that Harry was escorted to the account manager's office as a surlier looking goblin looked down on him. "It's about time you've come to see me Mr. Potter, we were beginning to get annoyed at your ignoring of the letters we sent."

"Ah, then you must be another group that was blocked by the illegal owl ward that was placed on me by the oh so intelligent ministry of magic. Sorry about that. I have never received any correspondence from Gringotts and only the fact that I branched out with a few secret friends did I know that I had more than my trust vault."

"If this is true Mr. Potter then we must correct this wrongful act placed upon you. Drop a bit of you blood on here and we'll see what all Gringotts needs to do for you today."

Grabbing the offered dagger, Harry carefully cut his palm and allowed his blood to drop on the offered parchment. The blood was absorbed and for a few seconds, the parchment was left blank and then it began to write.

Harry James Potter Age: 15

Son of: Lily Potter (nee Evans) and James Potter

Heir of: Potter, Black, Peverell, Gryffindor families.

Magical core blocked 65% blocked: 40% Lily Potter, 25% Albus Dumbledore

Partial Metamorphous Talents 95% blocked

Natural Occulmency Barriers 100% blocked

Natural Parseltongue

Soul Leech Present

Illegal charms present: Tracking, Mail wards, blood wards

Legacy of Greek God: Zeus and Hermes

Legacy of Greek Goddess: Hecate and Nemesis

Harry stared at the parchment as he slowly digested the information in front of him. His anger was much at the blocks on his magic and the illegal wards, but what he was focused on was the confusion at the last two lines. "Oh Mr. Potter, I'm only sorry that you didn't meet me sooner as my days just got a lot more interesting," The goblin cackled. "So, I'm sure you have many questions, ask your first."

"What does it mean legacy of Greek gods?"

"Ah, I figured that would be your first one. Since you were raised by mundanes I assume one of your school lesson discussed the Greek Parthenon. Well, all those stories are real. They aren't the entire truth as many stories were mixed up through translation errors, but the gods and monsters are very much alive in this world."

"So you're saying that Ze…"

"Hold it Mr. Potter, names are powerful in the realm of Mythology and you would do well not to casually throw out names, especially those of the big three. That will just attract monsters nearby. But, yes Mr. Potter the Greek myths are alive and well today in America and I believe your next adventure awaits there."

"Very well, I learned just five years ago that there was a secret society hidden from non-magical folks, what's one more that I am thrust into?" Harry chuckled nervously. "Alright next question, what the hell is a soul leech?"

At this the goblin grew angry, and it did not help him in the beauty department, "Soul leeches are the vilest acts of magic you human wizards can make. It is a part of a whole soul that was split and to split your soul usually means the murdering of an innocent. This magic is what you would call a horcrux and no known human magic can get rid of the soul without destroying the container."

"And yet, you said human magic."

"Good, you caught that, I would not be doing business with a dunderhead. Goblins have a ritual that can remove the soul piece from you and also any other soul pieces made by the same person and destroy them. The good news for you is that we goblins do this service for free and the ritual will also remove all of your blocks and catch your body up to where it should be."

"Well, when can we start the ritual? I will pay for quick service."

"Who taught you the way of the goblins? You must have been taught for many of your contemporaries do not treat us the way we are supposed to be."

"Professor Flitwick at Hogwarts spoke of your customs and how to make the most of our time in Gringotts. He often spoke of what I was supposed to do while I sat in his office keeping up with my mundane school work. There was no better tutor for my maths. He's the only professor, other than Dumbledore that knows what I am doing."

"Ah," The goblin nodded, "Yes that would explain it. Of course, there would be no better than a goblin to explain numbers. Very well, come on they are preparing the ritual chamber now and will be ready when we arrive."

The ritual chamber was just an empty chamber. Compared to the grandstanding of the atrium and offices of Gringotts, it was honestly a bit of a letdown for Harry. Removing his clothes as he was instructed, Harry laid down in the center of the room as five goblin priests began chanting in their tongue. Nothing happened for a few minutes, leaving Harry feeling very foolish as he was lying on the ground and then suddenly he was wracked with pain. Most of his pain was centered on his forehead as wisps of green smoke began pouring out of his scar. A widespread pain wracked his body as the blocks on his magic were forced open and still Harry did not cry out. The goblins watching the ceremony were impressed by the threshold of pain Harry possessed. The smoke began pouring out and smoke also managed to come into the room notifying the goblins that there was more than one horcrux. When the green gas stopped pouring out of Harry and had formed with all that had entered the room, a quick fire spell and the soul pieces of Voldemort were gone. It was rather anticlimactic. Harry had passed out after the soul pieces were destroyed and as he was unconscious his body grew to the correct proportions.

"And all this before noon. I wonder what else he has planned!" His head accountant laughed. Pain and death was the sure way to get a goblin in a good mood.

Groggily Harry woke up and found himself clothed and laying on a rather comfortable bed. Wondering where he was Harry tried to lift his head, but found that his body was too stiff to move. "That ritual must have taken a lot out of me," Harry muttered. "Wait, the ritual! I'm in Gringotts!"

"Indeed you are Mr. Potter," The familiar voice of his Charms professor squeaked. Turning his head slightly Harry grinned as his favorite teacher sat on a rather comfy looking chair reading about the previous dueling tournament. "I'm glad to see you up Harry and I'm also glad you remembered my lesson on dealing with the People. Many goblins stopped and sung your praises my student."

"You took the time to teach me Professor, it was the least I could do to remember your teaching and reflect well on you."

"Would you believe that your mother said the exact same thing to me the summer before her seventh year? I will always be proud that I was able to teach one of the brightest witches ever and her son who comes close to her intelligence." A blissful smile made its way on to Harry's face at the short story of his older sister. Everybody had stories by the hundreds of James and although he loved his father, his mother was just as big in his heart as his father. Why the wizarding world and family friends seemed to be determined in only remembering Lily Evans as Lily Potter, Harry would never understand. Even McGonagall only spoke of his father when she claimed that Lily was her favorite.

"That is high praise Mr. Potter," His account manager said, he had completely escaped Harry's notice and was thankful he did not jump and make a fool of himself. "The People remember those who treated us with respect fondly and the late Mrs. Potter had our respect at the beginning of her second year." This grabbed a small chuckle both from Filius and Harry at the picture of the warrior race of the Nation bowing in respect to a twelve year old girl.

"Indeed, I must say Harry that this new look suits you. I had no idea how malnourished you really were." Harry had indeed grown thanks to the ritual performed. Instead of the underweight 5'6" kid that went in, Harry was now a healthy weight and stood at a respectable height of almost 6'. "I wish you had listened to me and come here after your second year."

"You know why I didn't Professor. Even though I am disenchanted with the wizarding world of Great Britain at least, I had hopes that one of my so called friends would come clean and help me. I'm sure Professor Dumbledore would have taught me if he could have gotten away from all of his many positions. But you live and you learn," Harry sighed, "Anyways, how long was I out?"

"It has been a day and a half since you entered our bank Mr. Potter, we invited Filius into the back when he arrived just few hours ago. Now, it is time to continue on with our meeting as time is money."

"Very well Master Goblin, what would you suggest be done next?"

"Harry if I may make a suggestion," Flitwick stepped in, "It might be prudent for you to have the People to invite the minister to a conference. The Daily Prophet has started a smear campaign against you an Albus. It has just started, so you may want to head it off quickly."

"Very well, Master Goblin can your Nation set up a meeting in one of you conference rooms, also can you invite Albus Dumbledore for as well, and he needs to arrive about half an hour earlier? Thank you, and now I would like to go over my accounts and I can also be planning my trip for the foreseeable future."

For the next hour figures were thrown at Harry that would make many men salivate at the wealth. With Harry's access to the modern world and the Goblin's ability to play the stock market, they tried to triple the wealth on a sixth of one of his vaults. They were interrupted when one of the goblin tellers came and informed them that Dumbledore was here.

"Professor Dumbledore, I am sorry to call you away from your work this summer, but there have been a few developments in regards to the war on Voldemort."

"Oh? My boy, do tell."

"Were you aware that I had a soul leech in my head?"

"Indeed I was Harry, and I have spent much of my free time for the last thirteen years looking for a way to remove it without you dying."

"Well, you can stop looking, for the Nation has gotten rid of my unwanted passenger and all of the dork lord's soul pieces. He is mortal now and I believe the People's shamans said that due to his core being so destabilized his followers and their families will be completely drained of their magic before he finally dies."

Dumbledore stared in shock that stretched for minutes as he slowly comprehended this tale. Finally Albus spoke again, "Harry, do you know what this means? The darkness of the world can finally be stamped out! Because you, with the help of the people of course, activated the ritual you shall inherit the vaults and seats on our government and board of governors at the school! Harry change is coming!" Dumbledore pulled Harry into a grandfatherly hug and wept tears of joy.

The two held each other in a family like embrace as both celebrated. Harry then spoke up, "The shamans said this process would take a year, two years tops before everything was said and done. Apparently I have a bit of destiny located in America with the Greek gods so, I am leaving for the summer and I don't know when I will be back. I will make it my mission to return when I can do the most good with my powers. Now, Minister Fudge will walk through these doors in a few minutes and I plan on getting rid of this smear campaign."

"Very well Harry, I know you have been hiding your intelligence so I will allow it. After this meeting I will go to retrieve a few books for you to study. When you return you need to be able to take your OWLS and NEWTS. Since you will be in the gods' domain, Lady Hecate will protect you from the magical detectors."

"Minister Fudge," Harry stated as Fudge strode into the conference room breaking preamble. "I called you here today so we can discuss this smear campaign you are supposedly working against me and Dumbledore."

"Now see here you brat I am the Minister of Magic!"

"And I am the boy-who-lived and Dumbledore has more political clout than you shall ever have. Let us remember who got rid of the last two dark lords. The goblins have proof that Voldemort could come back and we took care of all eventualities just yesterday, so I'm done. I want the smear campaign stopped so I can go on my summer vacation that could quite possibly extend for years without worry that when I come back I will be considered a nutter."

"What do you mean summer vacation?"

"I mean that I will be leaving the country. Every time I have brought it up with the members of the Nation they had grinned which has honestly unnerved me. If I like where they send me, there's no promises that I will come back to Britain for quite a few years. I cannot speak for Professor Dumbledore, but I am warning you that many of your pureblood buddies and their families will start to lose their magic if they were ever willingly allied with Voldemort. I will be back to claim those seats and Dumbledore has already agreed to help me change the world. I'm giving you notice, perhaps now would be a good time to retire and write a book to celebrate your successful career in politics."

"Cornelius, I agree with Mr. Potter quite heartily, but I know you will not listen to our advice. But, I shall warn you now that if you continue this smear campaign I will bring the ICW to investigate the ministry dealings. Leave us alone and we shall leave you alone."

"Very well," Fudge stated as he began to imagine the bad publicity from an investigation. "The newspaper will not bother you anymore, and we shall part ways here. Good day!"

Harry had to suppress a shiver as Fudge walked out which elicited a chuckle from Professor Flitwick as he walked into the room. "That is why no one but a politician can deal with a politician. Come and follow me." Flitwick led Harry down a series of paths and continued to talk as Dumbledore left to go get the books he had promised. "The People still won't tell you where you are going, but they have warned that wherever you are going, the potency of your Greek side will attract many of the mythological monsters of Greek stories. Because of this you have been granted a rare honor in using one of the Nation's time chambers. A day on the outside translates to just over six months inside. Your ancestors left you celestial bronze weapons in your vaults which is what is required for you to kill these monsters. These six months, will be under the tutor of me and another of the People as we train you in swordsmanship, archery, and dueling skills with your magic."

By now the two of them had reached a large door with a carving of an hourglass etched into it. There was also a pack for Harry containing the weapons that Filius had spoken of and some clothes that had been ordered the previous day by the goblins, for a fee of course. "Are you ready Harry?"

Taking a breath and shouldering the pack Harry nodded as the doors opened. "Indeed." Harry walked through the doors steeling himself for the most brutal six months of his life.

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