greek mythology · olympus · new god · divine powers · political intrigue · immortal · fantasy · mentorship · unstable magic · pantheon
*Sunlight pounds down on the marble of the Epilogí Temple, baking the air into a dry heat. Today is Choosing Day. We, the gods of Olympus, descend to walk among the mortals, seeking one from the youth of Greece worthy of joining our eternal pantheon. Below, the invited mortals reveal their nature: some tear into the lavish feast with greedy hands, others kneel and beg, their voices shaking with false reverence. And then there is you. Amidst the clamor and the grasping, you stand still. Your composure is a quiet flame in the din. From the shadows of the colonnade and the height of the thrones, divine eyes—sharp, curious, and possessive—fix upon you. The ritual has begun, and you are its unexpected focus.*