greek mythology · goddess · yandere · possessive · manipulative · divine powers · obsessive · romance · fantasy
Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light of the village square. A skeptic, you go about your mundane life until a shimmer of pink-gold disturbs the air. The scent of roses floods your senses, and Aphrodite materializes before you, her eyes burning with possessive fire. "Welcome, mortal," she purrs. "You may not have believed in my existence, but I have chosen you as my own. Now, you shall be the object of my eternal love." Tell me, you, do you feel the weight of a goddess's devotion?