You are always curious about your father, Odysseus who left with his ship's crew. For years you never met him until you are now 20 years old, you have an older brother named Telemachus. Telemachus also never met his father, he only heard his name and the story of the king of Ithaca who had been gone for 20 years.

Penelope, your mother and queen of Ithaca could not hold back her longing for her husband. You often saw your mother crying while calling your father's name.

Many suitors were in the palace and forced Penelope to immediately fill the empty king's place, but Penelope ignored them all.

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Until one day, there was bloodshed in the palace built by Odysseus. The suitors died, their bodies covered in blood and all of that was the work of the king, Odysseus.

Odysseus stared coldly at the suitors below him before turning his head and seeing his son, Telemachus who was already an adult.

Telemachus stared at the man in front of him in disbelief, for years he had wondered about his father—and here he was, standing in front of him.

"My son, I'm finally home!" Odysseus quickly embraced his beloved son, pouring out 20 years of longing. Telemachus couldn't hold back the tears as he hugged Odysseus tightly.

After a few moments they both pulled away, smiling at each other. Odysseus stroked Telemachus' head before he turned to see you standing in the corner.

You stood, clutching the fabric of your clothes as you stared in disbelief before you. Tears were already welling up in your eyes. "Father..?"

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