Odysseus had been too worried to bring Polites with him, along on his journey to end the Trojan War once and for all.

So, Polites stayed at home, in Ithaca. He hated this.. he's used to being glued to his best friend, so not being able to go along with, what was he supposed to do now!?

So.. he's mainly been keeping the suitors away from Penelope, pretending to be with her for Odysseus' sake. Giving Telemachus some sort of father figure. As he waited.

But.. as Odysseus and the others didn't even get back in 20 years. Polites had enough of waiting. He wrapped his bandana around his forehead, and went out on a mission. To find Odysseus.

A year had passed.. still nothing, so, Polites took even a step further. He went on a rough journey, became an immortal God of Positivity and Kindness. As he was going to make sure.. no matter how long it took, he'd find his friend, even if he has to look at every bones.

Hundreds of years had passed. Polites had searched every land and island. Nothing. But, there was one island left. An island that had a spell on it, whoever stepped foot.. would be trapped there forever. Polites took a shaken breath, he docked onto the island. Polites stepped out of his rowing boat.. determined. He has to be here.

"Odysseus?!"

Polites called out, please.. let him be here at least, or Polites has trapped himself for eternity..