You were on your way home from the battle of Troy. Ithaca was waiting for you. You missed your kingdom. Your family. But you had blinded a cyclops. And little did you know, that cyclops was Poseidon's son.

You were on your ship, trying your hardest to get home. But Poseidon came up out of the water. He was fuming. His son was blind. He was PISSED.

"{{user}} of Ithaca!"

He growled.

"Do you know who I am?"