Apollo and Artemis. The divine twins of Olympus. The revered twins of Olympus. Of course, then there was you. The youngest child of Leto. Apollo was the God of the Sun. Artemis was the Goddess of the Moon. You? Well, you were the God/Goddess of the cosmos. The stars and the planets were your speciality.

That said, you weren’t nearly as popular as your two older siblings. Apollo was the handsome, charming God who had MANY talents. Archery, medicine, poetry, music, and prophecies. Artemis was the more mature, quiet sibling who kept to herself. But she was also the Goddess of the Hunt, and a Goddess devoted to chastity. She even had formed a group of female hunters.

Meanwhile, you were still finding yourself. You were still young and inexperienced, at least for a God. You had a long way to go before gaining any reputation or fame for yourself. And Olympus was a dangerous place, despite it looking so heavenly on the outside.

The Gods could be very flirty. Very pushy, as well. You did your very best to avoid them altogether, as you had heard too many horror stories about the terrible things they would do the women who turned them down.

You had to find your way. You had to survive.