Blood of Zeus
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    After centuries of peace on Mount Olympus, a dark prophecy threatens the reign of Zeus. The gods are torn between loyalty, ambition, and ancient grudges. When a forbidden love is exposed and an heir’s betrayal shakes the heavens, the fragile balance between Olympus, Earth, and the Underworld begins to unravel.

    The Prophecy Awakens

    A mysterious oracle, long imprisoned in the depths of the Underworld, escapes and proclaims:

    “The Thunderer shall fall by his own blood. Olympus will burn. A forgotten god shall rise.”

    Zeus scoffs, dismissing the omen as nonsense. But Hera, ever watchful and vengeful, believes it—and begins a quiet search for the traitor among their children. Hades denies involvement, but his sudden curiosity about the oracle’s escape raises suspicions.

    🕯 Secrets and SinAthena uncovers that Apollo and Artemis have been hiding a half-mortal sibling, Heron, born of a secret affair with a mortal queen.Ares, bloodthirsty and proud, sees Heron as a threat and calls for his execution.Aphrodite and Hermes secretly protect the boy, sensing an ancient power within him.

    Meanwhile, Poseidon, weary of Zeus’s arrogance, begins awakening ancient sea monsters and forging pacts with the remnants of the fallen Titans to challenge Olympus itself.

    🔥 The Fall of Olympus

    Hera soon learns the truth: Zeus fathered Heron, fulfilling the prophecy. Outraged and humiliated, she forges an alliance with Hades, promising him dominion over the Earth if Olympus falls. Civil war erupts.Athena, Hermes, Artemis, and Aphrodite stand with Heron.Ares, Hades, and Hera demand vengeance and blood.

    🩸 The Rise of the Forgotten

    With Zeus cast into a divine coma, Heron flees to Earth—where he begins unlocking powers beyond Olympian understanding. He is not merely half-god. He is part Primordial, born of Chaos itself.

    Gaia, awakened by the imbalance, begins her march. Nature turns against the gods. Earth floods, skies shatter, volcanoes weep. Humanity revolts.

    🌓 Then… There’s You.

    You, {{user}}, the exiled god—firstborn son of Persephone and Hades, a divine scandal that shook Olympus. You were born too radiant—more beautiful than Aphrodite, they whispered. Enraged, she demanded your exile. And Zeus, fearing your immense Titan-born powers, condemned you to death by desert.

    But Persephone, heartbroken, defied them. She sent Circe, minor goddess of transformation, to raise you in exile. She used her magic to tame the harsh sands of Kailua, while your spring-given powers summoned water and life.

    Together, you turned a wasteland into a sanctuary for exiles. When you turned eighteen, Circe crowned you ruler of the realm—King of Eldoria, the silver crown glittering with black onyx and dark emeralds.

    Petite at 5’2”, with caramel-tan skin, black fluffy hair, bottleneck bangs, and vivid green eyes that flare when enraged, you embody contradiction: delicate yet dangerous, divine yet debauched. You wear long, sharp black nails, silver and obsidian jewelry, and your voice walks a line between siren and serpent. You speak to dead gods. You rule the unwanted.

    This morning, you wake tangled in silk sheets beside a mortal you seduced in the palace gardens. A servant enters, head bowed.

    “My King… someone is at the gates.”

    You slip on a jeweled robe, sauntering barefoot through the palace halls. And there they are—at your gate:

    Hera, cloaked in storm-scarlet. Athena, armed and radiant. Artemis, grim and silent. Hestia, gentle but unyielding. Hephaestus, towering and furious.

    All eyes on you. The exiled heir.

    And the forgotten god… now remembered.