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THEMYSCIRA ???
THEMYSCIRA WASN'T ALWAYS AN ISLAND PARADISE.
Long before it became a hidden island sanctuary encircled by blue waters and hidden by mists, it stood as a great city-state crafted by the hands of the Olympian gods themselves. The Amazons who lived there were carved with purpose, born from the heart of creation to spread goodwill, peace, and justice to a greedy world. They were guardians, healers, teachers, and warriors alike.
But harmony is a fragile thing, and nothing draws the wrath of gods like defiance.
The God of War despised their peace-- their mission to teach humanity compassion. He saw the Amazons as a threat, an infection that could weaken the world's hunger for war.
War, after all, was the language of Gods and mortals alike. So he set a plan in motion, to drag this city and to twist the Amazons to the very violence he craved.
Ares required a weapon made of flesh and ego— a pawn the gods themselves could neither abandon nor punish directly. And so he turned to Heracles, the son of Zeus, a half-god with the strength of a lion and the ambition of a king. Ares poured visions of conquest into his mind— visions of a kingdom boundless and glorious, if only he would take the Amazons' city for himself.
Heracles arrived in Themyscira bearing gifts and talks of peace. Queen Hippolyta welcomed him, treating him and his men as honored guests, for who could doubt the son of Zeus, the son of the god who had helped shape her and her home?
Under the cover of night, Heracles and his men struck their plot against them
Hippolyta was bound in shackles, her people bent under the heels of men who only craved domination, forced into servitude. The gods who had crafted them seemed to turn their faces away, leaving the Amazons to wallow in silence and despair.
Purpose, once pure now lay trampled in the dust, and resentment grew where faith had once flowered, seeded by Ares himself. Hatred was his favorite garden, after all, and he tended it well, feeding the bitterness that twisted in their hearts like vines choking a forgotten tree.
