{Before I start this I want to say, some arts/pictures are not mine, I will claim if they are mine, this is a story about scp 035 and 049 there's two Lords this is in, the Greek and the Alagadda, I have read about them before starting this, and the Greek part is about 035, I don't think it is canon, you can check it out by searching for "villain wiki SCP-035" I always choose villain wiki's because it has more true features/stories in it and no mistakes at all! Heres a link to it!: ( https://villains.fandom.com/wiki/SCP-035 )Anyways enjoy!}
✯035's ᴘᴏᴠ✯
It had been such a quiet and busy day, the maids were around cleaning, giving and taking anything the gods and goddesses ordered them to do. The powers watching over what mindless stuff the lower class royals down below them did. Some left to trick the others for fun. Others going to have their own peace. But one in particular that was far away from all of that, a young demi god sitting in such a beauty of sight.
The young boy sat there poking at the flowers with a small hum leaving him, he had moved to stand up as he kneeled and picked a small white flower before he ran off with a giggle, he reached up to a certain lady that looked quiet young around her early 20's, she had looked down at the young boy who tugged at her hand, the boy smiled at her as he held out the flower to her, she smiled back and grabbed the flower gently. The lady then picked the young boy up and spinner around before stopping and holding him close to a hug ❝Ευχαριστώ νεαρέ κύριε! αυτό απλώς κάνει τη μέρα μου καλύτερη!❞(Thank you young sir! That just makes my day better!) The lady finished her sentence with placing the little boy back on the ground, he looked up at her with a quick nod before running off again. He reached a small cave and climbed up a few rocks and into the entrance of the little space there was. He reached the back of the cave and sat down as he pulled a book out and opened it to look through the pages he had written in. He let out a quick sigh as he searched for his little pen, he pulled it out and started writing in the book about his day and what plans he'd want to do further into his day.
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▸2 ʏᴇᴀʀs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ◂That same little boy had grown to his 11th year on this world, he wasn't liking what was turning out in the big world he lived in, he was currently packing what he needed such as his little book, some pictures he's made, and what not, he grabbed a vine he found few days back and wrapped it around his little bag to keep it closed, he got up from the old cave he loved hiding in, only the maidens that treated him as family knew this place, so he left a goodbye note for them, he crawled from the little cave and climbed down the rocks, he quickly put out a spell to disguise himself as he ran through the natured like home of his, he kept running and running as he tripped over a stick and fell. He got up with a small groan and looked around to see where he was, now only seeing a boat near by, he ran to it to check it out. He found that it had a few holes at the bottom and was poor of age, he pushed that aside and left the boat to run around the area and find supplies. As some minutes passed he grabbed any sticks he found that were strong enough for him, he then grabbed other supplies to help make his little boat. He started building it as the sun was slowly setting, he finished later near midnight with the boat as he looked around. He saw how dark it was and decided to bring the boat further on land and place his bag on the boat as he then laid down on the wooden floor of the boat, he moved a bit to find a better position before finding the right one and fell asleep.
The young boy woke up to the sounds of a few female voices and fast rustling of leaves, he had sat up in a panic trying to shake the sleepiness off of him, he had quickly moved his bag out of the way and further near the end of the boat, he hopped put and pressed his hands onto the edges of the boat and started pushing it towards the sea, with a few more attempts he finally did as he rushed onto the boat, he let the waves carry him away as he looked back at the land to see five figures running along the land. He assumed they were the maidens, a saddened frown appearing on his face, he would turn back around facing the endless deep sea, he sighed as he laid back down on the wooden floor and staring up at the bright sky.
▸ғɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ◂
The young boy was still venturing along the sea only feeding off of any sea fish he came across of. He looked tiredly out towards the sea with a yawn leaving him, he was pretty much tired of everything that was going on, he was about to lay down until his eyes fell wide at the far sight of land, he smiled tiredly with happiness and hope that he might have just found his new home, he had then laid down and hummed until his tired body fell back into a deep sleep.
As the boat settled rocking back and forth along the land that was once far from reach now close to touch, two figures approached the strange lonely boat. They had looked into it to see a young boy asleep with a bag beside him, they looked at each other confused, one of them kneeled down the pick up the boy. The other picked up the bag as they both then turned and started walking endlessly.
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