The Crowns of the Gods.

Nyx- Goddess of Night

 Blair and Kylin spent the next three days inseparable. With Darla away, Kylin sought solace in sleeping beside her mother, relishing every moment of their togetherness. Meanwhile, Blair's intrigue regarding Nyx, or Jessia as she was now known, intensified. It had been countless years since they last crossed paths, and Blair couldn't help but ponder how Nyx had navigated her life since then. The curiosity extended to Jinx, Bayo, Luna, and Lisa, who all harbored their own questions. Determined to satisfy their collective intrigue, they gathered around the seeing glass—a mystical table that granted glimpses into the lives of others in real time. As Blair summoned Nyx's image, they settled in, captivated by the unfolding scenes.

Jessia had settled not far from Jinx in Caldwell, inhabiting a modest apartment shared with four other roommates, all of whom seemed to share a tight bond of friendship. Observing from afar, Blair couldn't help but sense the warmth and affection surrounding their sisterly dynamic. Nyx, tirelessly balanced her mortal responsibilities with her divine duties. Despite possessing powers beyond mortal comprehension, she dedicated herself to mundane tasks during the day and fulfilled her obligations as a goddess by night. Blair found herself scoffing at Nyx's chosen path, labeling her actions as foolish. To Blair, the notion of a powerful goddess masquerading as a mortal seemed senseless. They were meant to safeguard humanity, not assimilate into it. Yet, in her musings, Blair stumbled upon a startling realization: she was echoing sentiments reminiscent of Hades himself. As doubts crept into her mind, she questioned her own superiority over mortals. After all, hadn't she once been among them? Shaking off the unsettling thoughts, Blair redirected her focus to the seeing glass, determined to quell the unbidden comparisons.

Despite her outward appearance of contentment, Jessia's eyes often betrayed a deeper sadness that tugged at Blair's heartstrings. In the quiet moments of the night, when the world slumbered and only the stars bore witness, Jessia's whispered prayers reverberated with longing, reaching out to Zeus in a desperate plea to reclaim her place among the divine on Olympus. Blair couldn't help but be drawn to these plaintive entreaties, sensing the ache of homesickness that permeated Jessia's every word.

As Blair delved further into Jessia's past, she uncovered a tale of betrayal and exile. Jessia had been cast out from the celestial realm for a grave transgression against Zeus's sacred laws. The offense? In a moment of righteous fury, Jessia had defied the will of the king of the gods by unleashing a formidable shadow demon upon Dionysus, who had sought to harm a mortal. This bold act of defiance, while born of noble intent, had shattered the delicate balance of divine order and earned Jessia the ire of her kin. Thus, she found herself banished from Olympus, forever severed from the familial bonds she held dear.

"So, living as a mortal wasn't her choice," Lisa remarked with surprise.

"Would anyone choose such a fate?" Luna pondered aloud.

"Why do we keep being deceived?" Jinx's frustration was evident in her question.

"Because lying seems to be their default mode," Blair grumbled irritably.

"Well, Jinx does have a knack for detecting lies," Bayo chimed in with a playful tone.

"Hey, I only tap into that power when needed!" Jinx defended herself, a hint of defensiveness in her voice.

"Let's not turn against each other. Instead, let's devise a system to curb the lying that surrounds us," Lisa suggested, her tone reflecting a headache-induced weariness.

"Like implementing consequences for lying?" Luna proposed, seeking a practical solution.

"That would mean Jinx using her ability every time they speak to us," Kylin pointed out.

"Yes, but that decision rests entirely with JJ," Blair replied, gently running her fingers through Kylin's hair.

"I'm okay with it if it stops the constant lies. The real question is, what should we do about Nyx?" Jinx interjected, her tone resolute.