The Fallen Goddess...PJO

Part I: Their story

Armani Pov

"Dad, please..." I pleaded with my father, the god of the universe.

His eyes, as vast and swirling as the cosmos, regarded me with a mixture of concern and reluctance. "Why do you want to leave so badly? You have everything here, power and servants. You can do anything you like." he asked, his voice carrying the weight of eons.

I took a deep breath, gathering my courage. "You have given me everything," I began, "power, servants, the freedom to explore the realms. But...this world is so vast and yet so lonely. It's just you and me every day, and most of those days, you aren't even here. I want to be among mortals, to meet strangers and learn their stories. I want to discover the beauty and chaos of Earth. Sometimes, power doesn't equate to happiness, Father."

He sighed a deep, cosmic sound that resonated in the air. "Fine, you may go to Earth," he relented.

I couldn't contain my excitement, and I launched myself at him in a hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love you so much," I exclaimed, my voice filled with joy.

"Yeah, yeah," he chuckled, returning the embrace before stepping back with a serious expression. "But you must understand, going down there means hiding your identity and your powers. No one, I mean no one, must ever know of your true origin or of my existence. The balance of the universe depends on it."

"I promise, Father. I won't breathe a word," I vowed solemnly, my heart full of determination.

He looked at me with a mixture of pride and sadness. "As a father, it's hard to let you go," he admitted, his voice softening. "But I also want to see you happy. It's something I promised your mother." His gaze softened, a hint of sorrow flickering in his eyes. "You look just like her..."

"Dad..." I murmured, the ache of her absence mixing with my excitement for the journey ahead.

He cleared his throat, regaining his composure. "Well, you better start heading down there," he said, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Don't forget, you always have a home here, and I love you, okay?"

"I love you too, Dad," I replied, a lump forming in my throat as I hugged him one last time. With a mix of excitement and fear, I turned and ran towards the edge of the universe, ready to embark on my journey to Earth.

TIMESKIP

Third Person

Once upon a time, in the vast expanse of Earth's history, there was a curious and adventurous immortal named Armani. With a heart filled with wonder, she found herself drawn to the beauty and diversity of the mortal world.

"Earth is amazing," she mused to herself one day, marvelling at the bustling cities, the vast landscapes, and the myriad of cultures. "There is so much to do, people to meet, and everything is so different."

Despite her father's warnings to avoid meddling in human affairs and history, Armani couldn't resist. After all, she was essentially history embodied, an immortal being with the ability to witness centuries unfold before her eyes.

Her journey took her to the land of Egypt, where she marvelled at the construction of the great pyramids. Standing in awe before these ancient wonders, she couldn't help but feel a sense of connection to the mortals who toiled to create such magnificent structures.

Next, she ventured to Greece, a land rich in history and myth. However, being an immortal in disguise, Armani had to tread carefully to avoid drawing attention to her true nature. She wandered through the bustling streets of Athens, soaking in the sights and sounds of the ancient city. From the majestic Acropolis to the lively markets, every corner held a story waiting to be discovered.