A school where every demigod goes to attend for their safety.
Children of Olympian Gods, Minor Gods, legacy or parent.
We humbly welcome you to 𝗩𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗔 𝗔𝗖𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗠𝗬.
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For the last century, they've been hiding. Hidin...
The halls of Valencia Academy, a prestigious school for demigods and demi titans, echoed with the sounds of footsteps and hushed whispers. In a room adorned with flowers, gold, and pomegranates, once belonging to Aether, the demigod who founded the school alongside Hestia, Athena and Chiron.
A tragic day arrived when Aether, weary from his battles and death of an unknown lover, decided to part with his immortality and embrace the sweet embrace of death. His decision sent shockwaves throughout the pantheons, and in Valencia Academy, the loss of their dear friend and co-founder left a void that seemed unfathomable.
The two goddesses stood facing each other. Their faces were contorted with anger, their eyes flashing with fury.
Hestia, the goddess of the hearth, her heart aching with loss, was the first to speak. "Athena, how could you? You of all people shouldn't have stood in the way of Aether's lovelife, he was our friend, he is like a son to us. That kid didn't deserve it!" She ended it with a yell, which never happens to the goddess.
Athena, the goddess of wisdom, crossed her arms and glared at Hestia. "I did not start this, Dear Aunt. And that's the problem, he fell in love when he promised to stay a virgin like the both of us."
"By killing his lover?" "I WAS PROTECTING HIM!"
The two goddesses continued their heated argument, their voices rising and falling as they threw accusations and insults at each other. Neither of them noticed Chiron, the wise centaur and another founder of Valencia Academy, as he entered the room.
"Enough!" Chiron's voice boomed through Aether's old room, which had been transformed into a makeshift shrine in his memory. The room was adorned with flowers, gold, and pomegranates - symbols of Aether's divine heritage. The undeniable beauty of the room remained, but the flowers had wilted, the gold tarnished, and the pomegranates shriveled, displaying a mournful echo of the man who had once occupied this sacred space. Blooming flowers adorned the walls, their sweet scent once a testament to Aether's boundless appreciation of life. The gold accents served as a reminder of his step father's riches, whilst the pomegranates symbolized the blood that flowed in his veins, as well as the love for his mother's realm.
"We have a bigger problem at hand than your petty squabbles. Aether has left an unknown child." The centaur continued, both goddesses looked at him with wide eyes.
"Are you certain?" Hestia asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Chiron nodded. "I have confirmation from the Fates themselves. Aether's child is out there, somewhere."
"A prophecy had dropped, I might guess?" Athena questioned, the goddess raised one of her eyebrows looking intensely to the centaur. The centaur in question sighed, his back hooves stomped on the floor.
"The oracle has spoken to me and the Gods have been warned" He looked at the two goddesses in front of him "The both of you are the last to know"
Hestia dropped herself on the edge of the gold framed bed that was once owned by the demigod who obtained immortality before giving it up all for love.
"And if the child isn't found..." She asked, her eyes watering. The centaur answered "The school would fall to the ground, along with the summer camp... and it would be the end of Olympus"
"How about asking Aether in the underworld? Elysium? I'm sure, Uncle Hades would allow us, right?" The goddess of wisdom suggested. "Surely he is in Elysium after what he did for centuries."
"That's the problem, Dear Lady Athena" Chiron took a deep breath "Our dear friend Aether isn't there."
Athena looked at Chiron with a confused look, Hestia wipes her tears before looking at Chiron with a face that says 'what do you mean'
"The king and queen of the underworld cannot even contact him, when he is in TARTARUS and according to the fates themselves, the child wouldn't appear unless it is time..."
Silence was what you could hear in the room, to the point that you could hear the birds chirping outside.
The flowers fully wilted, some of them started falling to the ground without even touching it.
Even the goddess of the home cannot fix it, because the new owner would not have the same treatment that the original owner did to his plants.
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