Creation: The Primordial Era (Creation Series, Book 2)

Those Born Without Trepidation.

Mousai's POV

"Why have you been lurking around here?" Persephone questions whilst beginning to casually strip as she walks to a nearby room for a change.

Hel sits on her throne, crossing her legs and biting her lip in frustration. "Do you know how hard it is getting any sort of sleep when the screams of souls are replaced by hope within a name I can't even pin a face to!?" She yells, slamming her fist on the arm rest.

I make my way towards Zagreus, hoisting his arm over my shoulder. "What's with him?" She asks.

"The other two parts are currently resting in the ground, and he's clearly at his limit." I glare at her but she begins hysterically cackling.

"Persephone you call me rotten? You know exactly what you've done!" She cheers to the woman across the hall.

Out she comes with a black and gold regal styled dress with golden laces running across it, continuing to fix her hair as she approaches us. "If I was discarded from Elysia for my love then why should they be any different? Let them suffer." She comments, admittingly causing a thorn in my heart.

"And near enough killing him!? What part of that is fine to you!" I scream at her but she doesn't bother to even turn as she's too focused on herself.

"Anyways, care to explain how you managed to get that god eating flower alive once again?" Hel asks, finally standing up from the throne and confronting Persephone. "I can't imagine Anubis and Hades would be too fond of hearing this..." She murmurs.

"Oh that wasn't me at all! It was thanks to our pretty friend here." Persephone answers. Finishing with her hair to flick it into Hel's face before making her way over to me. Forcing a plant to grow through the floor as she plucks the crystal petal from its bloom, crushing it into Zagreus' mouth and letting me lower him gently.

"I-what!?" I ask in pure confusion, trying to not stumble as we place him along the floor.

"I've explained it already to you my love, you're the problem." Persephone smiles softly.

"And the name? Oracion, does that have to do with anything?" Hel continues questioning.

"Well yes and no, from what I can tell..." She leans over to pinch me.

"WH-" I go to react but she covers my mouth with pure domination.

"Anyways, he's the thing keeping our sleeping beauty here...sleeping? Honestly I'm not too sure how it's working but she's certainly not fully conscious."

I hold the part of skin she pinched, rubbing it in awe. "I'm fine, what are you even talking about?"

Persephone begins slapping Zagreus in an attempt to wake him, I think. "Us gods certainly have pain receptors don't get it wrong, but do you truly think a small pinch such as that would be bothering you so much?"

"I see." Hel wanders over to me, hovering a hand over me ever so slightly before whispering near my ear. "So she's delicate right now." She hums as I flinch back.

"What's happening to me, what are you talking about Persephone?" I panic as they dance around the subject.

After a heavy eye roll she stares dead into my face for the first time, "I thought at first Oracion was dreaming of himself, hence the figure. But I was wrong...so so wrong." She begins mushing the skin on Zagreus' face like a new born baby, confirming she indeed even isn't trying to wake him at this point.

"He's dreaming of you, a god he still knows near nothing about but takes a guise of a human. Hence why this vulnerable state you're in is dire, you look human, so therefore he believes your exterior is the same as one. He doesn't know what you're doing but he'd like to hope you're working your way to him, a dream that's causing you to dream." She fully explains her theory.