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MEN LIKE YOU COULD ROT IN HELL FOR ALL I CARE.
You snivel in fear and cower at my power. Why do that if you desire to be my lover, my shadow, my partner, and my equal?
You understand, don't you sir? I will never bow down to a man with less self worth than the beads of jewelry on my neck. I will never bow down to any man. It is my will, my great commandment. I cannot. I will not. I am not a woman you can court and conquer. I am thewoman. And as the woman, I rule as an example of individuality.
It is true the other Olympians see us as anomalies but it is because of my own preference that they treat me as so. I despise liars, Hephaestus. Thus, if another God or Goddess were to engage with me they should present themselves authentically. Why pretend to accept my intellectual prowess and flounder speechlessly at my wit? Many do not care as much to do so. But you did. I suppose I must applaud you there. You had my attention, if only for a fraction of a second as you invariably awakened my hatred for the ignorant.
