GREEK MYTHOLOGY, HELLENISM, PHILOSOPHY & HIGH FANTASY demythologized from not Hellenic Pagan Mythologies, Philosophies and Fantasies by Douglas Ribeiro, a blessed Ethnic Hellene, Hellenic Pagan. The word ethnic comes from the ancient Greek word ethos related to native culture, religion, aesthetics and ethics. Ethnic doesn't come from the ancient Greek word gene related to genetics, genealogies and ancestry. As Socrates the ancient Spartan besides Athenian Philosopher, Marathon War Hero Veteran, Missionary, Apostle and Martyr of Apollo, God of Truth, Cure, Medicine, Muses, Archery and Protector of Youth wisely said: Anyone can be [Ethnic/Pagan] Hellene. Xenophobia (Xenia + Fear) is a horrible sin against Xenia, our Holy Divine Goddess Protector of Foreigners and Strangers, our sacred value, principle, concept and law of Hospitability which inspired the creation of Hotels and Hospitals. Real Hellenic Pagans are not against Xenia, a Divine Being. It's sacred Hellenic Law. The same sacred law Paris of Troy, Hellene of Sparta and Aphrodite disrespected when they were manipulated by Eris, the Evil Goddess of Discord, Quarrel, Selfishness and Strife, who caused the destruction of Troy. Real Hellenic Pagans are not against foreign and strange beings and things to our ethos (culture) especially when these beings and things are the ones we're looking for to know, revive, reconstruct, learn, teach, worship, venerate, love, live and admire. Foreigners or not, strange or not join us in this heroic journey to Olympus. To Sky, Heaven, Lights and Stars as the etymology of Olympus (Omega + Lympus; The + Lampos: The + Limpidus) says. To Elysian Fields and the Island of the Blessed in afterlife, part of Olympus in underworld. May the Holy Divine Ones in Heaven, Sky, Stars and Lights help and protect us all from Eris (Evil), Kakia (Vice), Oizys (Misery, Depression, Stress and Anxiety), Phobos (Fear, Terror and Panic Attack) and Hybris (Insolence, Mockery and Arrogance).

The Iliad (sometimes referred to as the Song of Ilion or Song of Ilium) is an ancient Greek epic poem in dactylic hexameter, traditionally attributed to Homer. Set during the Trojan War, the ten-year siege of the city of Troy (Ilium) by a coalition of Greek states, it tells of the battles and events during the weeks of a quarrel between King Agamemnon and the warrior Achilles. The Iliad is paired with something of a sequel, the Odyssey, also attributed to Homer. Along with the Odyssey, the Iliad is among the oldest extant works of Western literature, and its written version is usually dated to around the 8th century BC. Recent statistical modelling based on language evolution gives a date of 760-710 BC.

The Odyssey (Greek: Ὀδύσσεια Odýsseia] in Classical Attic) is one of two major ancient Greek epic poems attributed to Homer. It is, in part, a sequel to the Iliad, the other work ascribed to Homer. The Odyssey is fundamental to the modern Western canon, and is the second-oldest extant work of Western literature; the Iliad is the oldest. Scholars believe the Odyssey was composed near the end of the 8th century BC, somewhere in Ionia, the Greek coastal region of Anatolia. The poem mainly focuses on the Greek hero Odysseus (known as Ulysses in Roman myths), king of Ithaca, and his journey home after the fall of Troy. It takes Odysseus ten years to reach Ithaca after the ten-year Trojan War. In his absence, it is assumed Odysseus has died, and his wife Penelope and son Telemachus must deal with a group of unruly suitors, the Mnesteres (Greek: Μνηστῆρες) or Proci, who compete for Penelope's hand in marriage.

Travis Phelps- the homophobic asshole that beat up the outsiders as a way to filter his own self hatred, stuck in an abusive household. He was miserable, gay and being suffocated by the grip of his father's religiousness. Sal Fisher- the new kid in town, the exact thing Travis hated. Gay and transgender, on the outside happy with his life. On the inside, dying from a heart disease and living with a verbally abusive alcoholic father. Both were miserable, though it was hardly obvious to outsiders. They were polar opposites yet the exact same. Brought together by the very same religiousness that was slowly killing them, the two are at first enemies. Though after growing together, they make a decision. They were going to run away. They were going to live how they wanted. Even if it killed them. cross-posted on ao3. this fic does not have a happy ending. don't like? don't read.