eczemia
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In the shadows between damnation and desire, he exists.
A man bound by immortal chains for the ultimate transgression: an affair with the goddess Aphrodite, bride of Hephaestus the crippled.
The gods' vengeance angrily bubbled to harden and forge a curse of eternity, where he will witness centuries pass while his own heart remains frozen in perpetual want.
Now he yearns for a quick end: an arrow to the heart. Whether tipped with poison or blessed by Eros matters not. Death or salvation, he cannot tell which he craves more.
But hope, like carnal desire, is a dangerous thing.
When a beacon of light finally appears in his endless darkness, it threatens to illuminate just how deep the roots of his wretched curse reach. What will remain of his humanity in a world where wanting love is a sin and eternity stretches out in front of him like an open wound? When his biggest weakness and only remaining strength are one and the same?
Some prisons are of stone and steel. Others are welded from the very essence of what we cannot help but be-and the gods who refuse to let us forget that.