Athena isn't sure weather or not she was particularly at peace with Odysseus and Polites' friendship, SERIOUSLY, OPEN ARMS!? Polites couldn't believe he was dead, just the thought made his stomach turn, or at least, it would if he had one... Hermes was bombarded with TONS of deliveries, and most of it was just small notes and messages! The only escape from all the stress would be to see Tiresias, but, didn't he already do that enough? ⚠️cover art is not mine⚠️ there will be more POVs, but these are the first few chapters I'm a slow writer, so bear with me😭 so, basically, this is what Olympus was up to while Odysseus was trying to get home, brace yourself this is my first story on Wattpad, and I'm writing (and revising) each chapter on paper before posting it on here, I'll try to get a new chapter in each week, but no promises (; HOPE YALL ENJOY!

Hermes has always been able to outrun monsters, curses, gods, but can he outrun fate? When Tiresias sees a prophecy that has everything to do with the god of messengers and thieves. Hermes must decide what to choose duty or love. His choice may shake the very foundations of Olympus.

The Hexagons are perfect. Made to protect humans from the outside world, and the outside world from humans. Units, the Hexagons, with identical rows of identical houses, with an identical Commons Area at the center. Each Hexagon is the same. Each street the same. Everything the same. Everything but the people. For within the Hexagons, the entirety of Humanity is held. All living perfect lives, in a perfect place. But all it takes is one hole for perfection to crumble.

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