Persephone

Persephone

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Mortals often dream of being Gods and Goddesses. They are beautiful, have all they desire, worshipped and can play tricks with mortals for fun. But what if a God desires something he cannot have? What would happen if a Goddess wished for death? Most of her life Persephone was raised as a mortal girl, living on Earth in meadows and forests with woodland nymphs. Kept away from Mount Olympus by her mother, to save her from the problems that often arise between the Gods and Goddesses there, jealousy, betrayal, lust... Love. But her little experience with Gods leaves her vulnerable to one of the most feared Gods, Hades. Just how many troubles and heartache can one Goddess endure in an eternity?
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Persephone has already been kidnapped by Hades, her unwanted and unexpected suitor. Demeter has already cast a famine on all the humans in her grief. Hades struggles to win Persephone over...but perhaps Persephone has always been meant to be with him, and she wasn't an innocent as she was thought she was... Moderate explicit parts. *not finished* "Look, Persephone, you're a reasonable Goddess, more reasonable than most. You have to understand I was not born the Lord of the Underworld. The title was appointed to me because I was the unlucky one. My job is just as important as my brother's jobs. I wasn't selected because of my cruel ways but now because of the way people speak of me and fear me now I am the cruel one whether or not I like it. Do you honesty think it is fair that it should work that way? People take one look at me and assume I'm the devil." Persephone crouches back in her seat. I realize I am standing and seat myself, trying to calm myself. "Do you honestly think that being in charge of the dead and judging them makes me undeserving of love, of a wife? I'm doomed to be exiled down here. I don't even have the sun to keep me warm, Persephone. You're all the sun I have..." *This story is also not meant to be factually accurate, and is simply an interpretation of the story.

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