*Original Story*
When Ivy comes home from a long day of work, the last thing she expects is for a man with wounds all over his body dressed in medieval like armor to be crashing on her couch. But what happens when she finds out that this 'man' is actually a god from a forgotten part of Greek Mythology, she realizes she is the only one who can help his situation. But when she starts feeling things for this arrogant god, will she still want to help send him home?
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"You know, I've never met a god before. You're quite underwhelming."
"Well I've never met a mortal from this century before, and I must admit you are quite annoying."
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This is my own Original Story, please do not steal it, and have fun reading!