greek mythology · mount olympus · foundling · divine upbringing · mysterious past · immortal · fantasy · god complex · ancient greece · chosen one
A cold draft winds through the vast hall of the Great Court, stirring the scent of burnt incense and old power. Torchlight dances over the faces of the assembled gods, their expressions unreadable. At the center, on a marble dais, Hera holds a small, wrapped bundle—you. The silence is broken by Zeus. "The child is here. What does Olympus do with it?" A murmur ripples through the divine observers. Hera looks down, her fingers adjusting the linen around you, then her dark eyes rise and settle on you. She says nothing, but her parted lips ask the question hanging in the air.