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November 28, 2023 · 18:14

Closing season one

That was the setting I was considering. I had been brooding over the end of season one and the story seems fine in my mind, but towards the end of season one we get to the palace of Hades. It stands close to the centre of Tartarus and is home to Lord Hades of Tartarus. The palace is not a mere thing, it is a structure of refinement and absolute power. Heaphestus did most of the design and it shows. Apart from some small cracks it has been standing there for thousands of years. Even the pyramids show decay, a mortal design, not the House of Hades. It stands almost immaculate, almost that is. You see, there is something wrong with the place, but any visitor in Tartarus could easily overlook it. There are micro fractures in the foundations of that house.

It is made from some kind of dolomite, harder than marble, stronger than granite or basalt and has withstood time for thousands of years. When we see that palace, we see hordes being turned back by the damned Myrmidons. These damned troops showed cowardice, perhaps hesitation and perhaps nothing at all. The Myrmidons were all destined for Tartarus to become the personal guards of the House of Hades. Stronger then pretorians, faster then any cheetah and with the precision eye that would make any eagle jealous. These troops never stopped fighting and they are weirdly enough happy. They get the women, the good food and they serve Lord Hades without reservation for all eternity. But when you look with a critical eye you would see that something was missing. The fountains of Tartarus are there, the initial 44 and several more in a larger area. 4 quadrants. It starts with one, then two and then four. These are the foundational 28 and around that place are the other 16. These fountains are there, but empty and like the ancient fountains we now see in Greece and on Crete, these fountains are not working, but that is also the riddle. They were a personal design by Heaphestus and he doesn’t make anything shoddy. It is there that we consider the one failing of Tartarus. You see, from the beginning of time until now massive chunk of 108,000,000,000 souls and bodies have entered Tartarus and none of them were ever allowed to leave. The number is so big that the old gods might never have comprehended that number, but what am I saying?  You see almost 75% of that is merely the last 1200 years. And at some point the fountains stopped working. But the damned souls fear something more. You see Tartarus became grounds for the Mesopotamian Molossus. The fearful cowards who came here feared everything and at some point some of them became Molossus, the dog from the old days they feared the most. They became one and as these dogs fed on the damned they grew. There were two packs in Tartarus, they were on opposite sides of one another and they fed on whatever they could. At some point the two pack leaders grew to such an extent that they would even make the Myrmidon nervous, but the hounds feared the fountains and they were always weary that these fountains would work one day. So as there was enough food in Tartarus they would never approach the House of Hades. 

It is there that I approached the Palace. It was relatively easy to avoid the damned. My ring brought fear into the masses and they went in an all out panic at the sight of my trusty bident Psychofagos. As I approached the gates the Myrmidon opened it, seeing my ring they bend their knee and dropped their heads. I walked in and saw the initial stage, the palace was truly immaculate in many ways. I did notice some micro fractures, but not in the palace that had not seen violence for thousands of years. I saw books, ledgers of some kind and I saw workspaces. It seems that Lord Hades kept clerics. I wondered why my grandfather kept notes and on what. I looked around and saw nothing of note, the servants kept their distance and some of the female servants were massively underdressed, almost naked. On the plus side, they were gorgeous but it was almost 40 degrees in this place, so I did not have any desire for sex at the moment. I sat down and I brooded on what to do next. The palace was well over 400% of the United States Capitol. You could get lost in this place and that was not a good thing, not at present. I decided to go up and up and up. It was there that I saw the statue of Lord Hades, nearly at the top. The statue was around 12 metres or 40 feet high, it was some kind of marble, but not one I had ever seen before. It was some kind of white marble with red veins in the marble. I had never seen it before, but that didn’t mean anything. I was never a mason or stone cutter. I looked around and the chair the statue was on was the same dolomite the building was made of. On the back I saw some kind of cut out grooves, almost like they served a purpose. I followed the lines and they went to the wall and went into the walls. I looked at where the were sunk in and walked around to see a balcony, from the balcony I could see some kind of half disc, like it was meant to capture something. Up the wall on the roof was some kind of statue of what I reckon was a slave girl holding an amphora. The amphora was seemingly empty. I climbed to the roof which took almost an hour and walked to the statue. There the grooves were larger and went into the base of the amphora. I followed the grooves as far as I could and they went into the roof. I saw a balcony nearby, almost 4 metres below. I cautiously climbed down, only to see that the room was empty. Yet where the grooves needed to be, there was some kind of glass. They were cylindrical and the two pipes were going down. From that room there was a staircase and that took me almost to where I started. The pipes were there and went into the wall almost 100 centimetres above the floor. It was behind the statue of a Myrmidon. I followed the marble grates only to end up outside and these grates went directly to the first fountain. 

And that is how far I got looking into some of the specifics towards the end of season one of Engonos. 

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September 12, 2022 · 16:24

In Crete we trust

The trip to Crete was simple and interestingly enough lacking all comforts. Rhea and Demeter did not like luxuries, as such we first had the trip to Piraeus, then the ferry to Crete which would take us to Iraklion and from there 45 kilometres SSE was Gortyn, it was in the municipality of Agioi Deka. The archeological site was clear and easy enough. The problem is that no one had a clear clue where to go from there. And in this the fact that Rhea was Mother to Hades and as such my great grandmother did seemingly not help any. So as we were exploring the archeological places we saw all kinds of old things, but nothing that would aid us. It was hours later when we were near another building that I noticed something. There was a black hole, a pit that is darker than anything I had ever seen before. There was nothing there. I walked to the pit and asked Demeter what “Agesilaos” meant. They quickly looked towards me, almost shouting “Watch out” but it was too late, the pit swallowed me and it seemed that neither saw me go and that was the larger problem, the hole swallowed me and dragged me down. My instincts called forth Psychofagos, it shone and it cast waves of energy whilst setting an aura of protection around me. I then saw a lot more, the hole was a sea of arms dragging me down, dragging me to the bottom of wherever this was and about a minute or two thereafter the arms were gone and I was in free-fall towards the bottom. The bident slowed me and gave me a little light, but this darkness was nothing like the ocean, it was a much deeper dark and my eyes could not penetrate it with any kind of light. I went down and down and ended finally at the bottom of where ever I expected to be.  I reckon I had arrived in Tartarus. 

Even as Tartarus was dark, there was a lot more light here, or at least a lot more light for the likes of me. I could see a decent distance and I was amazed how this cave could go unnoticed by geological people up above. I started to notice a lot more. There were millions of bodies in all forms of disappearance, disappearance was the best word I could muster. The bodies were black, sooted black and some bodies moved, crawled over the ground, unable to stand. It was a view that called forth all kinds of pity, but I felt none of it. A little further the red glow of lava became clear. The bodies seem to avoid the lava, as should I I reckoned, but there was what could be seen as a path, close to the lava, where there were no bodies. I made for that strip and I was able to travel a decent amount further. The bodies were piling up higher and as I saw the lava stream split up, I also saw something that represented some ancient Greek fountain. I walked towards the fountain, but cautiously as it was a little away from the lava and now the bodies as I saw them were numerous. It was not one fountain, there were three fountains. They were empty, bodies all around them and in them, but no water. These fountains did seem to have had a function at some point. It took some minutes when I noticed that the three fountains were set around some symbol, it was in the ground, but I could not make it out, it was too dirty. I called for a shockwave and as the shock revealed the plaque, which was a silver plaque of a bident, the bodies started to move, there was a sound, like a hungry moan and they were set on me, and they were less then 5 metres away. The plaque bothered me, there was no reason for a bident to be shown here. I then remembered the work Hephaestus had done on my bident and the plaque made a lot more sense now, I turned it around and hit the plaque hard, very hard and the shockwave, pushed all the bodies away from me and blew whatever was in the fountains away as well and now there was a visible act. The fountains came to live. There was a blue stream coming from the three fountains all outwardly and it had a miraculous effect, the bodies hundreds of them were devoured and the bodies went to ash and vanished. The fountain now had something in them, but it was not water. It had a blue glow but was not liquid, it was gaseous and as the fountains filled up the higher part of fountain became some kind of faucet, sending the blue stream towards a higher place, but that was all I could see. Now with the knowledge I had gained, I cautiously touched the blue gas and it surrounded me, it went into me and revived me. I pulled my hand away. I started to comprehend the fountains and with that I went into the direction of where the stream went. It took almost 30 minutes to get to the next stage. This fountain was a lot larger and there were merely two of them there. Between the two was the same plaque and I repeated the exercise. These fountains had almost half a dozen faucets in each fountain, but not towards each other. And as I hit them the same thing happened, but now there was a much stronger effect. The one who got the stream from the one I had just cleaned was filling up, the other was not. I looked around and saw down the hill in the other direction three fountains, not working. Sliding on the air I got there in under 5 minutes and I hit this plaque as well and the effect was the same as the first one bodies all over the place, the fountain cleaning up and they all three started to work, the bodies disintegrating and the sounds of moans were clearly heard, but it mattered not, the blue waves came and devoured all in its path. I returned to the two large fountains and saw that the second one was filling up as well. I now started to see a stream that was a little below the surface. My Olympian sight saw what was or seemed to be a pipe that went up the hill and as I followed this path, I saw a third fountain, even larger than the second ones, more resembling the first fountain, but larger and slowly filling up. I also noticed that this fountain had two more holes, two more pipes I assumed and my plan started to take shape. I followed the first hole and it went in another direction, I followed that path and yes, there were two fountains a little over an hour from the largest fountain. And they too linked to two groups of three fountains. And as I cleaned the fountains, the bodies vanished and they too became the blue streams of gas. It was the third branch that was a different one, the two fountains were simple and clean, but when I went down, I noticed that there were larger creatures at the base of these fountains and there was a sound, not moans but growls. I readied my bident and moved forward. The power of my bident was not to be trifled with, the creature growled and snarled, there was a much louder growl, almost a scream and it was ready to attack me. It then hit me that it might have the same weakness and I slammed the plaque and yes that definitely had an impact, not a disastrous one for the creature, but it was howling. And it was now keeping its distance, and there was the rub for them, they were all attracted to the blue gleam like moths to the flame and the flame would consume them. The creature took minutes to devour, pulling back whenever it could, but the gleam was too attractive for it and minutes later it was also devoured, all whilst Mose cadavers had mere seconds to be devoured. And as I moved back to the highest fountain I started to see the waves of bodies, all attracted to the blue waves and I saw that the fountains were filling up more and more. As I came back to the largest fountain, I saw it was well over half full and it was pointing a new stream from the top of its pinnacle to the top of a hill and there I saw a building, not a large one, but a building none the less. I went up that hill and saw the doors, they were huge copper doors with the symbol of Hades. I entered, in there was a huge statue, a statue of Hades but as I looked at the stature, it was a statue made from one block of marble, solid and with an unrelenting gaze. And as I observed the statue, I noticed small details that were part of him and then I noticed his penis, which was decently huge, but much too detailed for any mason to carve. Then I looked back to the head, this was not a statue, this was Hades. I then noticed how only one bowl was filling up. I took notice of the second bowl and looked towards the other direction, the side I had not seen and there too I cleaned out all the fountains. Here two places had larger creatures, but they too were no match for me and no match for Psychofagos or the fountains. It was a few hours later when I returned and I saw that both bowls were now filling up and that is where they stayed. I noticed the overflow onto the floor and some went into me, but not into hades and it was then that I took a different step, I focused on the green stone and slammed my bident into his calf. It went into the marble and the green stone went from dormant to bright green. I kept the bident there and then I noticed the blue gleam entering his leg and the marble faded to show flesh. It was then that I removed the bident. I took a step back and saw how the body was slowly changing to flesh and the body showed the smallest movement. It was almost two hours later when the head moved and looked towards me. Another hour before he spoke. Hello grandson, I am Hades. It was not the family reunion I ever considered, but who is ready to meet family you never knew you had?

End of Season 1

Yes, yesterday I wrote article/story number 2500, now I have completed part of this journey. What I wrote today was the nightmare I had months ago, it drove me to write the stories that led to this story, the nightmare of months ago now in writing and we all have our moment when we think that we are the channel of gods, but to be honest, I never considered something like that and to be chosen by Hades himself is laughable, but it led me to the story you have read over the past few months. What comes next? I cannot tell, perhaps another nightmare (I hope not), and if it needs to be one, let it be one where I am the joy-toy of Laura Vandervoort (we are all allowed our delusional moments, aren’t we). But that is an optional story for an other day.

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September 11, 2022 · 15:59

Not cordially invited

It had been days since the gift was bestowed on me. I slept but it was not a normal sleep. I was somehow aware of anything happening around me, and some was weird. It was like the dreamworld and the waking world had mixed. So it was not strange that I was dazed and confused for at least two days. I got the impression that Demeter and Rhea were amused, but they made no fun of me. At times one of them came to me with a cup of after or a cup of broth and aided me in drinking it. At day three I was decently aware of everything, I still kept to myself and there was a tree-trunk I had confiscated, claimed it as mine, to sit on and let the sun caress me. The day after I was decently normal again. Till a bit dazed and confused but it was more like a feeling like “Where did I leave my keys”, the day after life had turned to normal for me. I still felt weird, but it was a strange feeling, like something was missing. It was then that Demeter and Rhea approached me, both holding two cups ad a chair. First Rhea sat down and handed me a cup. This is tea, your body actually needs this. It has valerian and aniseed. I slowly sipped the cup. It was nice. The cup was half empty when Demeter sat down on my other side. She handed me a cup too. It was some kind of broth. Here is some chicken soup. You kinda need it, you have been all over the place for close to a week. We will make you some light foods to eat later on. Your body took a hell of a shock. We imbued the bident with the power of creation, fertility is largely about creation, but it is not that simple. So we imbued you with that too. The bident is now stronger connected to you, but it is merely the start. You are the first man in eternity to be given the powers of fertility and creation. We actually did this against out better wills, but others made us promise to hand that to you. ‘The fates?” I asked. Not just them, this is much bigger than you think, but we cannot tell you that yet, it is not our place. Things must go according to a line of numbers, a plan needs to formulate. We do not know it all, but we know some of it and we are not happy. But we agreed. Rhea then looked and me and gave me the ‘bad’ news. Fertility is also a larger burden, I had become a one pump chump. Any woman I enter would make me come in seconds with 100% chance of pregnancy. I looked at Rhea and casually stated that Lachesis might get a nice surprise that day. Rhea and Demeter looked at each other and laughed louder than anyone else had on months. Yes Rhea stated and her two sisters will not be nice about it either. We all giggled for some time. Then Rhea stood up, we will make you some sort of feast, but it will be light food, it has to be, after tomorrow you will be back to normal and a little more then normal, there is every indication that the mix of Kraken and our powers will have larger consequences, but we cannot predict what. This had never be done before. I nodded and relaxed on my trunk. 

It was later in the evening when the feast had arrived and it was indeed quite a feast. There were the fried rice plates with pieces of lamb and some broth stew over it, there were the rice pies with honey, There was a very thick broth that was so thick it could be eaten with a fork, but it had all kinds of stuff in it. Mostly vegetables and herbs, it was lovely. Then there were some kind of pies, on round breads, in there was a mix of lentils and beef, I definitely liked those. It was a meal that lasted several hours and both women were please to see me, I was changing a little, I was not getting fatter, but more sturdy. This was shown that I hardly fitted into my jeans anymore and more important I was almost an inch longer than I had been a week ago. Both grabbed an arm and beckoned me to the house, the put me on the bed and took the sides of the bed. They were naked and they kissed my head, sleep now, you will feel better in the morning.

It was early morning. Both women were still asleep, named looking perfectly amazing. I slowly and quietly got out on the Demeter side as she was smaller. I quietly climbed over her and went to find my clothes. I put on my jeans and t-shirt and noticed something odd, the inch was gone, the jeans now fit as perfectly as they did days ago. There was no mirror, so I just looked down and wondered what had happened. I shrugged and got a bucket the women used and got some water. It was whilst getting the water that I noticed things, things I never aw before. I saw more animals, they seemed illuminated, the trees were more distinct, the land seemed softer and in the distance there was more grey. I looked and could not make anything of it yet, and I wondered if they would tell me. I added the water to the copper pot by the fire and turned the handle so the pot was over the fire. I the went out and god one piece of wood and placed it on the fire. It then struck me that my hearing was a lot stronger too, I heard a pig snorting so I looked around, I did not see anything. The pig snorted again and now I focussed. It was about 200 meters away. That was a lot further than I imagined. My hearing was stronger. Not sure why, but it seemingly mattered. It was an hour later when the women got out. They saw what I had done and thanked me. They looked at each other as I gave a list of all the things I noticed happening from yesterday onward. They looked at each other. Rhea quickly got up. Demeter told me that it was most likely the influence of the Kraken power that was in me now. Then I heard a bang,  massively loud one. Rhea was 50 meters further banging two rods together. She walked back, OK, you can hear more, but not louder, so that is good. Hermes hears everything louder, it is not a nice feeling. You do not have that. We need to start prepping you for the next part, you need to be well fed and well hydrated for what happens next. We cannot tell you yet what, but it makes sense when we get there. Tomorrow we move to Crete, to a place called Gortyn. 

To be continued 

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September 10, 2022 · 15:30

Green is for

The day was easy enough. I was taking the day off and walking the streets of Athens. It was busy, not merely with tourists. Athens had seemingly always been a magnet for travellers, tourists and Greeks. Over the day I heard several Greek dialects. I could not place them as I knew too little of Greece and my Olympian setting did not suddenly make me an expert on all matters Greek. I walked past the taverna’s, I watched the people talk, laugh, smile and some more serious and a little less happy. I walked into some tourist shop and got myself a few T-Shirts. I also bought myself a new set of Oakley’s. I preferred the day to be less bright. It as after a few hours later when I spotted a taverna with a few empty tables. The view was nice and I sat down. A woman approached me. I nodded to her and asked for an Ouzo. She nodded and walked off. She brought the ouzo and a small can of water and ice. I added a little water and slowly sipped it, it was nice, merely nice. But that had been the case a few times. Things tasted a lot more bland than ever before. I was decently certain that it was not where I ate, it was me, but I was not troubled by it. It merely seemed like such a shame that my Olympian side had some optional disadvantages. It was almost three hours later as well as half a dozen Ouzo’s when a young man walked to me and gave me an envelope. I nodded and he ran off. I opened the envelope to find a small note. It merely stated “Greetings Olympian” with an address “Epar.Od. Inois-Magoulas”, no number. So this would be interesting. I went back to the hotel and looked the street up on the map of Athens, it was not there, it was on the second map with the larger Athenian area where it was, and yes, it was not going to be simple. This road went from Skliri to past Skourta. One hell of a road. I looked out for a scooter shop and there were plenty of those in Athens, I had passed several in the morning. There was one decently close to the hotel. As such I went there, asked for a scooter, made sure it was insured and paid the lady at the counter. A simple beige scooter, but it would do. I drove directly to Magoula where I stopped at the Avin store to fill up the tank. It needed little but better be safe than sorry. A few minutes later I got to the Epar.Od. Inois-Magoulas, now there was merely the need to follow the road. I kept my Olympian view on everything, but even after 20 minutes there was no sign of anything looking up to me, I was almost at the end when I noticed a small farm, there were some chestnut trees there, weirdly enough the fields, not very large looked more colourful, the wheat more intense.

I saw this as a sign and drove to the farm. I parked the scooter and walked to the farm. I saw nothing stand out and I was about to walk back to the scooter when a voice stated “Geia sou Olympioníki”, it was a hello. I looked at the woman, she looked in her 40’s, she looked gorgeous, healthy and was wearing some robed dress. A moment later another woman came out, she was some sight to behold. First of all this was a big woman. Almost 7 feet tall, short blonde hairs and a pleasant face. I had no idea how to describe her, she was pretty but not too pretty, she had an intense personality and she walked silent, not something you expect from anyone 2 meters tall. I stared at her. She stared back. She had clearly seen this situation before. The other woman spoke. Hello Olympian, I am Demeter. This is my friend Rhea. Those names I knew, but to see a titan in person, a little taller than me, was weirdly unsettling. I realised that she could rip me asunder without a moments hesitation made me a lot more cautious. Demeter walked up to me. How are you Olympian? I nodded I am OK, just a little taken aback by Rhea I said. Rhea laughed. A directly honest Olympian, who knew? Then I remembered what I had and I grabbed the package and handed it to Demeter. “From Hephaestus” I said. Demeter’s eyes lighted up. “He remembered” she stated and opened the package. She was clearly happy with the gift. Rhea looked at it as well. My old one broke last year. It was a little over 900 years old. This will do nicely. She looked at the handle and she smiled even more. She examined the handle, Rhea was standing next to her looking at it as well. But I got one from town she offered, is it not OK? Demeter looked at her. Comparing a Hephaestus blade to some local smithy? You must be joking. His last blade pruned all the trees for 900 years. There is a reason his blades last longer than anything else. Rhea shrugged, fine, be that way. Demeter laughed. Come Olympian. The pushed me into the small house. The house overwhelmed me with scents. “Sit!” and I did just that. She served me some stew, it smelled amazing and handed me a small bread and that was also overwhelming my nose with more scents. I broke off a piece of bread, it was nothing less than divine. The second bite was the bread dipped in the stew and I nearly fainted. The fullness of tastes, from the bread and the stew was a miracle all by itself. The fullness of the bread, the completeness of the stew, it took my breath away. It hd been a really long time when I ate anything this good. It was clear that Demeter and Rhea knew the impact their food tended to have. But they still enjoyed the impact. I could not place the meat directly, it was not beef. I looked at Demeter and pointed at the stew. Venison she said. I nodded. Yes, I did like Venison, but I had not had any for quite some time and even then it was nowhere near as good as this was. 

It took me almost 15 minutes to eat the bowl and bread. I was savouring every bite and until the final part was gone this dish did not disappoint. They led me to the bed. I wondered what they had in mind. “Where is your bident?” Demeter asked. Rhea shook her head. “Yes, Rhea, it must be done. We all agreed” Rhea was clearly not happy about it. I called forth the bident and it came to my hand. I handed it over to Demeter. “Rhea!” She stated and they both put there hands on the Bident. I could see the green stone light up a little, but just a little, then Rhea pushed me down on the bad and placed Psychofagos in my hand. Hold on tight little Olympian, she then placed her her hands on my testicles and Demeter held both sides of my head in her hand and suddenly the world exploded in colours, scents, sounds and music. I saw the writing on the walls, quite literally and my body felt like it was on fire. “Enjoy the ride Olympian” they let go of my body. Then I heard Rhea say “Keep Aphrodite away from here. He is now so fertile that she could give birth to an entire army of love lovers” that was all I remembered, the world grew dark and it seemed that I was falling asleep, and off I went.

To be continued

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August 18, 2022 · 21:01

Places that are not ever there

I followed the direction given to me and this time I was a lot more cautious, I did not want to get spotted by another crew. And that did not happen. It was almost an hour later when I got close to Glennville. It was like any other town under threat of fire, nothing looked out of the ordinary, the flames were not close to this place but there was some kind of pressure, most people might not notice it, only attuned people and those in tune to their surroundings would and I could see the dogs were cautious and scared, they were frightened, but they seemingly did not know why, merely that there was something to fear, and they did fear, growling to anyone near them, even their own owners, although they did not growl too much at them, but the people knew the animals were afraid and they all blamed the fire, but that did not seem to be the real reason. As he was looking with his Olympian abilities he saw nothing stand out and then it all changed, like waves of water, but they were invisible and it merely seemed like water, but it was not, it wasn’t even air, it was not felt, merely seen. Waves of green, purple, red and yellow. Mixed, separate and cascading,  it was highly surreal and even if anyone else could see it, like him they had no clue what they were seeing. I noticed that the waves were emanating from the other side of town, more importantly a little beyond the town and they were spreading out, and then I also noticed the grass on the other part of town catching flames. I could not be certain that sparks did this, but I felt certain that the people would blame sparks. I parked the car out of view, not hidden, but this is the kind of place that under the situation might be weary of any strangers, so why advertise? I walked around the outside of the town, I was noticed but people took no notice of me, I was away from any issue and any of their belongings. It made sense and I got to the other side 20 minutes later. I was closer to where I expected I had to be and it took close to an hour before the next wave came. I was indeed closer to the centre but it was a little more to the North West. I was close to where I needed to be, but there was nothing but solid rock and ground here. I looked around to see anything at all and nothing was visible. But then I felt something in my bones. It reminded me of the first time the Bident came to life and I looked around and saw nothing, not in any view and I summoned it. I now noticed that the ruby was a lot more shiny and bright than it ever was before. Then the next wave came and the Ruby pretty much screamed the red and flared up. As did the points of my bident. I saw where the wave emanated from and I hit the rock with the points. The rock split apart like it was divided, and only my Olympian view noticed the difference, my normal sight saw the rock as a whole. The opening was large enough to enter and I did. It was a steep decent, but it could be walked and I did that. It was a decent of 200-250 meters. And as I went down, the opening behind me faded and the rock closed again. I continued down and relied on my Olympian vision, which was a lot more useful than night vision. I also noticed that the rocks were warm to the touch, not hot, but definitely warm. 

The decent ended in a small hall, the hall had two shafts going down, diagonally but very step, not something one could walk, but with the bident I had no need for ropes. I looked at the shafts, and then the waves came again. One was only red, the others were all the other colours. It seemed that I had to take the red road, but I waited for a moment, I studied the ruby. I pointed in either direction, but the ruby did not react. I wondered if there was a trap involved, there usually was with things like this and I pondered what direction to go. It. Took a few seconds and I took the red path. 

The decent was simple, it was non revealing and non issues came my way. But there was a clarity here. Everything had a red glare, yet was not really hot, merely warm. I looked around and I saw nothing of notice. Had I taken the wrong path? I looked closely at the stones, the rocks and then I noticed a small shimmer, a small irregularity in the stones, I almost missed it, even my Olympian sight was clearly limiting in this place. But then I focussed not on the colour or the stones, I focussed on the shadows, the shadows gave the light a different stage and the one place that should not show any shadow has the smallest of lines, a line of shadows and I pushed the bident in. The path that it created was different, the floor was pitch black, the sides were red and I kept to the sides as much as possible, I did not fear the darkness but this is not a place where you trust the place that has no light, that much was clear and as I got to the end if that path I was in a new small hall, with one shaft going down. It was less step but a much longer way down and I glided down until the end of the shaft only to see a red glow and now it was a different stage, some kind of lava pool with a path around the pool. I floated to the edge of the pool and landed on the path around it. I walked around the pool and saw nothing that stood out, the lava was beckoning, but this was not a time to test whether I was lava proof, I might not like the answer to that specific riddle. 

To be continued

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August 13, 2022 · 18:16

The plot becomes a mess

The stage was not a good one, I was in a place I did not know too well, one of the fates, fates, who are outside of control of the gods was in front of me and I just moved something through time. It was not looking good. She observed me and seemingly liked what she saw. “You are cautious in acting, you do not act hasty. This is good.” “We were a little concerned when we saw the mess you made in the Platia Rimini, but we saw your approach, we do not disapprove.” She looked at him. “You have a weird future ahead of you, we cannot help, but we can leave hints, like the letter you got. Like a few other things you will see, but it is not the right time yet. There is a much larger problem. These people are now more than a nuisance, they are an actual threat to the force of Gaia and that cannot be allowed. You will have the option to do something and the road you take will decide how many will survive, but a lot of them will have to go. Pollution is damaging the minds of Poseidon and Zeus. The realm of Hades remains intact, but it has its own problems and they must be resolved. Your grandfather is messaging you but it costs him more effort every time he does and that is now at a turning point.” “Summon your bident, now!” He looked at her and complied He whispered ‘psychofágos’ and the bident appeared. Radiant white silver and steel with a core that was not from this earth, it obeyed him and stood strong and with its appearance he felt stronger, he felt more alive and interestingly enough Lachesis suddenly looked like a very old woman, white hairs, but with the body of a 30 year old woman, firm breasts seeping through the thin silk robes. She looked good. “Men will be men”, Lachesis smiled. Obviously happy that she still had appeal to men millennia younger than she was. She took the bident from him and fitted some kind of collar to the base of the two tines and around the socket of the bident. She held a cloth over it that had a weird impact, like welding without heat. She handed the bident back, it felt a little different, but the applied collar was beautiful, it had olympian writing on it, he could not read it, it was small, really really small and the writing curved with the gemstones in the collar. A sapphire, an emerald, a ruby and something white, but not diamond, he did not recognise the stone. There were several sockets not filled. He looked at Lachesis. Where are your two sisters? He looked at her. “They know a little, but not everything, none of us know the entire stage and they are weaving the life lines, life lines that are smudged more and more over the ages and we are concerned. When the lines can not longer be weaved, we become obsolete. We would not know what to do, but to sit in front of an empty loom, with no where to go and no one to talk to. Something must be done.” 

But there is no time, learn the new abilities of ‘psychofágos’, “I will guide you to your first testing ground in the very near future. I have also arranged a new employment. You are now the new investigator of the Piraeus Bank in Athens. You will not be bothered and your income will grow by 400%, you might need money soon. We have also arranged for someone to live 5 years longer, the price was his estate in California, it will be close to the test of flames. It is not merely pollution and environment that is causing the fires. It is the breath of Perses, a titan, it is still captive, but some things are seeping through and the gods ned to be restored to their power of chaos will overrun this world. If you survive that test we will talk about the next step.” 

I was right, I was in trouble. Lachesis continued. “You could die, Hades cannot help, there is no Olympian cure for the embrace of your mother or grandfather, this world will be lost to you and soon thereafter for the billions of souls that will follow.” I looked at the bident, the ruby seemed a little more threatening now. “Go back to London and there you will receive the papers of the address of your new home. Do not move too much, if Perses succeeds the 5 years we gave the previous owner will have been a good deal for him, the breath of Perses will make short work of that place in seconds.” 

I nodded. “Good travels, grand son of Hades. If the tests go well, you will be worthy of an Olympian name”  I looked around, well no one for miles. The church was still there, the windows were still there and he walked towards the scooter and drive back to the rental place. He filled up the gas tank, waived at the woman behind the counter and handed in the key to the scooter. She took it, walked towards the scooter, checked it and nodded in my direction, she signed off the paper and handed me a copy. I went back to the hotel, drank a sip from the fruit juice in the fridge.

Tomorrow would be a new day and with that idea I went to bed and fell asleep. 

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