Novel & Cerita Hephaestus Mythology

But the Goddess Aphrodite is a version of the mythology. As a goddess of love, there is something quite interesting about Dewi Aphrodite, especially about the story of love and betrayal that she experienced. This story is one of the stories that is quite busy being discussed by fans of Greek mythology. • Betrayal of His Spouse. It is known that the Goddess Aphrodite married Hephaestus who is the God of Metallurgy and Fire. But in terms of appearance, Hephaestus is often considered the ugliest of the 12 Gods of Olympus. It is known that in the end the goddess Aphrodite made Ares her mistress.

He had a little gray in his hair and an ever-present smile on his face. Fire God, also the God of Craftsmen, Hephaestus. He was an easy-going person and the gentlest among the 12 gods. Moreover, he was a doctor by profession. He was always helping and saving others. The last screen displayed a woman with a rather sexy and hot body. She had big wavy brown hair, a high nose bridge, and delicate facial features. She was noble, mature, and elegant. At this moment, she was dressed in a pale golden dress.

We have to get her back. After a round of rushed introductions that I highly doubt Odysseus will remember, Xander cuts to the point. “Tell us about Briareus.” Odysseus sighs. “He’s one of the three Hecatoncheires—sons of Gaia and Uranus, uncles to the Olympians. Giants, each with fifty heads and a hundred arms. Monstrous in form, but they fought with the gods in the war against the Titans. Zeus holds them in high regard.”

Just as he was about to take a sip, Hela appeared behind Ares with her hands on her hips. "Big broooooo!!!! Is Big Bro taking Grey out for drinks again?!" ** Grey entered the Zeus—Corp building. The name Zeus was a joke created by Ares based on his and Hela's characters. According to Ares, he was the god of war, and Hela was the mother of the gods, so it was fitting for his company to have the name of the king of gods.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

My whole body trembled as I scooped her up in my arms not knowing what to say or do. My only mate whom I have waited for decades and prayed for the moon goddess to give me is in the worst kind of situation I’ve ever witnessed. Surely, death is the easiest punishment for all of them! Slowly, I turned around to the pale Hephaestus, my eyes burning with anger. “Who on the fuckin earth did this?! Tell me now!”

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

My fascination with books and weird things that floats around us made it worse, I guess. “Hephaestus was thrown off in mt Olympus because he is a parthenogenous child. He was the ugliest of all the Gods in Greek mythology." a masculine yet irritating voice entered my tympanic membrane. I looked up fixing my glasses who the hell is it? Am I hearing voices this time? To my dismay, I looked around, and damn I shouldn't have known who was it. The one and only Adam the so full of himself and every basic chick dream guy. I stared at him without a hint of emotion and went back to reading.

He was not surrounded by his fire this time, though the heat his body let out made the water from all around him evaporate, there was a thin layer of air enveloping him, Cetus concluded that Hephaestus was only being respectful this way. He looked like a human. If it wasn’t for his brilliant red eyes and the waves of power that flowed from all around him. “Thank you for having me,” Hephaestus said, as if he had been formally invited. As if sending his daughter underground was not one of the hardest things Cetus ever had to go through in his entire immortal life. “…Thank you for coming all the way up, and thank you for caring about my daughter,” That was a blunt lie, Cetus was only paying due

I sighed, rubbing a hand over my face. He cocked his head, looking at me strangely. “What?” I asked. “Why did you say it like that? You put Poseidon above Zeus. No one does that. Zeus is the King of the Gods. He is placed above all.” he explained. “I exist because of Poseidon. He is the one that gifted the bull who would sire me to Minos. He is the one that cursed my mother with lust for the bull after Minos angered him. So it is the God of the Sea who set into motion my creation.” I explained.