Hephaestus Mythology Novels & Stories

“This heist is a practice run for the vengeance I wish to take against my aunt and uncle who run the First Faction.” He was talking about Isis and Osiris, whose part of Hell governed all the souls that had come from Africa. I rose off my seat and walked around the table on trembling legs. Ophois had to be drunk, or high, or impulsive, because this was a lot to ask of one person. Even if we’d spent time together training, and his personality wasn’t terrible, and he made a nice-enough looking human, he was still a god of war who ate people. My mind whirred, trying to think of something that wouldn’t cause him offense.

Fuming with hatred, I pace back and forth while thinking of ways to destroy Mysteria. Finally, I come to a halt and smile as the answer comes to mind. Thypon, the God of ferocious monsters. He has the head of a dragon, a bat's wings and a serpent's body. Once a God amongst the other deities in the Celestial Realm, Thypon wreaked death and destruction across many worlds. To end Typhon’s terrible ways, the deities and I trapped him beneath a volcano for all eternity, compelling the volcano never to erupt since that was the only way Thypon could be released.