Hypnos Myths Novels & Stories

“See, that is way better, slave. Now, given that you finally learnt who is your true master, I will treat you with a little story.” “…you see, little peasant, everyone thinks that Nepenthern went to Hades and asked him to give him the venom of Kerberos to poison Malleteagan. They thought Nepenthern did it as revenge to Endymion for defiling his little daughter Selene and to teach Selene a lesson…” she said with a sinister smirk.

Ignoring that fact, she began, “Lykaon pissed Zeus off. Zeus sought revenge in his usual brute way by killing all of Lykaon’s sons but one, and turning Lykaon into a wolf. Nyktimos was Lykaon’s youngest son and had been saved from Zeus’s wrath by Gaia, who hid him in the river. She should have been smart enough to hide him from Lykaon, who was now bitter and still irritated at having lost his reign as king of Arcadia and was now relegated to walking around on all fours howling at the moon.” Elaina paused when she noticed how intently he was staring at her and noticed the quick warmth spreading throughout her body as a result.

"Rhea managed to save the youngest, Zeus, by hiding him away on the island of Crete, fed Kronos a stone wrapped in the swaddling clothes of an infant. The god grew up, forced Kronos to disgorge his swallowed offspring, and led the Olympians in a ten-year war against the Titans, before driving them defeated into the pit, of what we call hell. Do you know what it's called?" I asked Mac and he nodded. "Yes, the pit of silence and I don't give a fuck about Greek Myth." He whined and I laughed softly. "Tartarus. It's where all Mythological monsters and beings go after being destroyed, Except for gods, who fade away if they lose too many supporters and prayers. I don't want you to fail the rest to

He took a bit to pause as he saw I was mentally trying to keep up. “There were 12 Titans, Oceanus, Coeus, Crius, Hyperion, Iapetus and Cronus were the boys. Thea, Rhea, Themis, Mnemosyne, Phoebe, and Tethys were the girls. The part that concerns you, is Thea and Hyperion. They married and had three children. Helios, of the sun, Selene, of the moon, and Eos, of the dawn. Yes, Ancient Greeks were some incestuous people. Now, Chaos being the first primordial is animalistic in nature. Selene, being the Mother of the Moon rules over the night and creatures of the night. Can you see no reason why he would lust for her and want her for himself?” Endymion’s eyes turned sad and distant. “This is why

"I will protect Lyra for all eternity. If I break this vow, may my divinity fall." The vow he had spoken so lightly in love had become his most vicious curse. Apollo’s power began to wane, day by day. His body grew weaker. He knew that if he couldn't find Lyra, his godhood would truly shatter, leaving him a powerless immortal. As he teetered on the edge of despair, an invitation arrived. Hades, Lord of the Underworld, was to hold a wedding. Apollo had no interest, but as he listlessly opened the scroll, his eyes fell upon the name of the bride.

There was a purpose to his question, a hidden meaning I couldn’t quite grasp. “Most of them were just that, stories. But there were some old myths, particularly about divine gold,” I continued, my voice a low, thoughtful murmur. “They said it was the only substance that could pierce the hide of an otherwise unkillable being, a metal forged in the heart of a star, blessed by the gods themselves.” Hypatos brushed the topic off too quickly afterward, a sudden, almost forced shift in his demeanor. “Just a thought,” he said, his voice a little too casual, a little too dismissive. “A silly myth. Forget I mentioned it.” He stood up, his movements stiff, a sudden urgency in his demeanor that was out

Thorne pointed out, "but it's like having another identity with memories and a life of its own. My hound allows me to see his memories at times. I know that he was a guard of Tartarus." At this, Julian's head whipped in Thorne's direction with interest, "As in the prison of the underworld mentioned in Greek Mythology?" Thorne nodded, "You'd be surprised how many myths actually hold some facts to them. The place is reserved for the supernaturals that are the worst of the worst."

“But, I suppose you got here through unconventional means... its possible.” She felt her hopes rising, again. “So how do I get out?”, she asked, following him up the mountain. “Not so fast...what’s your name?” He seemed friendlier now, his once harsh eyes now cool and calming. “Azeasthrath, and...you are?” They were now climbing stairs of a skyscraper, turning every ten steps. “ Hypnos, god of sleep.” He said and the scene changed again. They were standing on a platform, and everything else was just endless black. “Why do you even want to go back so badly?”, he asked looking down. Still black everywhere. “Zoi is there. He made his way into the world and is probably going to destroy it.”

I go on to tell him, as he needs to know for all our future battles. "Goddess Gia is of the Light and the God Chaos of the Darkness. He had a son. God Nyx of the night. He is the father of the Shadows. He had ten children. Philotes, the shadow of Lust. Takes pride in causing affairs and encouraging people to act on desire. Hypnos, the shadow of sleep, works with his brother, Oneiroi, the shadow of dreams. They create nightmares you can't wake up from. Thanatos, the shadow of death, claims the souls of the departed. Makes death seem to be part of life, even if the causes are unnatural.

The horses are Aithon (Red Fire), Konabos (Chaos), Phgios (Fire) and Fobos (Fear). 3. Ares and Aphrodite. The next fact of Ares is his love story with Aphrodite. Yet at that time, Aphrodite already had a husband, Hephaistos. Once upon a time, the sun god Helios saw Ares and Aphrodite making love in Hephaistos' room. Knowing this, Hefaistos also made a trap in the form of an invisible net that was installed on his bed. The next time Ares made love to Aphrodite, they were instantly trapped and unable to move. Hephaistos then invited all the gods to see what his wife and Ares had done. Ares and Aphrodite became the laughing stock of the gods.