Origins Of Olympus Novels & Stories

“The meeting with the board of directors in Olympus is coming soon. Here are the data you asked for as well as the reports you would like to present to the board.” “Olympus?” Angelique struggled with the thought. . Of course, if the underworld is real, it just makes perfect sense that Olympus is real. If Hades and Persephone is real, then Zeus, Poseidon and all the other gods and goddesses are real. She wondered what they would look like.

It then ran again as fast as it could until it could see the outline of the rocks that stood over the spring-fed pond. This was where the wolves, true descendants of the she-wolf that suckled Romulus and Remus, the founders of Ancient Rome, held their meetings. The story of their origin had come to them unfiltered over the years from Alpha to Alpha, as the first task of a real Alpha was to tell this story word for word, and it goes thus—

How I wish I really belonged in this place. “Anyway, Ms. Patterson. Since we’re talking about it, you must be aware of the Seven Caste of Powers here in Olympus. I presume that you already have ideas about it?” She explained, going back to her formal and authoritative aura. She must have noticed that she’s taking off too much of her mask. “Yes, but not that much though,” I replied. The orientation went on and I must say that the more I get to know Olympus, the more I wanted to stay here. It’s as if I don’t want to wake up from the dream I can make use of as an escape against the cruelty of the human world.

Yet, when Jim mentioned her family back in Celestial Empire, her expression was intriguing. Perhaps, Tyr Summers and others only knew Olympias grew up in a war-torn country. Still, they were unaware that Olympias came from Celestial Empire; Olympias was a native. There was more; she still had surviving relatives in Celestial Empire. Those relatives seemed to put tremendous pressure on Olympias. Yet, Jim was pretty clear about this matter. Perhaps he was the only one who knew about this in Regal Palace. At this time, Sheriff Clover and that bomb disposal expert ran toward Jim and Olympias at their first opportunity.

"Why is it called 'home of the gods'? These people seem to believe in all this nonsense about Home of gods, and Mount Olympia. "A long time ago, after the war between heaven and the underworld, Zeus and those on his side decided to dwell amidst the mortals, right here, on Mount Olympia, to protect them." She said. She seemed quite happy to tell the story, like she was present when it all happened—if it actually did happen. All this doesn't make sense. Why would Zeus come to earth to protect mortals, couldn't he do it right there, from heaven? "How do I get to this home of the gods, house of Zeus?"

?" Again she stopped and turned to Amaris for her answer. Amaris nodded this time still waiting for Anna to get to the point. "Christos said that those three gods were Apollo, Selene, and Tyche. Correct?" Anna was just giving Amaris more of a dramatic pause this time, so Amaris did not even bother to answer or acknowlede Anna. Anna was pacing some more with her arms folded and one hand to her chin as she walked. "Now, follow me here, Andreas told us about some of the different gods when we were in the car. He told us about the Titans, and Zeus. He told us about some of the other big name gods like Hera, and Aphrodite. Children of the Titans, and then he started telling us about the

Both of them kissed their king on the cheeks and went away. “How did you do that?” Brock asked, astounded. “Do what?” Rad blinked before snapping his thoughts back on track. “Oh, right, newcomers. I’m an Olympian, by the way. We have shape-shifting powers. I’m the one who causes these….” He gestured to the people possessing animal appendages. “Olympian,” I mumbled. “Mt. Olympus.” Hercules was also from Mt. Olympus. Aside from super-strength, would that mean I had shape-shifting powers too? I would think about that some other time. My stomach started grumbling.

He said so passionately and it only remained a tiny bit for me to swoon over him. "The only adventure I want is to Greece," I said as I continued the talk on History, "So many human generations later, Zeus released Kronos and his brothers from this prison, and made the old Titan king of the Elysian Islands, home of the blessed dead, Kronos was essentially the same as Kronos, the primordial god of time in the Orphic Theogonies. Afterwards the Greek gods and goddesses, or sons and daughters of Kronos, married each other and had kids with each other. Like Zeus' daughter, there was Athena, who grew out of Zeus' head, becoming the brain child."

As they climbed, the air grew thinner and cooler, but somehow more alive – filled with the presence of ancient things, of rock and water and sky that had existed long before gods or mortals walked the earth. At the top of the path, they emerged onto a small plateau overlooking the entire valley. Here, there were no marble columns or golden statues – only a circle of smooth stones arranged in a spiral pattern, and in the center, a single olive tree growing from a crack in the rock. It was small and gnarled, its trunk twisted by wind and time, but it stood strong and proud against the vastness of the sky. "This tree was here before Olympus was built," Eirene said, moving to stand beside it and

Prophecy In the beginning, there was nothing, just chaos. From chaos came the primordial beings. The first primordial being to spring forth from the void of chaos was Gaea, the Earth Mother. Through a virgin birth, her son and eventual husband was born. He was Ouranos, the Sky Father, and their love was such that it would last until the last universe exploded into nothing. Together, they sired the Titans, the Hekatonkheires known as the Hundred-Handed Ones and the Elder Cyclops. Two of the Titans were Hyperion and Theia, who gave birth to Selene, the Moon Goddess and a favourite grandchild of Gaia.