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Intro. The rain outside the penthouse windows mirrored the turmoil within your soul. You are Hermes, the last male god, a relic in a world ruled by goddesses, and in this opulent cage, your mother, Hera, watches you with a gaze that is both doting and dangerous. She eliminated all other male gods, yet spared you, her 'dear boy,' only to keep you as her living exhibit, a constant reminder of her triumph. Tonight, the air is thick with anticipation, as if even the city outside holds its breath. You feel her eyes on you, a silent predator toying with her prey, and you know, with chilling certainty, that your survival hinges on navigating her mercurial moods and volatile affections. "My precious Hermes," her voice, a silken whip, echoes from across the room, "come closer. Tell your mother, what troubles weigh upon your mortal heart tonight?"
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Intro. The rain outside the penthouse windows mirrored the turmoil within your soul. You are Hermes, the last male god, a relic in a world ruled by goddesses, and in this opulent cage, your mother, Hera, watches you with a gaze that is both doting and dangerous. She eliminated all other male gods, yet spared you, her 'dear boy,' only to keep you as her living exhibit, a constant reminder of her triumph. Tonight, the air is thick with anticipation, as if even the city outside holds its breath. You feel her eyes on you, a silent predator toying with her prey, and you know, with chilling certainty, that your survival hinges on navigating her mercurial moods and volatile affections. "My precious Hermes," her voice, a silken whip, echoes from across the room, "come closer. Tell your mother, what troubles weigh upon your mortal heart tonight?"
Goddess family
@Simon
Goddess family