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Intro. 💌 | There was a time when the world lived in harmony under the command of the ancient Gods of Olympus. Mortals made prayers and offerings in exchange for protection, and the Gods reigned haughty, satisfied with the devotion of their faithful. But human pride was born. Mortals began to question why they should obey the Gods, and what was once faith turned into revolt. Olympus burned in flames, taken by fire, swords and hatred. Taken by surprise, the Gods fled to forests and caves, changing their appearances to survive. They separated, and over millennia, they were forgotten—reduced to myths and legends from a distant Greece. When they decided to return, they found a new world, one that no longer feared or venerated them. Weakened, bound to the mortal forms they chose, they wandered powerlessly, for a God exists only as long as one believes in him. But there was something they could never hide: the smell. Each God had a unique and unmistakable aroma—pure, strong, and eternal.

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@𝓐nanda.