PROLOGUE
ONCE THE MYTH
There was a time when Mount Olympus and its larger than life occupants needed no introduction. I find myself wondering how that came about. I see it as someone not unlike myself feeling compelled to look up and seeing a story in the clouds, decided to tell a tale of life in a mythical place with beings who had everything the world had to offer at their fingertips. Theirs was a magical existence full of epic adventures and they were charged with the responsibility of overseeing All. Then this person, crazy as it sounded, decided to tell their story. People became enthralled with the tales told and the yarns spun and the news of that time began to spread like the wildfire that became the central theme of Prometheus. All the elements existed for a perfect storm of heaven and earth at odds with each other while consumed by a desire to be one like the other.
These stories gained traction of their own as they were picked up and carried about by travelers and migration. What started out as a single seed of an idea by a creative soul seeing a bevy of clouds that inspired an entire world imagined, became the livelihood of the wanderer. Myths began as the mother of invention. The world in which they lived and trying to make sense of it. Which is where we find ourselves still - to this day. In olden times, people seeking better lives and fresh starts or increased income would set out on the dusty roads, seeking markets to peddle their wares or green pastures to till. They would hope for a friendly soul to offer food and lodging in exchange for a story told of whence they came and what was happening there. The better the story, the better the offering in return. So the myths grew into fantastic regallings of having seen them for themselves, or having known someone who had been swept away by the Gods of Olympus.
Myths are not entirely fiction. There is that small seed of truth in every one of them that became embellished by the storyteller to be the greatest story ever told. So far. Eventually scribes emerged and began to record the tales told. Adapted and adopted by those seeking something greater than themselves and their meager existences, the myths became the panacea for hard times. A place to look up to and the hope that there was something bigger than the daily toil to look forward to became the mainstay and ministry of the time. I can well imagine groups talking amongst themselves and families gathering around the hearth, lifting spirits with enthusiasm of worlds beyond and deities galore. Lifting spirits was the whole idea.
There are lessons to be learned to this day from the story of the Myth itself. What began as an idea grew into a means of survival and a reason to keep trying and a need to be a better person because someone was always watching. As civilizations grew, and governments formed, they became a means to an end. A way to control the narrative and terrorize the populace into compliance.
Regional discrepancies became grounds for war over whose heaven was most powerful and whose stories would be told. Whose Gods - or eventually God, should you all look up to. Power became the motivation and dominance, the goal. World domination has since, been the goal. Sadly, that is the truth that emerged from a simple idea to tell a story to make people feel better about their own lives and have something or someone to look up to and hope for the future. They were just trying to make sense of it all in their own way and keep a roof over their heads, clothes on their backs and food in their mouths. Ideas created became fear exploited.
I believe we create our own reality every day. The reality that we need to sleep at night. The world beyond that can try to control us and give us laws to follow and punishments to ensue in order to keep us all in line. What we believe is what actually sustains us still. So if I want to look up at the clouds and see the same thing as someone I never knew from thousands of years ago saw up there and tell the story from my perspective - so be it. Let the myths continue. Since when have we not all been up for a good story?
And while Olympus may still need no introductions because the idea of it still exists, those on high during our millenia will. There are new Gods in High Heaven and they will need to be revealed in light of the changes. To understand their story, you will need to meet them first. Because when it All comes down to it, they are the myth. The myth is real. The myth itself has always been real. The truth is always in there somewhere.
And history always repeats itself.
CHAPTER ONE
History Unfolding Part 1
The Current Counsel of Lords and Lordesses of Olympus
(Yes, it is Counsel and not Council, for Good Reason)
Let us now take a look at the current structure through the First and Foremost of the Realms of High Heaven. Olympus.
LORD BLAZE OF GLORY
(To Begin With)
Lord Blaze, as he is known, if you would, sits as the First Co-Chair of the Counsel of Heir Apparents to the Realm (formerly Pantheon) of Olympus. He also represents Olympus as the First Chair of the High Counsel of the 12 Realms that maintain the continuum of High Heaven. High Heaven remains loyal, to this day, to The Above All, that being Akasha. Akasha is where science and nature (creation) meet to make all things possible.
Conceived by way of Apollo, since birth and birthright has evolved to no longer reflect a sense of incestuous behavior that would confuse the issue of lineage for those who are basic, Lord Blaze is undeniably the tallest of all Lords and Lordesses of Olympus heretofor. Clearly, there were high hopes for him from the beginning. While he towers over the others in spirit, designation and manifestation, (when necessary) he does not laud his height as an intimidation, as he is among the kindest of all the Lord/esses. However, wisdom is not his strong suit. Often, he is naive in his belief in people. Fortunately, there are those around him who are less so.
Blaze is strikingly handsome. He is crowned by a halo of platinum blonde, short cropped hair with a cowlick that rises from a V for victory in the center of his forehead. Strangely, the roots of his hair, and all hair from there down, is black as night. Beneath his onyx, heavyset brows, are a piercing set of eyes the color of the surrounding Oceans of Olympus. Not blue, not green, but somewhat in between. That is how they are described for the record. He is muscular and monumental in form. He is neither lithe or graceful. (Much more the proverbial Bull in a China Shop.) That is not to say that he is not graceful in demeanor. He is also known as a man of few words. He relies on others to do most of the talking, preferring in many instances to be the deciding vote instead. His greatest strength, all physical disposition aside, is his listening skill. He is considered to be shy personally, and reluctant politically but his respect for others and all kinds sets him apart and this is why he sits where he sits.
His Omnipotence reigns primarily through his Powers of Discernment. Blaze is the most discerning. Lord. His Designation is that of Life. As the Lord of Life, he takes everything into consideration. He originated under the previous alignment as the God of War and Peace. But a lot has changed under this Counsel. Most notably, there are no Gods or Goddesses among them. That is how they chose to respect those who went before them and their Elders. (Also, and far more likely, to distinguish themselves from them.) They prefer to be the Lords and Lordesses of Olympus, thus recognizing that they are younger and learning for themselves from past mistakes and successes. And this is their Time.
Blaze prefers to be an androgynous being, by nature, while the form he typically adopts is male, He is adamantly bisexual at his own discretion and equally so. He does not differ between the company of men or women. He remains true to himself and can sustain long term relationships either way where there is understanding. He prefers to keep his personal life as personal as possible. Any previous relationships he was known to be involved in, remain friendships to this day. Mostly, because it is hard not to like him. His smile is infectious. His “heart” is magnanimous. His laugh is uproarious and his inherent charm, while not as obvious as his originator, that being Apollo, is endearing. However, his temper is another story.
Being descended from the energy of Zeus Almighty, Lord Blaze inherited the Aegis, (the All Powerful Shield) and promptly passed it on to his First Co-Chair for safe keeping. He does not trust his own “temper”ment. That is where things do get problematic for him. While he is a slow burn when it comes to anger, his name is Blaze for good reason. (The words - Scorched Earth and Burn is All Down come to mind when describing what the result of that anger can and would be if not wielded correctly.) It is far and wide, considered wise not to make him angry. While many may fear the repercussions of such an unwise choice as that, it is actually the very thing I love him the most for. Good for him.
His Omnipresence is distributed through his Equability. Where things cannot be equal, his presence can and will determine through discernment, that which is equitable accordingly. As long as he can keep his ego in check, which like all Olympians, is a birthright, he will know with certainty.
In form, he would present as a good seven feet tall but taller, and muscular, bordering on burly. He has a distribution of black, curly chest hair enough to be considered sexy but not too much to be thought of as off-putting. He has thighs the size of tree trunks, is tight waisted with a wide stance. His favorite sport is the shot put, for which he continues to hold the title. His sword of choice is the double-edged longsword of truth, which he is a master of. His lips are full and compliment the squared jaw look of his ancestors. He is lightly olive skinned and rumored to be well endowed. His choice of dress is casual, free flowing and the traditional colors of white and blue, for the most part. He also looks very good in red.
His Omniscience is that of reasonably speaking. That says it all.
All Hail Lord Blaze! Thank you very much.
LORDESS APOLLONIA
(Known as Polly to her friends)
Conceived by way of Artemis, Polly sits as First Co-Chair of Counsel alongside Blaze. She is the rightful heir of the Aegis now. She is, after all, a warrior of extraordinary lineage. Polly is also the first alternate to the First Chair on High, able to enact on Blaze’s behalf should he not be available to attend for good reason. Apollonia is a vision to behold. Her ethereal demeanor belies her fierce disposition and can be deceiving. She takes no one and nothing at face value. Looking upon her, it would be forgivable to mistake her for a garden variety fairie or a typical wood nymph. That would be to your detriment though. She prefers to be underestimated. Consider yourself forewarned. She will use it against you.
Polly would be considered slight, lithe and flexible. Just not short in any respect. She sports a headful of sandy blonde, brown-laced, unruly curls that straggle off down to her upper back. There will often be stray twigs or leaves embedded in them. You will find her thoughtfully picking them out during the course of a Counsel Convene. Her eyes are the color of bark and her cheeks retain a peachy sheen. Apollonia lives in Arcadia of Olympus. She has a dwelling unlike any other, with an entirely carved exterior of wood, and entirely furnished in rich fabric cushions throughout. She adores her creature comforts.Unlike her originator in energy and spirit, Polly does not like to hunt. She would prefer to wrestle her prey into defeat and then decide their fate from there.
Her Omnipotence runs like a river through her Powers of The Natural Order of All Things being Equal and/or Equitable, which is a mouthful of a title. The short form would be: She is a Natural and thus, The Natural. Do not, by any means, confuse her with a Mother Nature. You might want Polly for a mother, but you might not. She has a surprisingly lack of patience. But she is so fun to be around. Polly burst onto the scene intact and ready for action.
As mentioned previously, Apollonia stands out as an Ethereal Being by nature. Her sexuality is translucent. She cannot be pinned down by it. She’s not having any of that. Her preference is self sex and others sometimes come in handy. Polly is exceptionally close with Artemis as a trusted source. There is no defying her in her position as her legacy. To Apollonia, legacy is everything. She will always be the one to Convene Counsel and call them to Order before handing it off to Khain for the First Order of Business. She is known for her “no nonsense” approach and will be the one to keep you in check and keep things moving. However, she is prone to her whims, so what direction they move in at any given time is anyone’s guess.
Some wonder, given her whims, if she is the best possible choice to safeguard the Aegis. Blaze is not one of these people. He trusts her implicitly. She returns that favor. Theirs is a deep and abiding bond. They reflect the bond established between Apollo and Artemis since their inception as twin energies. They are not the best of friends. They are the best of their time. Side by side, they oversee and understand. Understanding is the core thesis for Counsel. While her whims may seem on the fly, there is always a rhyme and a reason to them. What may look like a flight of fancy on her part, is rooted in her deep desire to improve upon the circumstances, with or without standing, by understanding them as needed.
Her Omnipresence is revealed in spirit through Nature’s Way. That which comes naturally to her and others is oftentimes, what is at stake. She is the gatekeeper of the Natural Order and knowing this, is what allows everyone to know they are safe. She is always at the ready to take down anything or anyone that gets in the way of furtherance.
In form, she would present as mid to late twenties, of average height and build. But she is much stronger than she looks. She is as pale a moonlight by night and sun kissed by day. Her moderate shapeliness keeps her in demand enough for her liking while limiting a following to a manageable degree. Her sport of choice is wrestling on any front. Her weapon of choice is a javelin, at which she is notably adept. She can also run like the wind on legs most women would kill for. Her facial features denote a loveliness but are unremarkable at first glance. By the second or third, you are taken in by a rare beauty. Her choice of dress is earth tones, naturally. She does like short skirts and sleeveless tops made from the skins of her conquered prey. Skin is in for her. Polly always has skin in the game.
Her Omniscience is flipping the script. You would have to see it in action to fully understand it. But take heart, because she always does.
All Hail Lordess Apollonia! That would be best.
LORD KHAIN
(More often Cain)
Co-conceived by way of Apollo and Ares out of mistrust of one for the other, this legacy is the difference between night and day. Cain sits as the First Co-Chair of the Second Seat of Counsel. He is possibly the most loved and highly respected of all the legacies. He is the truest to himself among them. If Gay was a God, his name would be Cain. There is no disputing this. He is a onesex Lord of Lords and onesex only, never wanting any other kind in keeping with his disposition. His originators can vex over it all they want. Cain makes no apologies. He is pragmatic and the penultimate gaylord.
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Cain is beyond good looking. He is the kind of good looking that resonates with you to the very core. It sticks with you. His hair is tiger striped and always neat and well maintained. There is a perpetual shine to it that comes from within. His eyes are labradorite personified. His face is symmetrical. His smile is peneratable and his teeth are uniform. His brows are immaculate and deep auburn with a hint of chocolate brown. He is the epitome of gracefulness, especially under pressure. Cain never loses his cool. He remains unflappable, even under the most contentious of circumstances. He is the one that will do most of the talking. He is a profound orator and debater. His strength is his voice. It can lull you or wake you up, depending on what is required. It is the voice of the ages. He has the lyrical quality of Apollo and the call to arms of Ares. As well, he is a remarkable litigator, mitigator and mediator. You turn to him when you need a stalemate resolved or an argument settled once and for All.
His Omnipotence is the Word. He is able to discern the right word to fit the occasion. That does not mean he is the final word on the subject. That will always go to a vote, with Blaze typically casting the final vote. However, given that Blaze and Khain are in kind and in keeping with to some degree, they are often in agreement . But when they are not - they are not! And Khain, at those times, realizing he could only too well, incite Blaze to anger with a single word, will most likely defer to another to take the lead. He is immensely protective by nature. He can choose to be the best of both worlds or the worst of both worlds. His life was poised on the razor’s edge from his beginning. No one in their right mind would want to be Cain.
Cain is ambiguous for some. He prefers to be seen but can often not be found. He will disappear when not needed only to reappear unexpectedly, feeling that he is needed. That has been known to drive his lovers to borderline madness at times. Somehow, though, he always makes up for it. Everyone is Cain’s friend but Cain himself. Friendship given is not his strong suit. This may be the only place he falls short. He is more than willing to receive it but has extreme difficulty giving the same in return. He will protect,defend to the death and have everyone’s back. But true, meaningful, heartfelt friendship for others eludes him. He gets that from Ares. Still, he is a blessing.
Being Lord of the Word, Spoken or Written or Otherwise Thought Of is a hefty title that he wears well. He can Sonnet on a dime or shut down a wayward conversation with a look as if to warn “are you going to make me say it?” whatever “it” is. He doesn’t always have to speak to be heard. He can just as easily give you “that look”. He does not pontificate though. Nor does he ramble on. He is a master wordsmith of epic proportions. He will often speak quietly and even in a monotone to make his point. His delivery is his greatest discernment of All. You could use so many words to describe Cain, but he wouldn’t.
His Omnipresence is felt always and everywhere, even if he isn’t around. That is the beauty of words. They are universal. Cain does have an enormous ego twofold to contend with. He has twice the battle there as the other heir apparents do. His ability to stay grounded and limit his interactions balances his conflicting nature while he maintains, much to their discomfort, that Apollo and Ares are much more alike than they are different.
In manifestation, Khain is designed to make you swoon. As if they planned it that way. Lord have mercy. The Olympians do know. He stands a good six feet tall or better with an enviable stature. He is sleek, and copper toned while appearing translucent from within. HIs eyes will draw you in while his smile will melt your heart. He is beautiful in a rugged way. He dresses neatly in form fitting wear and prefers black and white with a pop of color somewhere where you would least expect it. He has radiant sky earrings that catch the light and draw attention to his face. His lovers are somewhere between numerous and a select few depending on who you ask - because he will never tell and it’s his word against yours. Cain is a good sport and therefore, excels at many. He favors the race though. His weapon of choice, if he had to pick just one, would be the stake through the heart.
His Omniscience is a prevailing logic few can access. We all wish we could but he can.
Damn him.
All Hail Lord Khain(Cain)! Gotta love him.
LORDESS PRETORIA
(Don’t Call her Pretty for short)
Conceived by way of the Illustrious (and equally industrious) Athena, Pretoria, who prefers to be called Tory, (as in Victory) is the Second Co-Chair of the Second Seat of Counsel. Tory is the Queen of Counsel. Not in the monarchical sense that the word is most often attributed to, but in the truly regal sense that it belongs to. And how could she not be, given her legacy? Pretoria carries the mantle of Justice and the Way in Which it Should Apply. I should be measured out without blindness but in full view of the facts as they pertain to the matter at hand. She carries forth the scepter.
Pretoria is difficult to describe. Her understanding of her own worth and value depends upon her mood. She is the force to be reckoned with at times. She wavers at others. She is, however, effortlessly stunning,and yet, she has a slight edge of coldness about her. Her “heart” weighs heavy on her at times. Her gray eyes can go from sparkling to overcast suddenly. She would be considered voluptuous by our standards but she would recoil at that particular description, true or not. (And would most likely insist Cain strike that word from the Record.)
Tory is always trying to live up to the expectations placed upon her that she inherited with her Right of Passage. She knows has very big shoes to fill. While most of the Lords and Lordesses prefer sandals to their feet, Tory is always in her calf-skinned boots, laced up to her knees and adorned in some way. Yet, she takes herself far too seriously at times. She knows she is the body politic of Counsel, which she readily aspires to, but she is the most likely to quit at any given moment.
Pretoria has a unique Omnipotence unto herself. She derives it through her Scepter. The Scepter is named Rule. Having received omnipotence through conception like All the Legacies, she chose to distance herself from it to maintain objectivity. Atop the Scepter, sits a crystal dome that reflects back to her and her alone. She only carries it when required to. While she still abides with Athena, she can shed her omnipotence and rely on her environment instead. She refuses to become dependent on omnipotence, preferring instead to depend on the wisdom of the ages acquired by Athena for the guidance she needs.
And yet, unlike Athena, Pretoria is also a hopeless romantic. Much like the fairytale queens we grew up with, she relishes her rule while longing for a great love to steal her away from it all. While she can be ice cold in her application of the Rule Required in Accordance with the Circumstances, she pines privately for a consort who would take care of her. Ever the juxtaposition of strong women with a softer side. (Obviously, she has yet to find it as I am writing this. But not for a lack of trying. Tory is always trying.)
Beneath all that strength and confidence, are the insecurities we all fall subject to. And, like all of us, those insecurities can reveal themselves in unlikely and untimely manners. She is known to take them out on those she trusts the most instead of placing them fully in the lap of those who have triggered her for whatever reason. Just ask Cain. He is usually on the receiving end of her perceived ire. Still, she has a quiet and unassuming smile that masks her lonely heart and wins him over in the end. Easily.
Her Omnipresence shows up primarily in teachable moments. She can teach us all something. Most of her lessons have a lasting effect and result in changes being made for the betterment of All. That is because Tory wants everything and everybody to be better than it is or they are. All the Time. Herself included.
In form, she would look like a movie star. Not the glamorous, over made-up type, but the Queen of the Silver Screen Type. The ones that retain a sense of mystery about them in a very public forum. She would stand an elegant height, weigh the appropriate amount, always look presentable, and have her hair done. She loves her auburn locks. She will style them in many different ways. She loves deep, rich colors and details on her attire. Especially embroidery. She loves embroidery. And tapestries. However, Tory does not much care for sport but will participate in the Games, for target practice, if nothing more. Give her a good bow and arrow and she will show her true colors as a marksperson.
Her Omniscience is the wisdom of the ages she hopes to pass on from its origins. That, and being a hopeful romantic at some point in time.
All Hail Lordess Pretoria! Please and thank you.
LORDESS MAGDALENA
(In the Meantime)
Brought in by way of necessity, Magdalena sits in interim, while most would agree, that is more of a technicality at this point. Because this is Olympus and Gods are still only human, just not subject to mortality and with greater powers, bad things still happen. But where there is accountability and when you hold yourself to a Higher Standard, examples need to be made to set the example. Unlike the Elder days, if you fail to rise to the occasion of your disposition and destiny in such a way that it reflects poorly on the representation of All, you can be ceremoniously dismissed and demoted. Or even worse. We will not go there just yet.
Such was the situation this Counsel found itself in. A vacancy resulted. Hence, Maggie became the First Co-Chair of the Third Seat Appointed. She was raised up to fill the void a great inaction created. Inactions are the greatest infractions. It always comes down to what you did not do in light of your advanced understanding. You failed to account, most likely.
Maggie sits in consort with her beloved and betrothed, Orestes. Together, they occupy the Third Chair of Counsel. Her Legacy will, perhaps, be revealed down the line. That is not as important to her being seated as her willingness to rise to the greater need of the people than that of her own. But she is a powerhouse Lordess and so this is not so surprising. Less dominating in stature notwithstanding, Magdalena is at least twice her size in spirit. She can be quite vocal without being loud. She has a jaunt to her step, with an absolute mass of golden curls atop her head that will bounce in emphasis with her every step. Her smile is every bit as golden. She has a carefree glow to her that resonates with most and a twinkle in her deep blue eyes that endears most to her. Most being the operative Word. For not all feel the same way about the effervescent Magdalena. She can rub people the wrong way.
Maggie is honest to a fault. Being young, she has yet to learn how to reign it in and be more diplomatic in her approach. She remains, therefore, under the watchful eye of the rest of the sitting Lords and Lordesses of Counsel. Especially those of Lord Blaze who is the most protective of her, even more so than Orestes. And rightfully so, The egos of the Gods can be so easily bruised. (You might say, that is their collective Achilles Heel.)
Her Omnipotence, you might think would run like a river through her honest assessment of anything, actually derives from her ability to lighten the load of others. Magdalena is the Light That Shines on All. She is light hearted by nature. The only thing heavy about her are her bosoms, which is what most attracted Orestes to her in the first place. Back in Olympus, some things never change. Fortunately, many other things have. Does she weaponize them against him at times to keep him in his place? Well, they have been betrothed for quite some time now. He is either truly beholden to her, which says a lot for him, or she is adept at keeping him well in line, which says a lot about her. I would not be so bold as to be the judge of this.
Maggie looks as close to a person as humanly possible for a Lordess. So much so, that she could be mistaken for a mortal. Her sheen is ivory and her form is desirable. She is compact and contained and makes great use of her beautiful hands while she speaks. They fly to her aid like wings to make her message heard. Fluttering about in a mesmerizing fashion. Her laugh is musical and her charm is infectious. Her temper is short lived and her kindness knows no end. And most of all, to Magdalena, friendship is everything, which is why she works so very hard to balance her honesty with temperance. (She is also super funny and surprisingly less honest when she is drunk.)
Her Omnipresence of choice, because she is capable of many, is Harmony. Where there is discord, she will be found striking a common chord like a tuning fork to the soul.
If she showed up anywhere in your life, you would naturally gravitate towards her. She has the most welcoming demeanor. She dons herself in floweful prints and loves a good scart. She has a tendency to wear the most adorable sandals and always, and I do mean always, has her fingernails and toenails polished to near perfection. Actual perfection does not exist in High Heaven. All remain grateful to this day for that. Except maybe Maggie, whose manicure and pedicure would always be perfect if that were possible. But room for improvement must always exist. Improvement is, by far and at large, more important for All than perfection. Magdalena can work a Mace like Magick. It is the only time people who know and love her seek to keep their distance from her. They need to keep their heads about them.
Her Omniscience is her singing voice. No one can carry a tune like Maggie.If there was competitive karaoke in Olympus, Maggie would win everytime,
All Hail Lordess Magdalena for stepping up! Cheers!
LORD ORESTES
(Or - Everybody’s Wing Man)
Orestes occurred by way of Ares, through no fault of his own either way, depending upon whom you ask, either or. Or is enigmatic and charismatic. He is the type of Lord you could put in a room by himself and he would still manage to have the best time out of anyone. He very much appreciates his own company and would find it hard to believe that anyone would not. He is between tall and taller than most but the most athletic of all. He can move like lightining. He is the natural gymnast and stronger than most. He will arm wrestle anyone who says otherwise. Even Apollonia. Or has the winning smile among the heirs. He will use it to his advantage, His dark hair and even darker eyes are offset by the proverbial 1000 watt smile he can flash in an instant. This has managed to get him out of more than one dicey situation. Orestes is the best friend we want for life. He would have your back. But when he goes dark, he goes dark. He has been known to brood uninterrupted for indeterminate amounts of time. Less so, however, since he succumbed to the charms of Lordess Magdalena.
She is his weakness. So much so, that sometimes he can’t seem to think straight around her. She has power over him and since their union, he has become the “happy wife, happy life” Lord in residence. Who knew a conception of Ares would be the whipped one of the bunch. Still, everyone admires them for their commitment that still stand till this day. This devotion is why Maggie is the first Co-Chair of the Third Seat and Or is the Second. (A note of explanation here as to the Chairs and the Seats. The First are Chairs and those who sit in them can introduce or second motions. The seats are otherwise. They work in conjunction with. The First can introduce a motion and the Second will Second.) For Orestes to defer to Magdalena is the highest order of support for as his beloved and betrothed. He therefore raised the Standard.
His Omnipotence is Loyalty to Service Above and Beyond and to All. His loyalty is his passion. His passion is his loyalty. Not too any one individual in particular though. So much more is the cause. He seeks the greater good for All. He is surprisingly astute. You would not think so upon first meeting him. He is deceptively obtuse at times. He can also be an annoyance. Maggie would attest to that easily. But he remains loveable, even at the worst of times.
His humanity suits him and he often wears his mantle. He’s most comfortable in uniform or leather. He is tanned and gorgeous. His dark hair brushes the nape of his neck and gold becomes him. There was a time where he was the gadabout and he did leave a trail of broken hearts behind him. He knows Fate caught up with him for it and he does not choose to argue with them about it, knowing he earned his karma and appreciates the result accordingly. He has become a great humanitarian as a result. Many look to him for guidance and advice. The first name on the list of those to do so will always be Blaze for they are best friends. Since inception, they have been in kind and in keeping with friendship.
Sadly, Or can be his own worst enemy at times. He struggles with himself. Nobody quite knows why. Most attribute it to Legace issues. My take on it is simple. Oresetes is complicated. He has sparks of temper, flashes a smile and internalizes the damage and takes it out on himself to spare others. Quite brave of him.
His Omnipresence is his lightning speed. He is The Quickness. You would thing that designation would be more in keeping with a Legacy of Hermes, but it All goes back to the source. Distribution is anyone’s guess.
To look upon Or in form, you would be most impressed with his physique. Emblematic of the Greek Deities, his is one to be desired. Tall enough to look up to and flexible enough to desire, with sleek, mediterranean skin and a flat footed stance the can seldom be thrown off. He is a master of weaponry but his double-bladed ax is his favorite because it allows him to take two heads at a time with a single swing back and forth. He continually practices his swing in the event he actually gets to use it some day. Clad in his mantle and leather with gold dripping and hair blowing in the wind while he heaves his weapon back and forth in earnest, Orestes is a sight for sore eyes.
His Omniscience is Everywhere. Thus, he can be all at once. Within bounds - for now.
All Hail Lord Orestes. Thanks to him.
LOOKING BACK
(Let’s Review)
Since we are halfway through our introductions at this point, it might be a good time to talk about All. What is the All? Contrary to what you might be thinking, it is not the All Knowing you might associate with Omnipotence. It is “possibility” incarnate. Possibilities exist in their own right. We All exist within the Realm of Possibilities. Hence, the Realms charged with the responsibility of maintaining All Possibilities. There must always be possibilities. All things are possible at any given time. This is the mandate of High Heaven. To keep the gate open for possibilities unending to support infinity. If there is no infinity, no one can live forever. And since the Gods are immortal by nature, their lives depend upon infinity more than any others do. That is why All is so important to them. Everything they do is in service and deference to All. Then, they pass that on to everyone. They are the conduits for eternity. They are not the BE ALL AND END ALL! All must never end. We must never run out of possibilities. Anything that promotes an ultimate end to anything promotes an ultimate end to all possibility. That runs contrary to how this universe was designed to exist - indefinitely.
Wanting to be definitive could be our downfall. And yet, we are subject to it by our own design. We chose this. We want happy endings and closure, We want limitations and answers and conclusions. We loathe being theoretical and hypothetical beings. We would rather rely on Dogma than philosophy. We are pea brained idiots when it comes to saving ourselves, and I do include myself in that assessment. I am as much of a sucker for a fairy tale ending as anybody. But that is because we lack the understanding necessary to wrap our heads around the All Encompassing Nature of the Universe. The most we can do is rely on our instincts. Sadly, we have gotten further and further away from trusting our instincts as we continue to develop a dependency dynamic to our detriment. We always want somebody else to do the heavy lifting for us. Solve the big problems for our sake. Provide the answers we need. Give us the reason. We are the reason. If we internalized that to the degree we should, we would discover that we are the reason for All. All wants to make everything possible for us. Can you imagine a life where anything and everything is possible - for you and just you - indefinitely? That is not a rhetorical question.
How did this happen? We may never know, but the possibility to know exists among All the other possibilities. The closest I can get to understanding it lies in the Akashic Records which supersedes. The Akashic Records are an ongoing record of All Possibilities which must always be added to at all times to maintain their existence, thus maintaining the existence of the All and everything that goes along with that. That is the nearest that I can get to explaining the All.
I do not know if Akasha is an entity or an idea. Anything beyond that is for mystery to decide. How the Records came to be is anyone’s guess since anything is possible. It All comes back around on itself. This is the continuum. And the Beauty of it All.
So that is a short and as concise as possible explanation for what this discourse is All about. It is the best I could do. I’m mortal. You are too if you are reading this. The best thing you can do for yourself in this condition is try to be open minded. People might begin to ask if I am channeling all this. To them, I would say - “Anything’s possible.”
I’m certain, by now, that you are waiting for some drama to ensue. And rightfully so. Because if anyone brings the drama, it is The Olympians. However, I am only just beginning to get comfortable with the process, so please bear with me. Especially since I am about to try to describe perhaps the most interesting Lord on Counsel, for he is an actual offshoot of Zeus Almighty. Albeit, later in life which is why he sits with the others. So allow me to introduce you to Seidonysus. Otherwise known as SOZ - Son of Zeus (by his own doing).