Olysus/Hooks

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Backstory:

Born from lightning. Zues broke the mold when I was created. It was a happy existance in Olympus. Everything a child could dream of and more. I recieved love, praise and worship. I was educated in the ways of the Gods of Olympus as well as the ways of mortal existence. As I grew older, my studies encompassed other aspects like, mythology, art, the cosmology, politics, science, philosophy, and my favorite, storytelling. As a matter of fact, I enjoyed telling stories so much, and became so good at it, that the other Gods would often request them. As an adult, I continued serving my purpose as a storyteller and in return I was taught things like wrestling, sports, and other athletics. As well as how to use various weapons, although I honestly never enjoyed violence. I learned about animals, history, math, architecture, music, and so many other things. I loved my family and grew to love mortals even more. I watched the world from Olympus. Not its creation, although I was around when man was created. I have seen so many things change over time. Allow me to skip over the ages and bring you to the present. You are probably wondering why, I am here on Earth and not on Olympus anymore. As I told you, everything in my existence was great. Divine might be a better word and as I also stated I was a storyteller. I loved to watch the mortals, and actually truth be told, I got most of the ideas for my stories from them. Tales of war, and love, and personal trials. I did this for as long as man has walked this planet. Until one day, I noticed changes. Mortals, no longer cared about the planet, no longer cared about nature, or animals, no longer cared about each other. They had become consumed with personal selfishness in the forms of hatred, wealth, and power. Just to name a few. I grew concerned, for I loved Mortals as much as anything else. The other Olympians saw my inner struggles and tried to pull me away from them. But deep inside, I knew.. Something must be. But even as a divine being, I was not powerful enough to affect mankind from atop of Olympus. I needed to be down here with the people. Then came the day that I left. It was truly heartbreaking for me. Zues my creator, told me he loved me, but he also warned me that if I were to leave, I could never return. At that moment, I felt like I was being torn apart. I wanted to stay but I knew that Mortals were doomed for self destruction. So I left...