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kykyonthemoon · 9 days ago

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Where This World Decays

In the sinful and ruined city of Linkon, he met her. She was the family he had sworn to protect with his life. Still, he lost her. Years later, the girl who appeared before him seemed to be an entirely different person. She recalled only his name, while she had forgotten their childhood together. His pip-squeak from the past was dead. The person by his side was now an SSS-level praedator. Regardless of what she became, he would always protect her...

A corrupted councilman. A praedator in the guise of an enforcer. Could there be a safe haven for them in this world?

── .✦ Caleb x MC

── .✦ Tags: R16, AU, dystopian world, dark themes, crimes & mild violence, mental issues implied, trauma, corruption, angst with a little fluff, hurt/comfort, death and resurrection, murder implied, childhood friends, open ending.

── .✦ Word count: over 5000w - a short story divided into five parts.

── .✦ Ky Ky's notes:

MC’s name in this story is Asteria, a name Caleb gave to her when they were little. I chose this name after the titan Asteria in Greek mythology, who is Perses’s wife (Perses is Caleb’s codename in the current event story).

This story is submitted to the Love and Deepspace [Desire Savage, Embrace Tomorrow] Fan Art Contest.

Your support on my X is always appreciated <3

── .✦ Masterlist ♡ Request a fic (closed for the time being)

…Recent attacks in Linkon have targeted officials, as per reports…

…The body of an LCBI enforcer was discovered in an abandoned warehouse near the Southern District last week. Another enforcer has been reported missing.

…Hydra, an SSS-level praedator, is said to be behind the assaults. The exact identity of Hydra remains unknown. However, new witnesses believe Hydra is female, not male as initially mentioned.

…Up until now, the councilman of the Northern District has yet to respond to charges and pressure from other parties…

The screen in the room grew black. The buzzing noise from the old radio vanished with it. Everything became silent. Beyond the glass pane, the city of Linkon twinkled like stars, delicate in the dense, hazardous night.

He strolled around the room. There was not a wrinkle or a stain on the white uniform he wore. It did not belong here. Yet he needed it as a shield to protect this old watchtower, to protect the person he loved.

He passed through the ages-old door, which led to a darker and colder chamber. There were more than a dozen other antiquated CCTVs on the wall that he had connected to a network, though the only red dot he cared about was in the center, in this room. His gaze landed on the corner. A modest bed was placed there, bound to the floor with chains. On the pure white mattress lay a petite sleeping angel, as if she felt no agony from having her wings shattered and being imprisoned in this place.

He approached her, gently as he wished not to wake her. He sat down on the edge of the bed, removed his glove, and stroked her face. Her drenched hair was brushed aside, revealing the face engraved in his dreams. The touch awoke her. When she turned, the shackles that held her began to creak.

“Caleb?…” She called to him, half asleep. As long as she called, he would always be there.

“How are you feeling, pip-squeak?”

She did not respond straight away. Her eyes opened slowly. As the dark chamber loomed in front of her and the heavy shackles pushed down on her, she appeared fully awake.

"Caleb? Why are you here?"

She struggled to break free from her bounds. However, the more she moved, the more anguish she experienced. He grabbed her hand and softly caressed it.

“Stay still, pip-squeak. You’ll be fine.”

“What happened, Caleb? Did I… Was I in a Frenzied State again?”

His eyes met hers for a moment, then he tried to avoid this uneasy conversation by consoling her more.

“Do you want anything to eat? How about braised chicken wings? I’ll make it for you right away.”

But she was restless. Her voice rose as she called his name:

“Caleb! Tell me! What happened? How long have I been here?”

“Not for long, pip-squeak,” he lied. “You barely realized I was gone to the center of the city and back.”

"I feel like I've been sleeping for forever…" She spoke again. "Can I go outside?"

His fingers gently caressed her heated face. Her entire body felt on fire.

"Just wait a little longer. When you feel better, I'll take you out."

She seemed displeased. However, her expression immediately became quite miserable, to the point that his heart felt like it was being cut and torn apart, as she said:

“Please, Caleb… I don’t like this room… It’s cold… And lonely… Let me out, will you?… Let me stay in my old room… You can chain me there if you want…”

She knew very well that she had him in the palm of her hand. Name it and he would not refuse her anything. But at a time when her safety depended entirely on him, he had to hold her tight, even if it made her angry with him.

Caleb averted his attention away from her depressed expression.

“Stay here for just a few more hours, pip-squeak.”

Like a smoldering fire waiting for the wind to blow, she raged in an aggressive manner. Her pupils dilated, and she laughed in a new burst of mania.

“I DON’T WANT TO BE HERE!”

She was faster than him, stronger than he was in this state. She leaned toward him and pushed him down on the bed. Her physique, ever so much smaller than his, was now utterly dominant. She repeated her words over and over again:

“Let me out! Caleb! I want to be out!”

Her hands clenched into fists, crumpling his uniform. Like a child demanding candy, she poured her anger on his chest. One blow at a time. She could have suffocated him if she had wanted to. He did not protest, instead softly wrapping his arms around her waist, holding her still against his body. When her frenzy subsided, she would collapse on his chest, then he would take his entire world in his arms.

Even so, her frenzy was getting more and more out of control. She had torn off the old shackles a few days before and fled outside. It would require more serum doses to handle her. She would eventually wreck this bed, too, sooner or later.

Fingers crossed that he would get things all sorted out before she did so.

“Caleb hates me, right?” She kept punching him, while a scorching tear streamed from her eyes onto his lips. It felt like salt. “Caleb hates the way I am now, doesn’t he?”

“I don’t hate you, pip-squeak,” he replied. His fingers found her face and wiped away the jewel-like tears. “I promised I would always protect you.”

He made that promise since they were little. The fact that she was a praedator did not change it.

II.

The first time he met her was when they fought over a rotten apple. In the Southern District, a place steeped in sin and chaos, homeless children like them could only survive on what others had discarded. Seeing her so hungry that she almost fainted, he stopped fighting and cut the still nice portion of the apple for her. From then on, she followed him around like a little shadow. She had no idea who she was or where she came from. Perhaps her entire family had died. Nobody came searching for her, and even if they had, she would not remember. She simply knew that following him would lead to safety and better meals.

“I’m Caleb. What’s your name?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t even remember your own name? What should I call you then?”

“Anything you want.”

He raised his head. Through the hole in the ruined canopy above him, he saw the stars dancing together. Perhaps she was like those stars, beautiful and out of his reach. She did not belong in this rotten world.

“Or, I could call you Asteria,” he said after a long moment. “My teacher in the past said it meant star.”

She said nothing. But perhaps she preferred being called pip-squeak, a moniker he had only come up with after a kind man had taken them under his wing. They lived together in an old watchtower. The area had seen its heyday before the Southern District fell into ruins. At least now, they had a roof over their heads.

Caleb once had a family, but there was little joy to recall. The only things that were etched in his mind were of the violent beatings he had from the adults who exploited his Evol to commit unlawful acts. He could control gravity. That was how he evaded the praedator assault that year. He ran away, never looking back at his family as they screamed.

Now he had a new family. For a while, but still a family.

He taught Asteria how to read and write. She learned quickly. She also enjoyed climbing to the top of the watchtower to watch the sunset. However, when she was younger, she had to ask him to use his Evol to bring her up there. He liked having her depend on him, having her follow him around. He liked being the big brother who always protected her.

But he could not safeguard her forever.

That day, the rain poured down as if to wash away all the filth in the Southern District. Asteria, his star, had gone insane and bolted outside. Her small figure faded into the white curtain that the sky had dropped on the ground.

Many hours later, the rain stopped, and he located her in a slum on the outskirts of the area. She lay in a pool of blood that was not her own. He almost lost control.

“She’ll be fine,” the old man said. He was the keeper of this watchtower, the one who had been looking after them both. “Whoever she attacked should be worried by now.”

“She attacked someone?” Caleb asked. He had not yet learned what she was.

“Didn’t you already know? Your sister is a praedator.”

Despite the fact that the sky had cleared, he remained there as if hit by lightning. He glanced at her sleeping figure on the bed for a long, long time. And he convinced himself that her innocence was genuine, that it was not a facade to hide the devil inside her. It was all a twist of fate.

She awoke the next morning, completely clueless with no recollection of what had happened since her disappearance in the rain.

“You're still unwell. Just sleep a little longer, you'll be fine.”

He lied to her. He lied to himself. She obediently curled up in his arms.

“Caleb… Will you stay here?”

Her hand intertwined with his.

“Stay here, and don’t leave me alone, will you?”

He pledged to protect her. Always.

III.

The watchtower keeper who shared their living quarters died soon after. He left the place, along with some cash and his things to two teenagers who were not his blood kin. Only Caleb and Asteria remained, relying on each other.

She became aware that she was a praedator as she grew older. When she was in a Frenzied State, she locked herself in her room and threw the key to him. The more she pushed him away, the more he wanted to get closer and shield her with his own hands, as he had promised. He was willing to be her victim. She never bit him, no matter how upset she was or how many times she assaulted or wounded him.

His Evol was quite effective in keeping her in place. When the frenzy dissipated, she gently slumped in his arms. When she awoke, she would have no memory of what had happened. However, the wounds on Caleb's body did not lie. She noticed them, despite his best efforts to conceal them.

“I am a monster…”

“Hey, don’t say that. You didn't choose this.”

“Compared to being a praedator, death seems to be a much happier choice…”

The wind blew on the watchtower. They sat together, watching the city of Linkon on the horizon, crimson by the dying day. He turned to her and said:

"I'm glad you survived. So we could meet."

She looked at him for a moment, then smiled. Perhaps the best thing she had known since becoming a mutant was him.

“Caleb, lower your head.” She told him. He was surprised and inquisitive about what she was up to. He did what she requested and bowed his head toward her.

Asteria put a metal necklace on him. The pendant was a dog tag with some claw marks on it. He looked at it, then back at her.

“For you,” she smiled. “I saved up the allowance you gave me to buy it.”

He fiddled with the necklace, grinning again.

“I gave you the money I got from my part-time jobs to buy food and things for yourself. Yet you bought me a gift.”

She extended her hand to him and said, "If you don't like it, give it back to me."

“Nooope.” He grabbed the string and slipped it under his outer shirt. “It belongs to me now.”

The sun was fading. The lights encircled them like stars. Neither of them said it aloud, but they both secretly wished that this serenity would last a little longer, just a little longer.

Yet, the merciless night separated them in an onslaught by the praedators.

IV.

He could not find her anymore. The fact that he had lost her, possibly forever, drove Caleb insane. He wandered around calling her name. He turned over each frozen corpse along the way, only to find some relief that it was not her. He followed the hourly news updates, not daring to miss the casualty count or the identities of the praedators. Yet she was gone.

He came to the conclusion that, in order to protect her, he must have power. He was a brilliant young man with a talent for winning people's hearts. Shortly after the incident, he was adopted by an upper-class family in the Northern District. From then, he began to climb the political ladder, eventually rising to the position of a councilman.

He had to. He must gain the authority, the status, all means to find her. And he did. One day, she came before him as an LCBI enforcer. She recognized him in the crowd, yet she could no longer remember any of the memories they had shared, not even the necklace wrapped around his neck.

He never asked her what had happened since their separation. She did not mention it either. But he could put together the events based on what she told him and his own private investigations.

Asteria had been captured by an organization known as Ever while on the run. They had imprisoned her in a facility far away from Linkon. They must have known the truth about her. During their cruel, inhumane experiments, she had perished. She had died no less than ten times.

And they learned her secret: she was a praedator capable of reviving herself. Each time she returned from hell, her abilities were enhanced. Until one day, she was powerful enough to shatter all the chains and bring Death to those who had repeatedly murdered her. No one survived at that secret base of Ever. Human or praedator, there was no one left alive.

Her frenzy passed, and she discovered the file on herself in a pool of blood. She was unfamiliar with everything except the old photograph tucked inside the file. She must have had it with her when she was brought here. It was her, standing next to a boy with a smile as warm as the sun. That familiar feeling rushed into her heart like an unexpected invader. She broke into tears, without knowing why. Her tears obscured the wording on the photograph: Asteria and Caleb, together forever.

She wandered barefoot, seeking for him. She remembered nothing, except the urge to find him, to be with him. She joined a crowd of refugees streaming into Linkon's city center. Another attack had just broken out, and she had not hesitated to defeat the praedator who stood in her way. The LCBI became aware of her after that occurrence. They came for her, and she accepted to take part in their training program.

It was hard to cover her secret from the enforcers. However, she had successfully deceived the LCBI several times when they were attempting to pursue her other alias, the SSS-level praedator known as Hydra. She even led them to believe that Hydra was a man in the Northern District. Her secret was probably known to only one person: Caleb.

Ever since their reunion, he had been keeping an eye on her. Whether she was Asteria of the LCBI Operations Sector I or Hydra - the praedator; everywhere she went, everyone she interacted with could not escape his gaze from this watchtower.

The first thing he did when he gained both wealth and authority was to quietly renovate their old watchtower. It was not only a shelter, but also a place where he had watched her since she returned. He connected a dozen CCTVs together, each with a surveillance camera positioned in every area he suspected she might frequent. The area she resided in, the office where she worked, and the woodland where she wandered in her Frenzied State... For her, seeing him again was a stroke of luck. For him, it was a meticulously considered chess move.

He granted himself permission to watch over and protect her from a distance. Every time Hydra caused trouble, he was the one who cleaned up the mess. Asteria believed she had thoroughly removed all evidence. However, because she had no recollection of her Frenzied State and relied only on her phone to track where she had been, she had left behind some clues. That was when he got involved.

His chess game appeared faultless. He would soon have complete power over Linkon's government. He would build a secure city for her, a place where praedators would have their own community, completely under the control of the political party he led. Hydra would be declared dead by then, and no one would dig up her secret again.

Caleb was willing to assassinate an opposition party member in order to achieve what he wanted. The politician's death was believed to be related to the praedatos. Ironically, the LCBI sent Asteria to investigate. She was accompanied by another enforcer. Their investigation lasted for months, during which many other praedator attacks across the city broke out. In a moment of negligence, Asteria let her colleague discover her secret. He confronted her, and she was enraged.

“You… You really are a praedator! You fooled the LCBI, and all of us!”

In his hand was a spray that revealed any praedator's true self when they inhaled.

“No… I didn't… I don’t want this to happen…” She shivered, attempting to fend off the frenzy that was slowly taking over her mind.

“I’ve been secretly gathering evidence on you for months… Hydra! You can’t get away now!”

The enforcer lunged at her. But she was familiar with all of the LCBI equipment and how her colleagues fought in combat. She would not be captured that easily. In the struggle, she knocked him out at last.

“Go home, pip-squeak. I’ll take care of things for you.”

Caleb appeared out of nowhere, like a ray of light that she instantly stretched out to catch. He sent her back to the old watchtower. When she woke up, she had no recollection of any of it, while her colleague had been reported dead.

“Did I… Did I do it?… All I remember was going to the meeting place after that colleague asked to see me… After that, I'm not sure what else happened… Did I…”

Her tears fell. She buried her face in her hands, saying over and over again, “I’m a monster!”

“No,” he reassured. He drew her into his arms and rubbed her back, which was quivering from emotion. “You didn’t do it, pip-squeak. You’re not a murderer.”

For the true murderer was him. Anyone who knew her secret could only reveal it in their grave.

Asteria was devastated. Her Frenzied State continued returning, breaking the pattern that had always existed. She had no choice but to obey Caleb and remain in the watchtower, while everyone else assumed she was missing.

“I will take care of this.”

She only needed to rely on him.

“Pip-squeak, trust me…”

Back in the dark chamber where he had convinced her to stay, he kissed her hair as her head rested on his chest. Her frenzy subsided, leaving just an exhausted Asteria lying unconscious on top of him. Her fingers were still gripping the dog tag around his neck, which served as a reminder of the life she had forgotten. He slowly sat up, loosening the shackles that bound her and picking her up. He took her into the next room, where her comfortable bed awaited.

She trusted him, without a question, despite the fact that she failed to recall their past. She always knew he would do anything for her, and she was safe here.

He tended to every wound she had made while struggling with the shackles. She turned slightly. Her hands sought his and drew him closer.

“Stay… Caleb… Don’t leave me alone…”

He kissed her bleeding hand.

“I will always be by your side.”

In her dream, she witnessed a Linkon without praedators. There, she and Caleb spent their entire lives together, never once apart. There, she was just an ordinary girl staying with the person she loved. When she opened her eyes, reality rushed in with the wind from the open window, carrying with it the familiar unpleasant smells of this place and the blaring sound of sirens.

She got out of bed and gazed at the usually deserted street below the watchtower. A crowd of people were dashing through the neighborhood. Sirens blared red across the block. Another strike occurred fairly near to the watchtower.

Asteria could smell blood, and the scent of the frenzy was not coming from within her. The shattering and shouting were so close. She knew right away that she had to act. Caleb had removed her communications, but her guns and some LCBI supplies remained in the watchtower. Carefully armed, she exited the building.

What she was doing may harm herself, reveal her whereabouts, and perhaps expose Caleb's scheme. Yet she could not abandon her neighbors to face the vicious praedators who had arrived without an invitation. She estimated how long it would take for the military and LCBI to come, and it might be a bit late. She chose to act alone.

On the way, she rescued a little girl who had been captured by a praedator. The child held her neck, constantly asking to be taken back to her family.

“Miss, can you take me back to my brother?… Please help me… I can’t find my brother anymore…”

And so she took the little girl’s hand and found a way back to her house. Fortunately, her brother noticed them. He hurried to embrace his sister and thanked Asteria for her kindness. They held hands and ran away after that.

If she and Caleb had found each other again back then, things would have been so different.

She might not have become Hydra. Whenever she went on a frenzy, he would have taken care of her. They would have just lived a normal life, only the two of them in the watchtower. His hands would not be drenched in blood for her.

Without Hydra, things would have been so much easier.

If they hadn’t been separated, if she hadn’t been subjected to countless experiments, if she hadn’t died and resurrected so many times…

Those thoughts took over Asteria, rendering her heavy steps. Her head ached. Each scene of memories stained a dreadful crimson came back to her like a movie. They were not clear, but the emotions were so real that her entire body shivered in anticipation of the upcoming frenzy.

“No… Not now…” She whispered. Footsteps were approaching her. Asteria gripped the gun in her hand, alert.

“Are you lost, beautiful?”

The man appeared from the dark as he spoke. He was a praedator.

“Oh, an enforcer? But why aren’t you wearing an LCBI uniform? Where did you come from, love?”

Asteria did not respond to him. She leveled her gun at him, but everything around her began to spin.

“Not an enforcer, huh?… Wait... You are a…”

She heard him say it. Word by word. Praedator.

“No… I'm not…”

She wanted to deny it. She was just a human. She was an enforcer. She was Caleb’s pip-squeak.

“Looks like we’re the same kind. My group is just hanging out in the Southern District. Wanna join us?”

The praedator moved toward her. A moment later, so soon, she was seen walking out of the alley, leaving behind a corpse whose smile was still present.

She was a monster. Any attempt to deny it would simply make it worse.

Asteria departed the Southern District as soon as the LCBI arrived. She left behind the city of Linkon, where Caleb had promised her a home. She headed into the darkness, into the forest.

In the form of a praedator, she ran fast, she left everyone else behind. The more she ran, the more conscious she became. Perhaps this was who she truly was—a monster, a sinner.

Caleb would return to the watchtower and find out she was gone. He would be devastated. He would be broken again. Then he would pick up the pieces of his heart and move on, just as he had moved on after losing her before. She would disappear from his life once more, this time forever.

Little did she know, he had never ceased from being broken.

Even when he found her, even when she was in his arms, he was never completely healed. For she had forgotten him. Day after day, he held onto the hope that the new memories he made with her would outweigh the past, that they would fill the void in his heart. Yet every time she looked at him and failed to see the boy whom she had grown up side by side like a shadow, he was broken once more. The only thing he could do for her was to keep her from everyone who would hurt her; LCBI, Ever, or anyone else.

Then she drifted away from him, like a star in the sky that he could never reach.

He watched the red dot on his phone screen. He decided to miss an emergency meeting. Apparently, someone had dug up a significant amount of evidence against him. Yet, he did not bother to defend himself at the time. Asteria came first above anything else.

He sped after her trail on the screen. The red light flickered in the dense forest and then went dead. The tracker he had put on her was removed.

He would lose everything. He would lose her. Overcome with emotion and terror, he continued to search, and got to her before anyone else.

“Pip-squeak… Let’s go home.”

She was sitting on the edge of a cliff, where a large waterfall nearby poured silver moonlight into a deep abyss below. She turned to face him, smiling.

“You always find me, even when I threw away your tracker.”

“Of course.” He took a step toward her, offering his hand. “I’ll always find you, no matter where you run to. Let's get back now,” he repeated. “To our safe haven…”

“Safe haven? There’s no safe place. As long as I'm a praedator, there’s no place for me to hide…”

“You still have me, pip-squeak. You always have me!”

All of the emotions that had been building up over the years were about to burst. He wanted to embrace her and comfort her till everything was all right again. If she was not satisfied with the old watchtower, he would build her a new home. This time, he would ensure no one would ever find her again.

She slowly rose up to face him. She grinned.

“You should have let me die, Caleb. We should never have met again.”

Her sins would not vanish since she could not truly die. Perhaps this cycle of life and death was the most ruthless curse for someone like her. And she did not want to pull him down with her.

If only he had already considered her no longer existed in this world, wouldn't that be better?

There was the sound of helicopters approaching them, closer and closer. It was the LCBI. Soon, they would have the entire area surrounded.

Even as he stood on the edge, he stretched out to her with calmness. He had already calculated in his mind how to turn the tables; a series of lies to cover up the truth. With his current authority, he could help Asteria vanish from Linkon to a new life completely free of worries. Yet she did not see it the same way as him.

“I was planning to leave without saying goodbye,” she said. “I was planning to walk out of your life in silence. But it would be nice to see you one last time before disappearing. I… I really wanted to see you…”

The sound of footsteps on dry leaves was very close to them. There were about a dozen people racing in this direction. Caleb reached out to Asteria again, then softly spoke:

“Wherever you want, I will help you get there. Even if you prefer to be alone, I'll stop following you. You've always trusted me. What about this time? Let me handle everything for you.”

It was because he would destroy himself for her that she wanted to leave him forever. Asteria gave him a weak smile: “Thank you for always taking care of me…”

The footsteps became closer. The loudspeakers and sirens blended together. It was too late. He reached for her. But he failed to catch her hand.

“Farwell, my Caleb.”

She turned away and let herself fall into the tremendous waterfall.

Don’t go… Don’t leave me alone…

He watched her. Then he leaped.

“Caleb! Use your Evol to get me higher!”

“At your service! How far do you want to fly today?”

“Can you get me to the top of the watchtower?”

“Sure! But be careful or you'll tumble, pip-squeak!”

“I won't! I absolutely trust you, Caleb. Even if I fall, you'll catch me right away.”

She fell. In front of him. As when they were children, he used Evol to keep her suspended in the air, before his crashing body enveloped hers. She was astonished, yet she clung to him like she had done in the past.

If Asteria was no longer here, what was the purpose of the world he had designed for her?

There was no turning back. He, too, would leave everything behind, allowing them both to plunge into the cold, raging torrent that awaited them.

* *

In the following dawn, the entire city of Linkon was awakened by a series of frightening news reports:

…A warrant for the arrest of two individuals was issued last night.

…The SSS-level praedator Hydra has been identified as Asteria, a former LCBI enforcer. This is also the person who was reported missing during the investigation last week…

…Caleb, the councilman of the Northern District, is involved in the recent crimes. According to the most recent intel, he and Hydra are accomplices.

The two were last seen at Meteor Waterfall shortly after midnight last night. As of now, the investigation has not progressed further.

For your own and the city of Linkon's safety, please contact the LCBI hotline immediately should you have any information regarding Hydra and Councilman Caleb…

-The End-

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HC MASTERLIST: GREEK (A-H)

Aglaea x Hephaestus

Aglaea and Hephaestus' daughters; Eupheme, Eucleia, Philophrosyne, Euthenia

Aglaea and her sisters; Thalia, Euphrosyne (the Charites)

Amphitrite x Poseidon

Anchiale and her siblings; Prometheus, Atlas, Menoetius, Epimetheus

Aphrodite x Ares

Apollo and the Fates

angsty Ares hcs (Ares + war)

Ares and the Norse gods of war (Fite Club)

Ares and his relationship with the other Olympians: Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Demeter, Hestia, Hades, Persephone, Athena, Apollo, Artemis, Hephaestus, Hermes, Dionysus, Aphrodite

Ares x Aphrodite

Ariadne meets the gods of Olympus

Artemis and her relationship with the other Olympians: Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Demeter, Hestia, Hades, Persephone, Athena, Apollo, Ares, Hephaestus, Hermes, Dionysus, Aphrodite

Artemis x Orion

Asclepius and Epione

Asia x Iapetus; and the other titans' marriages

Asteria and her relationship with her husband Perses and daughter Hecate

Asteria and the other 2nd gen. titans; Prometheus, Helios, Selene, Eos, Pallas, Perses, Astraeus

Athena & justice: why i hc her to be a "hand of justice" when that's not canonical attribute of hers

Athena and Hera's relationship

Athena and her relationship with the other Olympians: Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Demeter, Hestia, Hades, Persephone, Artemis, Apollo, Ares, Hephaestus, Hermes, Dionysus, Aphrodite

Astraeus and the other 2nd gen. titans; Prometheus, Helios, Selene, Eos, Pallas, Perses, Asteria

Atlas and his siblings; Prometheus, Menoetius, Anchiale, Epimethus

Atropos and the other Fates; Clotho, Lachesis

Aura and her father Lelantos

Chaos

the Charites; Thalia, Euphrosyne, Aglaea

Chiron (30 day hc)

Clotho and the other Fates; Lachesis, Atropos

Coeus and the other 1st gen. titans; Oceanus, Tethys, Kronos, Rhea, Hyperion, Theia, Phoebe, Crius (and Eurybia), Iapetus, Themis, Mnemosyne

Coeus x Phoebe; and the other titans' marriages

Crius and the other 1st gen. titans; Oceanus, Tethys, Kronos, Rhea, Hyperion, Theia, Coeus, Phoebe, Iapetus, Themis, Mnemosyne

Crius x Eurybia; and the other titans' marriages

the Cyclopes and the other monster children of Gaia; the Hecatoncheires, Typhon

Demeter (30 day hc)

Demeter and Hera's relationship

Demeter's relationship with other gods: Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Hades, Hestia, Athena, Artemis, Apollo, Hephaestus, Ares, Dionysus, Aphrodite

Dionysus as Zeus' heir: how and why

Dionysus brings Ariadne to Olympus

Dionysus' childhood + being taken care of by Rhea

Dionysus reunites with his mother Semele

Elpis

Elpis x Moros

Elps and Pandora

Eos

Eos and the other 2nd gen. titans; Prometheus, Helios, Selene, Pallas, Perses, Astraeus, Asteria

Epione and Asclepius

Epimetheus and his siblings; Prometheus, Atlas, Menoetius, Anchiale

Eros brings Psyche to Olympus

Euphrosyne and her sisters; Thalia, Aglaea (the Charites)

Eurybia and the other 1st gen. titans; Oceanus, Tethys, Kronos, Rhea, Hyperion, Theia, Coeus, Phoebe, Crius, Iapetus, Themis, Mnemosyne

Eurybia x Crius; and the other titans' marriages

the Fates; Clotho, Lachesis, Atropos

the Fates and Apollo

Gaia (30 day hc)

Gaia and Nyx as mothers

Gaia x Pontus

Hades

Hades and the other underworld gods; Osiris, Hel

Hades x Persephone (not the main story, but miscellaneous hc's)

Hebe

Hebe x Heracles' wedding

the Hecatoncheires and the other monster children of Gaia; the Cyclopes, Typhon

Hecate and her relationship with her parents Asteria & Perses

Hedone

Helios and the other 2nd gen. titans; Prometheus, Selene, Eos, Pallas, Perses, Astraeus, Asteria

Hephaestus (30 day hc)

Hephaestus x Aglaea

Hephaestus and Aglaea's daughters; Eupheme, Eucleia, Philophrosyne, Euthenia

Hephaestus and Hera (golden chair incident)

Hera (30 day hc)

Hera and Athena's relationship

Hera and Demeter's relationship

Hera and Hephaestus (golden chair incident)

Hera's relationships with the other Olympians: Zeus, Poseidon, Demeter, Hestia, Hades, Persephone, Athena, Artemis, Apollo, Hermes, Hephaestus, Ares, Dionysus, Aphrodite

Hera and her relationship with her children and step-children: Athena, Persephone, Artemis, Apollo, Hermes, Dionysus, Ares, Hephaestus, Eileithyia, Enyo, Eris, Hebe

Hera and the other queens; Frigg, Isis, Juno

Hera x Zeus: Part 1/3

Hera x Zeus: Part 2/3

Hera x Zeus: Part 3/3

Hera x Zeus, and how Oceanus & Tethys dealt with that

Hermes (30 day hc)

Hermes, Iris and Pheme interacting

Hestia

Hyperion and the other 1st gen. titans; Oceanus, Tethys, Kronos, Rhea, Theia, Coeus, Phoebe, Crius (and Eurybia), Iapetus, Themis, Mnemosyne

Hyperion x Theia; and the other titans' marriages

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Perses: So what comics do you follow?

Asteria: I haven’t been following anything in a while, but I always enjoyed the X-Sims comics! Rebel’s my favorite, plus I enjoy her and Ruse’s relationship.

Perses: I’m more partial to Duskwalker myself. I’ll have to get you the newer issues!

Asteria: Oh, you don’t have to! I can get them for myself, I know they can get expensive

Perses: I insist

Asteria: T-thank you

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hekateshour · 4 years ago

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A informational Post on Hekate

This was done by Jude on Pagan and witches amino. Thank you for your contribution

As a devotee to Lady Hekate (Hecate - however one witch may spell it), I would like to share my research and experiences for those who may be getting signs from the goddess of witchcraft, ghosts, crossroads, poisonous plants and necromancy.

"...Hecate is a Goddess shrouded in mystery, for there is continuing debate about Her name, origin and character. There are few legends about Her, and no fixed genealogy. Some say that Hecate is the daughter of Erebus and Nyx, ageless Goddess of the night, while others believe that She is one of the Furies or the last surviving Titan except for Zeus..."

While I served her, she was a kind and loving goddess, but, at the same time... RUTHLESS. When working with Lady Hekate, you will be facing many challenges from deep shadow work, to patience and kindness. I grew up in a family who was harsh to me, and I knew nothing but how to defend myself and always kept a mean nature to those I didn't know. She taught me kindness and patience in my shadow work. She taught me my divination skills, every day, to this day, and taught me to be proud of my progress. So, I am proud. I do astounding tarot, oracle and pendulum readings thanks to my good lady, and I hope whoever decides to work with her, gets the same results, or even better ones.

"...HEKATE (Hecate) was the goddess of magic, witchcraft, the night, moon, ghosts and necromancy. She was the only child of the Titanes Perses and Asteria from whom she received her power over heaven, earth, and sea..."

Statue of Hekate as a Triple Goddess

"...With a torch in her hand, she accompanied Demeter in the search after Persephone; and when the latter was found, Hecate remained with her as her attendant and companion. She thus becomes a deity of the lower world; but this notion does not occur till the time of the Greek tragedians, though it is generally current among the later writers. She is described in this capacity as a mighty and formidable divinity, ruling over the souls of the departed ; she is the goddess of purifications and expiations, and is accompanied by Stygian dogs. (Orph. Lith. 48; Schol. ad Theocr l. c. ; Apollon. Rhod. iii. 1211; Lycoph. 1175; Horat. Sat. i. 8. 35; Virg. Aen. vi. 257.)..."

"...There is another very important feature which arose out of the notion of her being an infernal divinity, namely, she was regarded as a spectral being, who at night sent from the lower world all kinds of demons and terrible phantoms, who taught sorcery and witchcraft, who dwelt at places where two roads crossed each other, on tombs, and near the blood of murdered persons. She herself too wanders about with the souls of the dead, and her approach is announced by the whining and howling of dogs. (Apollon. Rhod. iii. 529, 861, iv. 829; Theocrit. l. c. ; Ov. Heroid. xii. 168, Met. xiv. 405; Stat. Theb. iv. 428 ; Virg. Aen. iv. 609; Orph. Lith. 45, 47; Eustath. ad Hom. p. 1197, 1887; Diod. iv. 45.)..."1

Greek Name

•Ἑκατη Ἑκατα

"...Her name means "worker from afar" from the Greek word hekatos. The masculine form of the name, Hekatos, was a common epithet of the god Apollon..."

"IT WAS A COMMON PRACTICE TO PLACE IMAGES OF HECATE AT CITY GATES & THE DOORWAYS OF PRIVATE HOMES AS SHE COULD WARD OFF EVIL SPIRITS."

The Temple of Hekate in Lagina, Caria

Hekate's Wheel

"...Hekate’s Wheel, also known as the Stropholos of Hekate, is an ancient Greek symbol used to represent the Moon Goddess Hekate. The emblem is a Wicca symbol, particularly of the Hellenic Recon and Dianic Traditions. Here’s what it symbolized and why it continues to be an important symbol in the modern age..."

The Hecate Wheel

What is the Hecate’s Wheel?

"...Hecate was an Ancient Greek deity, the ruler of the sky, sea and earth. She is known for her Triple Goddess aspect in that she goes through the three phases of female life: Maiden, Mother, and Crone. She is a protective Goddess who provides blessings and prosperity to the family. Hecate was originally the guardian of the crossroads but evolved into the goddess of magic and sorcery. This history of Hecate reflects in the uses and symbolism of the wheel symbol...."

Hekate Prayer

"...Typically, Hecate style wheels have a Y in the middle compared to the commonly depicted X. This difference is because she is associated with the intersection of three roads as compared to the typical four road crossroads. However, there are also other symbols depicted at the center, such as stars..."

Symbolism and Use of the Hecate’s Wheel

"The symbol has various meanings and uses, with renewed modern interest....

•The Wheel is a religious identifier of practitioners of Hellenic Recon and Dianic Traditions of Wicca.

•With the Hecate’s Wheel’s association with the three female phrases, each main arm represents a form – Mother, Maiden and Crone – which symbolize the three stages of a woman’s life. This makes it popular amongst feminist traditions.

•Wearing or using the symbol is said to invite Hecate’s blessings and prosperity into your life.

•The symbol shows connections to arcane knowledge, also known as the soul’s journey through life. The three primary flanges of the maze appear as if rotating and drawing the psyche forward.

•The three arms also represent earth, sea, and sky, of which Hecate holds dominion over.

•The Wheel represents the journey to knowledge towards center of the wheel. This is viewed as the flame of life and is a reminder that Hecate will help guide you through the path.

•The Wheel is also referred to as an iynx. It can be used to attract lovers, as a devotional wheel, or a divinatory device.

•When the strophalos is whirled over the heads of devotees, it creates a hum that the causes an altered state of awareness and drives predators away.

•There is a musical band called Hecate’s Wheel in Florida, better known as the Shining Wheel Pagan Chorus. They sing about the Goddess, love, femininity, and life..."

Hekate War Portrayal

Offerings to Hekate:

Citations:

•Cartwright, Mark. "Hecate." Ancient History Encyclopedia. Ancient History Encyclopedia, 22 Jun 2017. Web. 29 Jan 2021.

•https://symbolsage.com/hecate-wheel-symbolism-and-meaning/

Hekate’s History

https://www.theoi.com/Khthonios/Hekate.html

Hecate's Many names

#hekate #hellenic polytheism #helllenic #hellenic polythiest #historical #hellenic pantheon #hellenic devotees #paganism #witch #witchblr #witch blog

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effulgentpoet · 7 years ago

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ASTERIA

In Greek mythology, Asteria was the Titan goddess of nocturnal oracles and falling stars. Asteria was the daughter of the Titans Coeus and Phoebe and sister of Leto. According to Hesiod, by the Titan Perses she had a daughter Hecate, goddess of witchcraft. Asteria was an inhabitant of Olympus, and like her sister Leto was beloved by Zeus. In order to escape the amorous advances of the god, who in the form of an eagle pursued her, she transformed herself into a quail and flung herself into the Aegean Sea. It was there that Asteria, metamorphosed into the island Asteria (the island which had fallen from heaven like a star) or the "quail island" Ortygia. This then became identified with the island of Delos, which was the only piece on earth to give refuge to the fugitive Leto when, pregnant with Zeus's children, she was pursued by vengeful Hera. According to Hyginus, Leto was borne by the north wind Boreas at the command of Zeus to the floating island, at the time when Python was pursuing her, and there clinging to an olive, she gave birth to Apollo and Artemis. X

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astrognossienne · 8 years ago

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hekate in the signs and houses

Asteroids have a subtle effect. The more you evolve, the more you feel their effect as a focused expression of your natal chart. The asteroid Hekate (asteroid 100) is a minor astrological asteroid that determines the inner sense—women’s ways of knowing—and whether one can trust that; night; dreams; whether the mother acted as a protector; “crone” stages of life or positions; intuitive wisdom; Hekate is sometimes important at or in connection with childbirth, and can show what wisdom is gained at other life passages. The sacred day of Hekate is the 29th of every month. For astrological aspects, keep your aspects major: conjunction, square, opposition and your orbs right, within 1 degree. If Hekate touches Lilith, you must face your raw sexuality. If Hekate touches Nessus, you must face your potential to abuse. If Hekate touches Eros, you must face your erotic side. Hekate reminds us that our greatest fear…is not our smallness but our greatness.

It’s a very Cancerian asteroid because not only does it have moon symbolism, Hekate trusts her feelings entirely and gives no credence to logic. This asteroid shows where our deepest self trust lies and can be developed. It shows that we are often afraid to look at our “shadow self” (in this case, our power), because if we admit that we are not victims but creators of our lives, we have no excuses for taking the easy road any more…I believe this is also part of Jung’s urging to face the shadow. There is something here about the ability to control the forces of the nature – natural magic. The Dog Star Sirius (which incidentally, is a fixed star in the constellation of Cancer), is also connected to Hekate. As the brightest star in the sky, this association harks back to when Hekate was revered instead of reviled.

In Greek mythology, Hekate was the goddess of magic, witchcraft, the night, moon, ghosts and necromancy. She was the only child of the Titans Perses and Asteria, from whom she received her power over heaven, earth, and sea. Three metamorphosis myths describe the origins of her animal familiars: the black she-dog and the polecat (a mustelid house pet kept by the ancients to hunt vermin). The dog was the Trojan Queen Hekabe (Hecuba) who leapt into the sea after the fall of Troy and was transformed by the goddess. The polecat was either the witch Gale, turned as punishment for her incontinence, or Galinthias, midwife of Alkmene (Alcmena), who was transformed by the enraged goddess Eileithyia but adopted by the sympathetic Hekate. Hekate was usually depicted in Greek vase painting as a woman holding twin torches. Sometimes she was dressed in a knee-length maiden’s skirt and hunting boots, much like Artemis. In statuary, Hekate was often depicted in triple form as a goddess of crossroads (x). She showed Demeter the way through the Underworld to Persephone. And so it is, the asteroid shows the way through your shadow and other places unknown. Hekate represents our shadow side. She resides comfortably in the Underworld, but it’s more complex than a shadow side, which sounds like Lilith or Waldemath. Hekate was very levelheaded, practical and reliable, and not blind in the slightest. Her representing the crossroads is majorly important. It adds an ambiguous element to her nature - not unlike a 12th house vibe. And yet the crossroads is a place of enormous power reserve in witchcraft. So with this, the hypothesis is that when she’s prominent in a chart, the native will possess this same kind of energy - powerful and efficient when conscious, and dangerous, stuck in the crossroads; susceptible to evil; and easily led down the wrong path, when unaware.

The sign Hekate is in determines what what we need to do to discern our direction in life; the natal house Hekate occupies can show where we go to find those parts of ourselves that were lost.

The activation of this asteroid (and all asteroids in general) is best expressed in aspects, either natally, or in synastry with another person’s planet/asteroid. Aspects to Hekate in a general relationship are as follows:

Planets in square or opposition to Hekate tend to link the native up with people who use the native for guidance only to discard them after they get what they need, resulting in resentment and anger on the part of the Hekate person. In relationships, the Hekate native tends to be a loner and may prefer not to marry or have children, which in hard aspect, may make the planet person resentful and angry (only if children/marriage is the planet person’s goal).

One person’s Hekate conjunct a planet in another’s chart brings feelings of support and guidance, especially during difficult or dark times of their lives when they aren’t sure what to do or where to turn; however if that person also has a natal planet in hard aspect to Hekate, it conflicts with the other person’s chart and the result is a volatile, often complicated state of “knowing what’s best for the other” and resentment for the other being too smothering.

Hekate in opposition to planets or other asteroids can indicate a situation where opposites attract; the loved one functions as a pillar of strength or a disconnect can emerge in which the planet person winds up distrusting and even hating/dismissing the Hekate person. How good or bad the relationship is is up to the planet person.

Hard aspects in general can represent conflict between acting as one’s ideal self as a human being and acting as a powerful deity in their own right–and this internal conflict could be acted out with their partner.

The sign and house Hekate is found in can indicate where we go to for direction (when we don’t know which path to take) as well as which road makes the best choice, in life and relationships.

hekate in the signs

Hekate in Aries: is asking for notice and asking to speak to us. She is telling us she, not usually included in the more commonly known pantheon of goddesses, has been neglected for far too long.

Hekate in Taurus: it is a time to allow ourselves to experience the pleasures each of the five senses has to offer us, as we partake of the garden of life. Letting ourselves feel secure enough to make the right decision

Hekate in Gemini: tends to seek out and devour massive amounts of information about magic, witchcraft, astrology and other esoteric arts. Is also very likely to be a skilled communicator on such subjects. Our light is bright and we may attract may enemies because of this.

Hekate in Cancer: represents the madness that ensues when we try to ignore our instinctual and emotional responses. Needs to use more moon guidance in our discernment of the pathway, or perhaps we need to go emotionally on decisions and let the thought process be stilled, and use intuition more.

Hekate in Leo: represents the petulance and dissatisfaction that manifests when we try to ignore what makes us special. We need to trust our own gut instincts even if it seems egotistical to do so.

Hekate in Virgo: it’s a time to be helpful, and allow our criticism to be a guide for others who need assistance. We need to allow ourselves to make that intuitive leap in our daily lives, as well as making a daily effort to guide and protect those who need it.

Hekate in Libra: our direction is found in social activities, in the expression of our intellectual and artistic endeavours. We rely on the companionship of others (especially our significant other) to help guide us through life.

Hekate in Scorpio: there’s a need to go to our own deeper mind and to go deep down in the dark recesses of the soul; to go where no one else dares to go. That is the only way we can dig out the truth so that we can provide direction to others.

Hekate in Sagittarius: we need to go elsewhere to find our direction in life; perhaps our guidance is found in religion or philosophy. Other countries and cultures help provide a clearer direction for us in this placement.

Hekate in Capricorn: direction is found through hard work and dedication; by using our innate maturity and wisdom, we can help to guide others on their path.

Hekate in Aquarius: possesses an impartial, positive, and visionary-based magic to guide others to a better, clearer path. Through altruism and focusing on the good of the whole, our sense of direction is realized.

Hekate in Pisces: it’s initially unclear how we should go about getting direction in life, but ultimately, it has a lot to do with being compassionate to those who are down-and-out and living on a higher plane while using the gifts of the unconscious.

hekate in the houses

Hekate in the 1st house: you must learn to feel your truth in your physical body. Becoming sensitive enough to feel when something feels off in actual health of the body is the way you can know what is the right path to take. That knot in your stomach? That is Hekate telling you no. Those butterflies? Could be a yes.

Hekate in the 2nd house: is about building self esteem through listening to the self. Doing the thing you though you could not do will build the self trust you need. When lost, look to what feels good. This will help you know what is right. Pleasure is a big clue to how Hekate operates in your chart.

Hekate in the 3rd house: may send you oscillating between private and public face with your craft. But you do so enjoy sharing it with those who are onboard. Higher and higher you’ll soar- and no one can stop you. The golden eagle is the totem that come to mind.

Hekate in the 4th house: the father have a very strong influence on their destiny or they will seek counsel from him. is about finding the right path through patience and quiet. This is a very spiritual placement. Relying on females and maternal figures to impart the advice and care you need when you feel lost is key.

Hekate in the 5th house: shows how we can fall back on our sense of play for comfort. This placement reminds us not to take our trials too seriously and will show how we can lighten up or get trapped in a black cloud. How you can use your instincts to find your way is pointed to. Those who have the faith of a child often have a fifth house Hekate placement. Where we need to shed our naivete in order to see the true path before us is also shown.

Hekate in the 6th house: shows how we can achieve self trust in our daily life. Turning to the comfort of health practices for knowledge when we feel lost. Looking for wisdom in alternative medicine, finding solace in loving pets , learning to communicate with life forms other than human when you need assistance.

Hekate in the 7th house: ones spouse will dramatically change ones life path. It tells of needing to ask for help when the chips are down. Relying on the advice of others to help you find the way

Hekate in the 8th house: would likely accent her crone-guardian role at “the gates of life” (both birth and death including those births and deaths of the cycles of changes in behaviour). Hekate here might also be a kind of “psychological counselor” as her inner wisdom would tap into core issues for others; that “knowing” of Hekate would intuit the pain (and defensive games) of others, and have the resources for guiding/leading them through.

Hekate in the 9th house: shows how the wisdom of philosophy, the higher mind and education can show you the way. Meditation and study can be your guide when you don’t know where to turn.

Hekate in the 10th house: shows how we are known for our own emotional confidence or lack of it. Turning to the father or a trusted male figure is often where we can find the help and advice we seek when we don’t know where to turn. Learning to trust the voice of authority.

Hekate in the 11th house: is about turning to friends for advice and help when we feel lost. Friends can often be the voice of reason and comfort, and how we can use this support is shown.

Hekate in the 12th house: shows that you must turn to your own unconscious mind and trust the unseen when you feel lost or confused. Learning to trust that voice that lies at the far back of the mind is key. Not trusting ones own intuition is often the undoing of the person with Hekate in the 12th house. (x)

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