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The Moirae, the goddesses of fate, watched on as if it were a Netflix television show. They watched what they had foreseen coming to pass - visions turning to reality, prophecies coming to pass. The three old ladies smiled gleefully, they always got what they wanted, for, after all, they spun the lives and fates of all, whether they had red blood or golden ichor in their veins, mortals and immortals alike. --- "Zeus!" Upon arriving at Mount Olympus, Demeter let out an unearthly screech, she was furious. Helios enjoyed playing his games, they seemed to be his only source of entertainment these days, and he was particularly enjoying this one. Demeter stood in front of him, head high as she practically demanded him information on her daughter's whereabouts. Her head was held high, face
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