"Am I beautiful now, Aphrodite?"Sometime during the Classical Greek Era:
During this time period it wasn't uncommon for the God's and Goddess's of Olympus to take beautiful human consorts. It was actually expected, though usually offered as an offering to the God's or though seduction on the God's part. This is how we got some of our half gods.
The humans they took were usually of great beauty and utmost perfection. And amongst all of Greece, and Atlantis, I was amongst those that the God's might just choose to take their own. However, I was just the daughter of a humble priestess, who found her ruin in the very temple she served. Seeking solace, she escaped to the Isle of Lesbos, and it was there I was born. Graced with auborn hair, brown, with the warmth of the sun. I watched that very sun with my own bright blue eyes, the very color my grandmother had- least be what my mother told me. I was raised with grace, and learned much as I came to study under the wing of Sappho, and her Ilk.
It was here, during my 16th birthday, that Aphrodite- the goddess herself, payed us a visit while she seen the temples upon our island. It wasn't before very long that I found myself being courted by the goddess of love and beauty- even though she was already married to another God!
I found in our tryst God's and Goddess's are weak for beauty- even human beauty. Despite we were human, as I came to meet and know many other human consorts- we were well doted on by our master or mistress.
In the beginning, Aphrodite was ashamed to have fallen for another woman, let alone see one to her bed. So for the longest of time, it was a well kept secret, only coming to her temple when called, making sure I was not found out...
We were found out of course, but I learned Aphrodite wasn't ashamed by me in the slightest. What she REALLY was afraid of was losing her new consort to another, more powerful deity. To which she had good reason to fear! As soon as Hade's laid eye, a new conquest was set forth to have a new human to mingle with.
Every God on Olympus was shocked when Aphrodite's eyes filled with a jealousy and rage unseen before in the goddess at the thought of anyone else having her darling. In a fit of rage that anyone would so THINK of taking her... she accidentally striked down her own consort. Killing her right on the spot. The realization caused the goddess' beautiful, fair face to pale, as Hade's laugh echoed the wonderous halls.
Aphrodite had just sentanced what she wanted to keep, to an eternity in the Underworld with Hades.
Hades found great joy in torturing me, though his wife Persephone hated what he did to the poor soul. Tortured, and gaslighted, my own sanity disappeared, and I became nothing short of an ugly monster... To which, Hades changed my very own appearance to match that of my own warped personality.
Rotten flesh now hangs from my broken bones, as I shift between sanity, and craziness... I was sent back to Aphrodite after my transformation. She looked upon me with disgust, not even recognizing who I was. Sneering I asked...
"Am I beautiful now, Aphrodite?"