"Yes"

"Well, your funeral."

{if Day > 0}"So, around about 6000 years ago, Zeus may his name be cursed decided that he really wanted to get in bed with his daughter, Persephone." Your face scrunches up, eww. "Yes, well, I never said I'm a fan of my grandfather. But this is what happened, and you said you wanted to know. Obviously, mom rejected him to his face. Now Zeus, he doesn't really like being told 'no,' so he did what most comes naturally to him: taking on a disguise to trick his target into fucking him. Actually, come to think of it, I'm just changing his name to Fuckface for this story, that okay with you?"

She doesn't really give you the chance to respond in either affirmative or declension, however, "So Fuckface, having been grown up with his brother Hades, decides -" a sudden realization hits, that would make Hades Persephone's uncle. Macaria sees your realization, "hush, it's not like there's a whole lot of fish in the sea when you're one of the first beings in existence. Besides, you should see the family tree of Aphrodite and Hermes; not a whole lot of branches among their descendants. At least all of that was consensual, however." Your face shows everything: you were not remotely prepared for just exactly how fucked up the Olympian family tree was. "Come to think of it, I suppose I'm in a relationship with my cousin twice removed. Or thrice removed, depending on how you're counting. Anyways, Fuckface disguised himself as dad, quite convincingly, even down to the mannerism. Used this to his advantage and surprised mom with a fancy dinner; she had no idea how he had gotten some of the stuff he had. Anyhow, suffice to say that mom got pregnant from what came after, and dad only found out after Hermes gave him a tip. Mom had the misfortune of being present for that too, and little Melinoe, still just a baby, became the target of her ****. Once dad noticed, he had to intervene, and sent me to take Melinoe somewhere where both she would be safe from mom and wouldn't bother us during the mom's days."{else}This conversation reserved for game mode.{endif}

"And that's what happened. Also," she gets up and picks her scythe from the weapon wrack, hands holding it ready to strike, "if you ever break your promises you made to me in order for me to tell that story, understand that I won't care what your relationship is with mom or dad or anyone else. I will make what mom was going to do to Melinoe be something that you would want to happen to you just to get away from what I do to you."