❤ A blessing from Aphrodite(We are fucking Lissandra boys) and getting some memories back ofc.❤

After the feast, I met with Lissandra at midnight as she instructed. “I was starting to feel you might have gotten lost” She said with a tender smile, teasing a little.

“Luckily for me I have a good compass when I need to meet up with beautiful woman.” I replied returning her teasing with a seductive tone.

She chuckled at my charms “Follow me.” She said as she headed upstairs. Lissandra led me to a chamber with a huge pool in the centre, the room felt strong like a divine presence could be felt around it with every movement and breath we took. The roof of the chamber was mostly done except for the centre where the lights of the moonlight shined through entering the waters. The moonlight gave the waters a transparent divine energy to it making it shine strong.

“What is this place?” I asked Lissandra who smiled at me with a proud smile. She beckoned, leading me towards the moonlit pool.

"This is my sanctum...where I commune with the gods." She gestured reverently at the moonlight-kissed waters. "Tonight...you shall too. Kayn, I feel a dark magic hiding your memories. For my magic to be able to break some barriers I will need all your help”

I looked at her intrigued “How could I help you? even I don’t know how this curse cast upon me works.”

She chuckled amused at me unknowing “you are so powerful and you don't even know it yet, Kayn your whole body radiates Celestial energy though it's locked. We need to see if we can release some of it tonight" she said as she removed her robes showing off her beauty and body clearly blessed by the gods as she entered the moonlight waters

I was shocked at her sudden actions as I looked at her completely naked on the moonlit waters "uhh what are we doing?" my cheeks turned red seeing her beauty getting myself warmed up a little.

She motioned me to join her in the shimmering waters, "Come now, step into the water. Allow its enchanted touch to embrace you...it will aid my powers in unraveling what binds your true essence." Her voice carried a tranquil confidence, inviting trust. The water rippled softly around her ankles, the moonbeams dancing on her flawless skin.

I undressed as well and entered the waters, not wanting to make this even more awkward for me as it was. "So, how both of us being naked will help us?" I asked trying to break the ice a little, having this gorgeous and wise woman in front of me was imposing.

Lissandra laughed lightly at my bluntness. "Oh Kayn... your naivety can be charming." She shaked her head fondly before growing serious again, she placed a hand in my chest.

"Kayn do you find my body attractive?" She asked teasingly with very sultry and seductive tone catching me off-guard.

“…Yes, you are gorgeous.” I answered genuine admiring her body and beauty.

A playful glint flickers in her eyes, leaning closer until her lips were just an inch from mine.
"Good..." she whispered, her breath hot against my skin before she broke into a knowing smile.
The moonlight intensified, bathing us in a celestial glow. She closes her eyes and chanted softly, her fingers trailed down my chest, tracing circles over heart and soul alike. "I think you are very sexy as well" She said as she moved her finger on my chest teasingly "Kayn these waters are very strong with the Olympians... If we do something that represent them then they will bless us with power for some seconds... We need this power so I can have a small chance to unlock some of your memories and return some of your strength"

I nodded at her “Ok, but what god or goddess will bless us tonight? and how will we earn his or her favour?”

She gazed up at me biting her lower lip thoughtfully. "Tonight...Aphrodite shall bless us with passion's fire." Her eyes locked with mine, her voiced dropped to a seductive tone clearly enjoying her words. "To represent love and desire, We need her blessing. And to earn it, we must create a pleasure so profound, it would captivate the goddess herself." She leaned in again, her own lips parting. "Kiss me, Kayn, let Aphrodite ignite what's locked within." She dared.

Her words ignited a passionate fire within me. I reached out, cupping her face, drawing her in for a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues danced in a fervent passionate and hot movement, igniting a spark that threatened to consume everything around us. Lissandra returned the kiss with fervour, arms winding around my neck as her breast and body pressed with mine.

I felt an electric charge course through water, As the kiss deepened, the moonlight intensified a visible manifestation of Aphrodite's approval.

When she finally broke for air, her eyes darkened with desire yet alight with triumphant delight. "Good...very good..." she purred approvingly, trailing a hand down my chest again clearly enjoying my hot body as well.

I felt as the light of the moonlight got brighter, we clearly caught Aphrodite's attention. A gasp escaped Lisandra’s lips as radiant pink lights of the moon began to shine and bath us in it’s hot lights, a clear sign of the Goddess of Love's favour.
"Yes, she sees! Now, Kayn...let the true test begin."
She stared into my eyes as her hand made her way down towards my lower abdomen and to my crotch. “Hmm such nice and hard cock you have Kayn…. Is this because of me?”

Her smooth fingers grabbed the base of my cock caressing it up and down with care but also passion and hornyness “Y-Yes. You are just… amazing.” I muttered.

She smirked at me “Good because I really like what my hands are feeling.” She grabbed my cock in her hand, her fingers tracing the veins that pulsed with desire. "Let me show Aphrodite what she's missing," she purred, before taking my member into her mouth.

The sensation was electric, her warm mouth enveloped my cock fully as she moved with a skill that could only be divine. I groaned trying my best not to cum early, I wrapped my fingers around her hair as I guided her rhythm. The moonlight above intensified, the once-silver glow now tinged with a blush of pink, a clear sign that Aphrodite was watching and clearly enjoying Lissandra’s passionate blowjob.

Lissandra pulled away, her lips glistening with your desire. She made a small melodic laugh, "She's enjoying It I’m sure." she whispered, her eyes filled with lust. "Now, let's give her a show she'll never forget."

I nodded as my cock ached for release. Lissandra turned, presenting her beautiful body to me on all fours, her back arched invitingly. I didn't need a second invitation as I plunged into her, my hard and long cock sinking deep into her wet heat.

The sensation was indescribable, a divine pleasure that echoed through the chamber. This lovemaking felt enhanced, could it be that Aphrodite’s enhanced our bodies to feel more pleasure? That didn’t matter now as I gripped her hips, pulling her back as I thrust harder, The water around us rippled with the ****. Lissandra moaned like crazy as she grabbed her hard tits her pussy dripping with her hot juices “Fuck, your pussy is just fucking divine Lissandra.” I said to her as she moaned in agreement.

“My pussy?! Are you kidding me? Your cock is fucking divine” She said as she tried her best to contain her moans to create a sentence “FUCK!! The gods have truly blessed you that cock is just the best!” Lissandra cried out, her body trembling with pleasure. You could feel her tightening around you, her orgasm build up with every thrust. "Fuck me, Kayn," she begged, her voice a **** plea. "Fuck me hard, I don’t care if she bless us tonight or not I’m not letting this cock go till I cum.”

I obeyed, my movements became more frantic as I chased my own release. Lissandra's body was a symphony of pleasure, each cry, each gasp, adding to the melody that echoed through the chamber.

I pulled out “Turn around I want to see you body and beautiful face as I fuck you.” I commanded my voice hoarse with desire.

“Hmm yes, I like what you are thinking.” She said as she grabbed my neck with both her hands to balance herself as I plunged into her again this time in a standing missionary position my cock filling her as I began to move again. The moonlight's glow intensified harder, the pink hue now engulfing the chamber. Aphrodite was watching more intensely, her pleasure palpable at our lovemaking.

My movements became more frantic, each thrust bringing me closer to the edge. Lissandra met my every move, her body writhing in pleasure. "Kayn!" she cried out, her voice a **** plea. "I'm going to cum. FUCK I’M GOING TO CUM SO HARD ON THIS COCK!" she screamed and moaned in a indescribable pleasure as her wet walls felt her release “I’M CUMMING SO HARD FUCKKKKK, GIVE IT TO ME KAYN GIVE IT ALL TO ME!” She begged and screamed as the light imbued her.

Her words pushed me over the edge. With one final hard and deep thrust, I came hard, wave after wave of my hot and potent seed spilling into her as Aphrodite's blessing washed over us.

The chamber erupted in a brilliant light, the moonlight's glow now a dazzling pink. The light getting inside Lissandra, her body still trembling with pleasure, as she felt Aphrodite’s blessing and power reach into her. Her eyes turned fully pink with an ethereal glow as she looked at me dead in the eyes and placed her hand strong in my forehead as the power surge through in me as well revealing a lost memory in a vision.

A sudden surge of energy coursed through my body, overwhelming and disorienting. My surroundings shifted violently, like I had been torn from reality itself. Lissandra, had she cast a spell on me?

The world around me blurred and then solidified, revealing a dimly lit chamber bathed in an eerie glow. It was silent, save for the faint crackle of unseen torches and the murmurs of figures cloaked in power. My heart raced as I took in the sight before me: a group of beings, radiating an aura of unparalleled strength, encircling a stone table.
Upon the table lay a man, naked and unmoving, his form flawless yet unnervingly lifeless. As I scanned the assembly, realization struck like lightning...I was in the presence of the Olympian gods themselves.

My breath caught as I instinctively reached out, but my hand passed through the air like I was a ghost. I stood beside a radiant figure clad in golden Armor, his features sharp and proud. Apollo. They couldn’t see me. I was an observer, a shadow.

Zeus rose from his throne, his presence commanding absolute attention. His voice, powerful and resonant, shattered the room’s murmurs. “Daughter,” he began, his piercing gaze locked onto a figure to his right, “are you certain of this?”

I turned to follow his gaze, and there she was. Athena. She stood with unshakable poise, her silver-gray eyes blazing with conviction. “Yes, Father,” she said firmly. “I believe this is the right course of action.”

Zeus’s expression hardened, a tempest brewing behind his eyes. “What you are asking...” he said gravely, “goes beyond a mere request.”

Another figure spoke, his voice deep and calm, like the ocean before a storm. Poseidon. “This endeavour is dangerous, Athena. We tread uncharted waters.”

Athena nodded; her tone unwavering. “I am well aware of the risks, Uncle. But the Erebosians are at our gates, and their strength surpasses anything we have faced before. The old strategies will not suffice this time.”

She gestured to the still figure on the table. “Apollo, Hephaestus, and I have refined this concept countless times. We are certain it is our greatest and most necessary decision.”

Zeus turned to Hephaestus; the forge god seated in the shadows. “And you, Hephaestus? Do you vouch for this creation?”

Hephaestus nodded; his voice gruff but certain. “I do. The design is flawless. It only requires one final element.” He glanced at Apollo. “Apollo’s guidance ensured its precision.”

A low, mocking chuckle cut through the chamber. Ares, his crimson hair flickering like flames, leaned forward with a smirk. “A living weapon,” he said, his tone dripping with amusement. “How clever, my dear sister.”

Some gods chuckled at his remark, while others exchanged uneasy glances. Athena’s expression darkened, her distrust toward her brother unmistakable.

“He is not your toy, Ares,” she said coldly, her voice slicing through the tension.

Ares leaned back with a shrug; his smirk unbroken. “We’ll see about that.”

A new voice, measured and deliberate, emerged from the shadows. Hades. The god of the underworld observed the proceedings with calculating eyes, his presence chilling yet authoritative. “Athena,” he said, “are you saying this creation will not be… mindless?”

The room fell into a hushed silence, the gods awaiting her response. Athena hesitated, the weight of her words pressing heavily upon her. “…Yes,” she finally admitted, her voice quieter but resolute.

An uproar erupted. Murmurs and protests filled the chamber as gods debated and questioned.
“Silence!” Zeus thundered, his voice quelling the discord like a storm breaking against a mountain. The gods returned to their seats, though the tension lingered. Zeus’s gaze bore into Athena. “Daughter,” he said, “why have you and your collaborators decided to create this being as something more than a mindless instrument of war? Why does it have a soul?”

Before Athena could answer, another voice rang out, Apollo’s. “Because we have been blind in this war,” he said, his words cutting through the room like a blade. A few gods stood, their pride wounded by his bluntness, but Apollo remained steadfast.
“We don’t need a mindless husk,” he continued. “We need a leader. Someone capable of thought, of empathy, of forging alliances beyond Olympus. A being who can unite not only the gods but all the realms we’ve failed to protect.” He locked eyes with Zeus, his conviction unshakable. “Father, to do that, he must be more than a weapon. He must be his own being, something greater than any of us alone.”

Athena met Zeus’s gaze, her silence speaking volumes. For the first time, she seemed ****, yet her resolve remained unbroken.

“Really? You think he’ll just help us without question?” Ares’s voice thundered through the chamber, his fiery eyes blazing with indignation. “What if he decides the power of the Erebosians is more tempting? What if he betrays us?!”
He stepped forward, his fury palpable, and jabbed a finger toward the man lying on the stone table. “Father, we gods defeated the Erebosians once before, without resorting to… this.” His gaze darted to Athena, sharp as a blade. “Give me the power and strength to lead the charge, and I will crush them again!”

A few gods rose to their feet, their voices swelling in support of Ares. Some cheered his name, their faith in brute **** and tradition unwavering. Others hurled insults at the lifeless figure on the table, their disdain unmistakable.

“QUIET!” Zeus’s voice erupted like a tempest, shaking the very foundations of the chamber. The uproar ceased immediately as every god froze under his withering gaze. “The Erebosians are closer than ever, and here we stand, squabbling like mortals over petty grievances?! Is this how a god should act?!” The council fell into a tense, chastened silence. Zeus turned his piercing gaze to Athena. “Daughter,” he began, his voice calmer now but no less commanding. “You are not merely asking for this creation’s life to be spared. You are asking for something far greater.”

Athena met her father’s gaze without flinching. “Yes,” she admitted, her voice steady and resolute. “I ask that each of us give him a portion of our essence. Our power.”

Her words hung in the air, heavy with audacity.
Ares burst into a fit of derisive laughter, the sound echoing off the stone walls. “You can’t be serious!” he sneered, joined by other gods who chuckled and muttered their own insults at her boldness.

“SILENCE!” Zeus roared again, his patience wearing thin. “Any more insolence, and I will have your tongues!” The chamber stilled, tension rippling through the air like a taut bowstring.

Hades, who had remained silent until now, leaned forward from his seat, his dark eyes sharp and calculating. “How much?” he asked, his deep voice cutting through the quiet.

Athena glanced at the man on the table before replying, her tone unwavering. “Just enough for him to carry a part of each of us. Enough to make him the embodiment of Olympus.” She paused, her gaze sweeping over the assembly. “Each of you may choose how much you are willing to give...or how little.”

Ares stepped forward again, his voice dripping with venom. “And if we refuse?”

Athena’s eyes narrowed; her words as sharp as his. “Then we will die at the hands of the enemy.”

A murmur spread through the council. Despite their pride, the gods knew the truth of her words. The Erebosians were unlike any foe they had faced before.

Zeus raised a hand, silencing the whispers. “We will settle this with a vote,” he declared. “Two bowls will be placed before you. Those who are against the plan, place a drachma in the right bowl. Those who agree and are willing to share their essence, place it in the left.”

Two ornate bowls appeared at the center of the chamber, their gleaming surfaces reflecting the flickering torchlight. One by one, the gods approached, their faces blurred to me, their forms shrouded in power I could barely comprehend.
Even the Big Three; Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades. Stepped forward to cast their votes, their movements deliberate and measured.

When the final drachma clinked into its bowl, Zeus approached to tally the votes. He took his time, the weight of the decision pressing heavily upon the room. Finally, he turned to face the council, his thunderous voice reverberating through the chamber. “THE COUNCIL HAS DECIDED. HE WILL LIVE.”

Athena exhaled a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding, her shoulders relaxing as relief washed over her. The gods who had voted against the plan rose in silence, their expressions dark as they departed.

Ares lingered, his fiery gaze fixed on Athena. “Your foolishness will doom us all one day, sister,” he hissed, his voice low and venomous. “Don’t forget that.” With a final glare, he turned and strode away, his supporters following behind him.
The scene shifted abruptly. A smaller group of gods now encircled the man on the table, their expressions solemn. One by one, they stepped forward, placing their hands on his body. Each imparted a portion of their divine essence, their power flowing into him like streams of light.
When their task was done, they stepped back, their features weary but resolute.

Finally, only Zeus and Athena remained. They stood side by side, gazing down at the man who now carried a part of each of them. “We are taking a great risk,” Zeus said, his tone heavy with doubt.

“I know,” Athena replied softly, her eyes never leaving the man on the table. “But it is the only choice that will lead us to victory. You know that as well as I do.”

Zeus said nothing, but the conflict in his eyes betrayed his thoughts. He knew the truth of her words. The Erebosians were stronger than ever, and Olympus alone would not be enough to defeat them.

The vision’s final moments unfolded before me. The man on the table stirred. His chest rose and fell with the breath of life, and slowly, his eyes fluttered open.

As his features came into focus, a chill ran down my spine.

It was me.