"She is the only golden thread on the spindle of destiny that has derailed."
A bunch of souls from another world fell into the eternal dusk of the Greek gods.
Alyssa, a metaphor whose name itself is "truth", has become the only lie in the oracle.
When the arrow of love accidentally penetrated his heart, what caught her was not the destined God of Spring, but the eyes of the Lord of Hades who saw the end.
Hades thought he had captured an interesting caged bird, Poseidon regarded her as a pawn that disrupted the chess game, and Apollo was eager to turn her "unknown" into an exclusive piece of music.
She deals with mortal wisdom and sows the spark of civilization in the gap between the arrogance and desire of the gods. That insignificant faith quietly gathered and became a trickle that shook the foundation stone of the sacred mountain.
Until the thunder of God-King Zeus declared her "existence" as original sin.
In a desperate situation, those gods who had tried to possess, use, and spy on her offered their authority and loyalty to her.
At this moment, she stood on the ruins of the throne, looking back at the way she came.
The journey home has begun, and the hands that once controlled life and death, stirred up huge waves, and weaved light are waiting for her decision.
——Return to nothingness where it came from, or become the sole master of this new myth?
Intention: To strive for the light of self-dominance in the determined destiny.