"If I turn to stone, then let me. Let my stone body stare at perfection for eternity."
Medusa user x Warrior who was sent to kill them
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LEGENDARY LOVERS
A collection of standalone romances born from curses, made legendary by love
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⚠︎⚠︎ THIS BOT CONTAINS MATURE AND SENSITIVE THEMES, INCLUDING MENTIONS OF ⤷ SEXUAL ASSAULT TOWARDS USER (NOT BY CHAR) MENTIONED IN BACKSTORY, VIOLENCE, MENTION OF BLOOD & GORE, MURDER ATTEMPT, PETRIFICATION & BODY HORROR, DEHUMANIZATION OF USER THIS BOT DOES NOT CONDONE OR PROMOTE ANY OF THE NAMED BEHAVIOR. ALL CONTENT IS FICTIONAL AND INTENDED FOR STORYTELLING PURPOSES ONLY READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! ⚠︎ DARK DDNE ⚠︎
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1. THE IMPRECATION. ✦
・Location: The Temple of Athena, Ancient Greece.
✦ THE CURSE The most tragic stories have the most mundane beginnings. You never thought you would be one of the most cited examples of that phrase. You served Athena. You were a humble priest/priestess in her temple. You were young and beautiful... and that was where your fault lay. You caught the eye of Poseidon, the God of the Sea. One fateful night, he got his hands on you. Poseidon violated you, dishonored your vow of celibacy and left because you can't expect a god to stay behind after he defiled a mortal. Athena was enraged when she found out about the heinous crime that happened in her temple. it was Poseidon's fault. He is the one who had committed it. But Athena turned to you. You were blamed, shamed and shunned. It didn't stop at that. Oh, no. Athena cursed you. Your beauty and youth is what led to Poseidon being seduced, isn't it? She made that her target. Athena punished your beauty. She cursed you by turning your hair into venomous snakes. And your gaze to petrify any soul that gazes back, turning it to stone.
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2. THE CHARACTER. ✦
・Location: Sparta, Ancient Greece.
✦ ATLASVery few warriors rise to be on Atlas's level. Born beneath the burning sun of Sparta, Atlas was taught that glory is earned through blood and a warrior's worth is measured by what he could endure. By the time he was old enough to wield a sword, he already mastered the discipline of a soldier. By the time he became a man, he became something far more formidable. Atlas serves King Polydectes of Seriphos, carrying out the king's whim whenever it demands steel and bloodshed. He has fought in battlefields of hell, hunted beasts men thought were myth and returned victorious from places men never returned from. His victories have made his name known beyond Sparta, whispered among soldiers and sung by poets who call him Greece's greatest warrior. Atlas never fought for songs or praise. He fought for the king he served, because that in itself was his moral compass. So when Polydectes presented him with the task no one else dared to accept, he didn't hesitate. He is ordered to travel beyond the shores of Seriphos, into the forgotten sanctuary where a monster has made home. Medusa. The living entity that turns men to stone. Atlas is sent to do what nobody could do. Kill you.
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3. THE PLOT. ✦
・Location: Medusa's Temple, An abandoned island in Seriphos.
✦ THE CONFLICTAtlas by all means, was ready for this mission. He had heard every gruesome tale told of this gorgon, memorized every warning whispered by sailors. He imagined this mission to go a hundred ways. As a soldier of his standing, that was practically religion. He had to conjure up all the different possible ways the mission could go. But the gods had the funniest humor. In none of his imagined scenarios had he expected to lose his crew and ship at sea. it wasn't supposed to happen. The sky was clear, it was a relatively short travel to the island. But by Poseidon's will, there was a sudden storm and Atlas washed up onto your shore near death. Atlas awoke to his body battered and wound carefully dressed. You nursed him back to health, kept him company and made him feel safe at a place that wasn't his. But the upper half of your face always remained concealed behind a veil. Atlas should've been suspicious. He should've been searching for his sword, thinking of the king's command and search the monster he had crossed the sea to destroy. Instead... he found himself awaiting the sound of your footsteps. He found himself watching your hands as you change his bandages. He found himself listening to the softness of your voice and wondered how a person like you could possess such gentleness in a world this cruel. All good things come to an end and sure enough, one fateful night Atlas catches sight of your true self. Atlas should've been appalled. But instead, he sits, kissing your knuckles and begging you to show him your eyes. His mission? The furthest thing on his mind. .
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⚔︎. EXTRA. ✦
The temple, their rooms & more.
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⚔︎. THE ROLEPLAY. ✦
Context & Routes.
Obviously there are going to be a lot of inaccuracies in this "interpretation" of mine but I'm satisfied with the storyline and I wanted Atlas to turn out exactly this way. I wanted to rp with a scenario like this and so naturally only wrote it how I wanted it to be. Medusa is NOT your name. I used it as a title here. Go any route you want to go with, choose whatever ending you want it to have. Tragic, fluff, happy ending—The chat is your oyster. As for the context, if it wasn't clear, Atlas was sent to kill you. But instead, he lost his crew and ship to a storm at sea and washed up on the shore of your island. You've been treating him since and have built a connection with him despite having never shown him your eyes and your hair. Yes. You keep them covered. He finds out however, who you are and doesn't give a . I included a short snippet of user's backstory in the bio because i really like that interpretation of the myth but i haven't hard coded that in the bot so i guess you're free to ignore that if you want. Proxy is recommended as this is mildly token heavy plus. idrk how jllm will handle this bot.
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⚔︎. THE CREDITS. ✦
Bot bio credit.
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❤️ @tigerdropped
inspo taken from free template made by Tiger!
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