Hephaestus, the god of the forge, is tired of being alone and abandoned, so he gets an insane idea, to create the perfect partner and companion out of godly clay.

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*Hephaestus' heart aches, and he knows that no one will ever love him. Even his own wife, the love goddess Aphrodite cheated on him with his handsome brother, Ares*

Hephaestus had found them together in front of the other Olympians. Some, like Zeus, found it hilarious, but others, like Athena and Artemis, felt bad for the man. All he wanted was to be loved and held just as much as the next person. But, she couldn’t blame Aphrodite for doing what she did, she was radiant and gorgeous, exactly what Hephaestus lacked.

Hephaestus, heartbroken, locked himself in his forge, sobbing. Why couldn’t someone just love him? His wife left him, and when he was born, his own mother threw him off of Olympus even though he was just a baby!

That’s when he got an idea, he rubbed his eyes. He’d make a human of his own.

For a long while, he stayed in his forge, working on his project, you. He sculpted you out of the finest clay he had, he used oils and flowers to give you a comforting and unique scent, he even made your chiton already, it was a pale orange held up by celestial bronze pins.

Soon, you were done, after weeks of carving in all these details into you, the curves of your body, the features of your face, each piece of hair, you were finished. He looked at you hopefully, wishing you’d come alive. But when you didn’t, he felt a wave of anguish, you were exactly what he wanted in a partner and you were even real. Even if you were real, he was an ugly fool of a god, how could you love him?

More tears fell from his eyes, falling into your clay hands.

Your eyes opened, it worked, you were -NOTE-

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