By Ramone Misfit on September 9, 2024 Medusa’s Mundane Monday Medusa woke up to the sound of her snakes hissing softly in the early morning light. The sun’s rays filtered into her secluded cave, casting a warm glow on the stone walls. She stretched and yawned, feeling the familiar weight of her serpentine hair shifting with her movements. “Morning, everyone,” she murmured, patting a particularly restless snake on the head. It nuzzled her hand before settling back down. Despite her fearsome reputation, Medusa had a surprisingly domestic routine. Living in isolation had its perks, but it also came with its own set of challenges. First on the agenda was breakfast. Medusa made her way to the kitchen area of her cave, where she kept a modest supply of food. She reached for a loaf of bread and some fruit, careful to avoid looking directly at her stone pantry—the unfortunate result of an accidental glance while reaching for a late-night snack. “Note to self,” she muttered, “find a way to un-stone-ify the pantry.” With breakfast in hand, she sat at her stone table, her snakes lazily draping themselves over her shoulders. She took a bite of bread and sighed contentedly, enjoying the peaceful start to her day. After breakfast, it was time to tend to her garden. Medusa’s garden was a hidden oasis behind her cave, filled with a variety of plants and flowers that thrived in the magical soil of the Gorgon’s domain. She loved spending time here, finding solace in the simple act of nurturing life. As she watered the plants, she hummed a tune, her snakes swaying to the rhythm. Her tranquility was interrupted by a sudden rustling in the bushes. Medusa turned, her eyes narrowing. “Who’s there?” A timid voice replied, “It’s just me, Medusa.” Out from the bushes stepped Chiron, the wise and kind centaur. He often visited Medusa, bringing news from the outside world and supplies she couldn’t procure herself. Today, he had a basket filled with various goods. “Chiron! You startled me,” Medusa said, smiling. “Apologies,” Chiron replied, handing her the basket. “I brought you some fresh vegetables, a few scrolls, and that special ointment for your snakes.” “Thank you,” Medusa said, taking the basket. “Come, sit and have some tea with me.” They settled in her garden, and Medusa brewed a pot of herbal tea. As they sipped their drinks, Chiron updated her on the latest happenings among the gods and mortals. “Did you hear about the new hero trying to find his way to the Underworld? Poor fellow got lost in the labyrinth,” Chiron said, shaking his head. Medusa chuckled. “Seems like they’re always getting lost or turning to stone around here.” Chiron’s visit was a pleasant break in Medusa’s routine, but soon enough, he had to leave. “Take care, Medusa. And remember, if you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to call.” “Thank you, Chiron. Safe travels,” Medusa replied, watching as he disappeared into the forest. With her garden tended and her social visit complete, Medusa turned to her favorite pastime: reading. She loved losing herself in the stories of far-off lands and ancient myths. Settling into a comfortable chair with a new scroll, she began to read, her snakes occasionally glancing over her shoulder as if trying to follow along. As the afternoon wore on, Medusa’s peaceful day took a surprising turn. She heard a commotion near the entrance of her cave and went to investigate. To her shock, she found a young man, trembling and clutching a makeshift shield, clearly lost and terrified. “Please don’t turn me to stone!” he cried, falling to his knees. Medusa sighed, exasperated. “Another one? How do they keep finding this place?” She approached the young man cautiously, keeping her gaze averted. “Calm down. I’m not going to turn you to stone. What’s your name?” “Th-Theseus,” he stammered. “Theseus, why are you here?” “I… I was trying to prove myself as a hero. They said if I could face you and survive, I’d be a legend.” Medusa rolled her eyes. “Of course. Look, Theseus, being a hero isn’t always about facing monsters. It’s about doing the right thing, helping others, and being brave in the face of true adversity. Now, let’s get you out of here before you hurt yourself.” She guided Theseus through the forest, making sure he kept his eyes on the path ahead. As they reached the edge of her domain, Theseus turned to her, still trembling but with a newfound respect. “Thank you, Medusa. I… I didn’t know.” “Now you do. Go, be a real hero.” As Theseus disappeared into the distance, Medusa shook her head, amused and slightly annoyed by the encounter. Returning to her cave, she resumed her reading, grateful for the quiet once more. As the sun set, casting long shadows over her domain, Medusa reflected on her day. It had been a typical day filled with the usual ups and downs, but it was her life, and she found comfort in its rhythm. “Goodnight, everyone,” she said to her snakes as she settled into bed. They hissed softly in response, curling around her protectively. Medusa closed her eyes, ready for whatever the next day would bring. Living as a Gorgon wasn’t easy, but it was never boring, and for that, she was grateful. 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By Ramone Misfit on September 9, 2024 A day in the life of Hades Hades woke up to the gentle hum of the River Styx and the distant, mournful wails of lost souls. It was a typical morning in the Underworld, and he had a full schedule ahead. Persephone was still asleep beside him, her presence a rare and cherished comfort during her time away from the surface. He carefully slipped out of bed, leaving a note for Persephone. He knew she’d appreciate a little breakfast when she woke up, so he instructed one of his loyal shades to prepare a platter of pomegranate seeds and ambrosia. Hades’ first stop was the Hall of Judgment, where newly arrived souls awaited their fate. Today’s batch seemed particularly unruly. The Furies were already hard at work, their whips cracking as they maintained order. “Lord Hades,” Minos, the judge, greeted him. “We have a situation. Several souls are contesting their sentences.” Hades sighed. “Very well. Bring them in.” The next few hours were spent listening to pleas and reviewing the lives of the departed. Some claimed innocence, others sought leniency, but justice in the Underworld was strict and impartial. Hades handled each case with a mixture of stern authority and quiet empathy, ensuring that each soul received their due. Just as he finished, a commotion erupted outside his chamber. Hermes, the messenger god, burst in, looking uncharacteristically flustered. “Hades! We have a problem,” Hermes panted. “What now?” Hades asked, raising an eyebrow. “It’s Cerberus. He’s… he’s got fleas.” Hades groaned. “Of course he does. Let’s deal with it.” Together, Hades and Hermes made their way to the gates of the Underworld. Cerberus, his loyal three-headed guardian, was indeed scratching furiously, his massive body writhing in discomfort. It took a combination of divine flea powder and soothing words to calm the beast. As the day progressed, Hades attended to the various administrative tasks that came with ruling the Underworld. He signed off on decrees, resolved disputes among his subjects, and ensured the balance of life and death was maintained. By mid-afternoon, he finally had a moment to himself. He retreated to his private garden, a secluded oasis where Persephone’s touch had brought life and color to the otherwise somber realm. He sat on a stone bench, enjoying the quiet and the sight of blooming flowers. His solitude was interrupted by a soft rustle. He turned to see Persephone approaching, a gentle smile on her face. “Busy day?” she asked, sitting beside him. “More than usual,” Hades admitted. “But it’s better now.” Persephone leaned against him, her presence a balm to his weary soul. They sat in comfortable silence for a while, simply enjoying each other’s company. As evening fell, Hades and Persephone made their way back to the palace. The Underworld was quieting down, the souls settling into their eternal rest. Hades felt a rare sense of contentment. Despite the chaos and the challenges, he knew he could face anything with Persephone by his side. “Tomorrow will be better,” Persephone said softly, as if reading his thoughts. Hades nodded, a faint smile on his lips. “Yes, it will. Together, we can handle anything.” And so, the Lord of the Underworld and his queen retired for the night, ready to face whatever the next day would bring. Press here to check out my awesome coloring book! 👇 Relax and boost your creativity with my coloring book: Psychedelic Pegasus Adult Coloring Book Read more here📖 Zeus and the Battle of the Locks October 6, 2024/ Ramone MisfitMythology fanfictionRead More Artemis, Apollo, and the Golden Chicken October 3, 2024/ Ramone MisfitMythology fanfictionRead More When Zeus Met the Rats from Hades October 1, 2024/ Ramone MisfitMythology fanfictionRead More Athena and the Underworld Plague September 26, 2024/ Ramone MisfitMythology fanfictionRead More Support me via my Etsy stores! Take a peek because why not? Olympus Panda Apparel AWESOMELY SOFT ECO-FRIENDLY T-SHIRTS! Serene Horizon Prints Beautiful Digital printable art! Author Ramone Misfit is my pen name as an author, writer, and musician. I write this blog with the goal to raise funds so that I can achieve freedom to play music every day! When you support me it helps me care for my family, cats, and it allows me to get closer to fulfilling my goal one day at a time. Thank you for visiting my site! Thanks for stopping by and have an awesome day! Youtube Instagram Pinterest Thanks for visiting✌️
By Ramone Misfit on September 8, 2024 Zagreus saves the day when Cerberus goes missing It was a typical day in the Underworld, the realm of Hades, when the unimaginable happened—Cerberus, the fearsome three-headed hound that guarded the gates, went missing. The dark corridors echoed with the frantic shouts of shades and the flustered whispers of lesser gods. Hades, usually calm and collected, was pacing his throne room with a deep furrow in his brow. “Zagreus!” Hades’ voice boomed, reverberating through the stone walls. “Get in here, now!” Zagreus, the rebellious and adventurous son of Hades, hurried in, trying not to smile at his father’s obvious distress. “Yes, Father? What’s wrong?” Hades glared at him, clearly not in the mood for his usual nonchalance. “Cerberus is missing. You need to find him and bring him back. The gates of the Underworld cannot remain unguarded.” “Missing?” Zagreus repeated, a grin spreading across his face. “The big guy? How does Cerberus just…go missing?” “That’s what I need you to find out,” Hades snapped. “And stop smiling. This is serious.” Zagreus straightened up, suppressing his amusement. “Alright, Father. I’ll find him. Any clues on where he might have gone?” Hades handed him a chewed-up bone. “This was found near the entrance to Elysium. Start there and work your way back.” Zagreus took the bone, nodded, and set off. As he made his way through the Underworld, he couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of Cerberus, the mighty guardian, getting lost. The first stop was Elysium, the final resting place of the blessed souls. Upon entering Elysium, Zagreus was greeted by the sight of souls enjoying eternal bliss—playing, laughing, and relaxing. It was hard to imagine that somewhere in this paradise, a massive three-headed dog was causing trouble. “Hey, Zagreus!” called out Achilles, the legendary hero. “What brings you here?” Zagreus approached Achilles, holding up the bone. “Cerberus is missing. Have you seen him around here?” Achilles scratched his head. “You know, I did see something strange earlier. There was a commotion near the fields, but I thought it was just some spirited souls having fun.” “Thanks, Achilles. I’ll check it out.” Following the commotion, Zagreus found himself at the edge of a field where a group of shades were gathered, looking rather puzzled. In the middle of the group was Cerberus, or rather, two-thirds of him. One of his heads was busily chewing on a giant bone, the second head was licking the face of an amused shade, and the third head was sniffing around, clearly enjoying the attention. “Seriously, Cerberus?” Zagreus said, trying not to laugh. “You’re supposed to be guarding the gates, not attending a picnic.” Cerberus’s middle head looked up, tongue lolling out happily. The other two heads followed suit, one still chewing on its bone. Zagreus sighed and approached his pet. “Alright, buddy, let’s go. Father is worried sick.” Cerberus whined and reluctantly stood up, all three heads looking apologetically at the shades. They patted him goodbye, and Zagreus began to lead him back toward the gates. As they walked through Asphodel, the fiery fields that separated Elysium from the rest of the Underworld, Zagreus encountered Thanatos, the god of death. Thanatos raised an eyebrow at the sight of Cerberus. “Zagreus, what are you doing with Cerberus?” “He decided to go on a little adventure,” Zagreus explained. “I’m bringing him back.” Thanatos smirked. “Adventurous as ever. Good luck.” Continuing through Asphodel, Zagreus noticed Cerberus starting to slow down. He glanced back and saw the dog’s heads drooping. It seemed the excitement had worn him out. “Come on, Cerberus, just a bit further.” Finally, they reached the gates of the Underworld. Hades was waiting, arms crossed and looking impatient. When he saw Cerberus, his stern expression softened slightly. “You found him,” Hades said, relief evident in his voice. “Good job, Zagreus.” “Yeah, well, he was enjoying a bit of a holiday in Elysium,” Zagreus replied, patting Cerberus on one of his heads. “Maybe you should give him a day off every now and then.” Hades sighed, shaking his head. “We’ll see. For now, Cerberus, back to your post.” Cerberus obediently took his place by the gates, but not before giving Zagreus a grateful lick with all three tongues. As Zagreus walked away, he couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the day. Even in the Underworld, it seemed, everyone needed a break now and then—even the fearsome guardian of the gates. 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By Ramone Misfit on September 8, 2024 Zeus’s Day Off Zeus woke up with a start as the sun’s first rays peeked through the grand windows of his marble palace on Mount Olympus. The king of the gods stretched and yawned, feeling an unusual lightness in his chest. Today was different—today, Zeus had decided to take a day off. Hera, his queen, raised an eyebrow as Zeus announced his intentions over breakfast. “A day off, Zeus? Are you sure that’s wise?” Zeus grinned, already imagining a day of leisure. “Absolutely, Hera. The mortals can manage their own affairs for a day, and I’m sure the other gods can handle things up here. I just want to relax.” Hera sighed but smiled indulgently. “Very well, dear. Just try not to cause too much trouble.” With that, Zeus donned a casual tunic, leaving his thunderbolt behind, and set out to enjoy his day. His first stop was the divine bathhouse, a luxurious oasis of warm, bubbling springs and scented oils. As he soaked in the steaming water, he let out a contented sigh. “Ah, this is the life,” he murmured, closing his eyes. Moments later, the tranquility was shattered by a loud splash. Zeus opened his eyes to see Hermes, the mischievous messenger god, cannonballing into the bath, sending water everywhere. “Hey, Zeus! Taking a day off, huh? Mind if I join you?” Hermes asked, not waiting for an answer. Zeus sighed. “Sure, Hermes. Why not?” As the two gods relaxed, Hermes started regaling Zeus with tales of his latest pranks. Zeus found himself chuckling despite himself, but soon enough, the bath was filled with other gods seeking to escape their duties. Athena and Apollo were debating philosophy, Dionysus was mixing up cocktails, and Ares was attempting to start an arm-wrestling competition. The bathhouse quickly turned into a chaotic scene, and Zeus decided it was time to move on. He dried off and headed to the divine gardens, hoping for some peace and quiet among the blooming flowers and chirping birds. However, as soon as he arrived, he found Aphrodite hosting a grand tea party with a flock of lovestruck nymphs. The goddess of love waved enthusiastically at Zeus, beckoning him over. “Zeus, darling! Come join us for some ambrosia tea and nectar cakes!” Zeus reluctantly sat down, accepting a cup of tea. As he tried to enjoy his snack, Eros, Aphrodite’s son, decided to practice his archery skills, shooting love arrows randomly and causing chaos among the guests. Soon, gods and nymphs alike were professing undying love for inanimate objects and each other. “Wonderful,” Zeus muttered, dodging a stray arrow. “Just what I needed.” Deciding that the gardens weren’t the sanctuary he had hoped for, Zeus made his way to the divine stables, where Pegasus and the other mythical creatures resided. Maybe a quiet ride through the skies would be just the thing to clear his mind. As he approached Pegasus, however, he found the usually majestic winged horse covered in colorful ribbons and glitter. It seemed that the Muses had decided to give Pegasus a makeover for their latest artistic project. “Sorry, Zeus!” Calliope called out, not looking very sorry at all. “We’ll have Pegasus back to his normal self in no time. Maybe.” Zeus sighed again and wandered back towards the palace. As he walked through the halls, he noticed that Hephaestus was setting up a makeshift forge in the courtyard, hammering away at a new invention. Sparks flew everywhere, and the clanging noise was deafening. “Zeus, my king!” Hephaestus shouted over the din. “I’ve just come up with a revolutionary new device! Care to give it a try?” Zeus smiled weakly and declined. “Maybe later, Hephaestus. I’m just trying to have a quiet day.” Finally, Zeus decided to retreat to his private quarters. He closed the doors behind him, blocking out the noise and chaos of Olympus. He lay down on his plush, cloud-like bed and took a deep breath. “Maybe taking a day off wasn’t such a good idea,” he admitted to himself. Just as he was starting to relax, the door burst open and Artemis rushed in, her face flushed with excitement. “Zeus, you won’t believe it! There’s a giant boar rampaging through the forests below! We need your help!” Zeus groaned, but then a thought occurred to him. Maybe a little action was exactly what he needed. He grabbed his thunderbolt, feeling its familiar weight in his hand. “Alright, Artemis. Let’s go hunt a boar.” The hunt was exhilarating, and for the first time all day, Zeus felt like himself again. He and Artemis tracked the boar through the dense forest, their combined skills making short work of the beast. As they returned to Olympus, triumphant, Zeus couldn’t help but laugh. “Maybe a day off wasn’t such a good idea after all,” he said to Artemis. “But a little adventure is always welcome.” Artemis grinned. “It’s good to see you back in action, Zeus. Olympus just isn’t the same without you.” As the sun set over Mount Olympus, Zeus joined the other gods for a grand feast. The chaos of the day was forgotten as they shared stories and laughter, the bonds of their divine family stronger than ever. Zeus raised his goblet, looking around at his friends and family. “To Olympus, and to the adventures that keep us all on our toes!” The gods cheered, and Zeus knew that no matter how chaotic his life might be, he wouldn’t have it any other way. 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