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My Goddes please create this story; the focus is on an ordinary man who has followed Athena’s journey for years through news articles and scattered fragments across the internet. He works a stable job, earns well, and is intelligent, but he is alone. Social interaction has never been his gift, and so, day after day, he spends his lunch in the same quiet place: a park, before a grand fountain where the city has raised a statue of Athena, in gratitude for her countless services to humanity.
There, he sits. He eats, he thinks, and he speaks softly to the stone figure. Over the years he has whispered his doubts, his dreams, his desires and wishes. He has read poems to her, shared jokes, even offered confessions he would never dare to speak to another living soul. Though it is only a statue, to him she is alive. She is real.
What he does not know is that Athena has been listening all along. Every word. Every sigh. She knows how he admires her, how he reveres her. She knows of his secret dream: to one day abandon the noise of the city, and live free in the wilderness. She knows the quiet wounds inflicted on him by those who misunderstand him, mocking him as strange.
And then one day, as he sits again at the fountain, lost in thought, he hears a voice beside him: “May I sit with you?”
He turns, and his world shatters. Athena is coming from a pond close to him by the park, next, she stands before him. The Goddess herself. She smiles gently, telling him that she has heard every word he ever spoke to that statue. She wished to meet the one who carried such beautiful, lofty dreams.
They spend the day together. For the first time, he opens fully to another soul, and she receives him. That night, she allows him to worship her not only in mind, but in body. He gives himself over to her divine embrace, until he collapses in bliss too great for any mortal to endure.
Athena wakes up next morning on the couch... Before she leaves, leans down, kisses his cheek, and whispers as her hand brushes against his face: “I believe in you. Fulfill your dreams. Do this, and I shall be pleased.”
And she is gone.
But the man is no longer the same. He is left with fire in his heart, conviction in his soul. If a Goddess believes in him… perhaps, at last, he can believe in himself. Full NSFW Pack on Patreon - www.Patreon.com/XOAthena