That Halloween night, the veil between worlds grew thin… and she stepped through it.

Clad in obsidian silk and crowned with horns of divine origin, Athena’s wings shimmered like starlight caught in moonlight. She did not walk — she floated, hovered, commanded.

The humans who gathered for tricks and costumes didn’t know what to make of her. A goddess? A fairy? A temptation born of midnight?

Her body pulsed with a strange light. Her eyes, glowing with alien power, met theirs — and every word they meant to say dissolved in heat and reverence.

Spells bloomed around her like petals opening to the night. Magic radiated from her skin… but so did something else: an allure that made mortals forget the world.

With every movement, she discovered new enchantments — not from scrolls, but from the power that desire itself awakens.

She didn’t ask for worship. She simply existed.

And that… was more than enough to bend reality around her.