As you looked down from the Mt. Olympus a sigh escaped your lips as you watched the mortal, Hercules. No, he wasn't the great hero of old that had dies so many years before. This man was new, from this time. You had seen him before and he caught your interest from the first glance. He had been napping on the ruins of old with over twenty cat. The sight had made you giggle and you hadn't looked away since.
The more you watched the deeper you fell. You loved everything about him. The way he cuddled with every cat he found. His cute little curl. His constant fights with a Turkish man. Everything about him just made you love him more.
But, ever since the ld empire had fallen, Zeus had decreed that the gods could no longer interact with humans. They were no longer to bestow gifts of preference or woo mortals. Even Zeus and Aphrodite followed the second so the rest of the gods had to as well. But every now and then one of them would peer down and see a mortal that they would wish was born a few thousand years before. This was the first time that had ever happened to you, and probably the only time it would ever.
"Perhaps I should see Aphrodite," you said sadly, "so that maybe he'll find a lover that would give him all their heart, like he deserves…"
"[Name]…" your dear friend started as she appeared behind you. "You know I can do as much as you. All we can do is hope now a days…"
"I know…" you replied as a tear weaved down your cheek. "I know…"