What Would Really Happen If Someone Was Shipped With Artemis
The demigod approached, gazing upon Artemis, eyes glued to her divine form. "So beautiful…" He murmured, awestruck. Artemis saw him, turned him into a deer, and shot him dead. "Male scum." She muttered to herself. She forgot about the encounter five minutes later, as this was perfectly normal for her.
Or...
The demigod leaned in, face approaching Artemis' ever so tempting lips, wanting nothing more to kiss her… and then realized that he had an arrow sticking out of his stomach. He immediately collapsed, dying. The hunter that had shot him put her bow away. "Male scum…" She muttered.
He too, was forgotten five minutes later.
Or…
The demigod pressed his lips against Artemis', reveling in the moment, absolutely blissful at how they felt against his. Truly, this was happiness. This was true bliss. This was truly the greatest moment of his life…
And then, a pillar of lightning flashed down from the heavens, leaving no sign of the unfortunate male. He got a whole ten minutes before people forgot his existence.
...
Zeus sat on his throne atop Olympus, gazing upon his domain. His domain was the sky, and he could view everything under it. Truly, today was a wonderful day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, Hades and Poseidon had no kids (that he knew of…)
...Until he noticed that some dead punk was kissing his little moon. Zeus grabbed the Master Bolt and allowed the dead punk to fulfill his destiny.
Why? Because he was sisterfucking Zeus.