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The Birth Of A Goddess

"Daughter... to understand modern mortal love you must live your life as one. After you have done so, you may return." Her father kissed her forehead gently and her world instantly became black. Father Zeus... where have you sent me? Questioned little Aphrodite in the watery blackness of the womb. An ancient goddess reborn as a human infant.

Little Kyoko-chan Mogami was born on December 25th to her mother, Saena Mogami. She was a tiny infant born early. Her mother along with a difficult pregnancy suffered from untreated Postpartum Depressive Disorder. Had the doctors caught it or, perhaps watched her a little more closely, Saena would have probably bonded with the child properly. Instead, her feelings towards her daughter festered and she ended up frequently leaving little Kyoko-chan in the care of Yayoi Fuwa, her husband and their new little son Shotaro.

Little Kyoko-chan had forgotten her origins, her mission, her purpose and her true father the moment she was exposed to the harsh lights of the delivery room of the mortal hospital. The doctors had a strong feeling that she was very special. The faint gold aura that surrounded her might have contributed to that and the fact that she didn't make a single sound when she was delivered. Her golden eyes followed everyone with curiosity. Her young mind had already started to observe everyone and thing around her. She had to learn, she wasn't sure of what she had to learn, but something deep inside her told her it was important to pay close attention to people.

The first six years of her life, never once had she known the love and tenderness of a mother or, father. No kisses, no hugs... nothing. So, when the fairy Corn had hugged and held the crying child as they sat by the stream behind the Fuwa ryokan, something awakened. He truly was magic to her. He made her feel special. He made her feel something that she had never felt before... Love. It was a pure child's love. Warm and friendly. A love from a friend or, a family member and then he left. She never again felt that love in her childhood. Her vision of love became darkened and twisted by the young man that should have been a brother to her, Shotaro Fuwa. No family love as a child and no romantic or, friendship love as a young teen. The girls her age turned against her for living at the ryokan and the boys were chased away by Sho. After all she belonged to him. His mother was training her to be the Okami of the ryokan. It didn't matter that his mother was training her as a mother would a daughter. He believed she was being trained as a wife and he wanted nothing to do with that when he found out. And so... the two teens, Kyoko and Sho, escaped their fate to Tokyo.

The night that she discovered his true intentions the little beings, that her sisters the muses and her Father Zeus, had sent to protect her became corrupted and blackened like her pure heart. What the young mortal did to her was the final hit that turned the pure loving heart of the goddess of love, into a dark and tattered hate-filled lump of mortal flesh.

A vengeful goddess of love awakened. Her frightening beauty radiated around her in a showering aura of pure gold oscillating to black. Zeus would have destroyed the boy on the spot had it not been for his other daughters, the muses. Calliope was the muse of epic poetry, Clio was the muse of history, Erato was the muse of love poetry, Euterpe was the muse of music, Melpomene was the muse of tragedy, Polyhymnia was the muse of sacred poetry, Terpsichore was the muse of dance, Thalia was the muse of comedy, Urania was the muse of astronomy and they had each bestowed upon her a talent at birth to charm her new life; thus creating an extremely gifted and talented future actress.

The night that he wounded their sister's pure heart Erato and Euterpe left Sho Fuwa's side. Never piss off a goddess and most certainly do not piss off her family, even if she can't remember them as a temporary mortal. After all what is 100 years out of eternity and he had at least another 80 or, 85 to go. That's a long time to be out of favor of the gods, even if you don't believe in them anymore.

She wanted vengeance, wanted to crush him under her feet and make him beg. How dare he say those things! Ignorant of her origins, she believed the words of the arrogant little cockroach. She had been thoroughly convinced that she was plain, boring and uninteresting. She had even tacked on worthless and ugly in her own mind. However... she was anything but. That night when she exploded on him, the goddess of beauty and love came out in full force and blinded Sho. She was now all he thought of day or, night. Too bad. Once you anger one of the gods it is extremely difficult to get back into their good graces without an ultimate sacrifice of some kind and in this modern day and age, it's somewhat frowned upon. For many years his heart would beat only for her without his knowledge and his mind would often wander to thoughts of her. He was too immature to put the pieces together, so he would just brush it off in irritation as most inexperienced teen aged males would.

Her own son, Eros was deeply saddened of what had become of his beautiful mother and would make certain that this mortal boy would suffer greatly with a one-sided love that would verge on legendary when he discovered that his arrows had no effect on her broken and battered mortal heart. That was the only thing he was able to do for her, his grandfather had forbidden anything else.

Ah, but there was still hope. Eros had found the one man that could save his mother, the broken goddess. She had met him as a mortal child and they had shown each other a pure love. He had remained special to her even after they had parted, so one night he whispered into his mother's ear as she slept. "LME..." Was mentioned amongst the comforting words of her son.

She awakened the next morning from her slumber feeling more refreshed than she had in years. She stored her futon, cleaned her room, bathed, dressed, ate and left the little restaurant where she was staying. She made her way to the big building and began her new goal of becoming an actress.

There were many factors involved with Lory Takarada bringing this interesting young woman under the protective wings of LME. 1) She was utterly enchanting; 2) Despite her broken heart, he knew she could love; 3) Something or, someone had plagued him mercilessly to acquire her. He didn't need to know that the muses and her own son had inspired him to create the LoveMe Section to heal her. He didn't need to know why. He didn't even need to know who she really was.

When he met her, she told him herself that she was missing that one emotion that makes everyone human. That she wanted it, she craved it and she would do anything to retrieve it. Even at the auditions he could see the effect she had on others. His own granddaughter and the others that had been near her were taken in by her. He noticed a strange golden aura around her until it came time for her to display loving forgiveness and that's when it turned a sinister, thick, sickening black. Even if she would have succeeded by lying her way through it, she would have never passed the familial love portion of the audition.

His own granddaughter plead with him to bring her back, she loved her already. He was plagued by the dreams and nightmares. She finally returned and was admitted to the LoveMe Section.

In the time that she spent in the LoveMe Section, Lory was gifted ideas through his dreams of the missions that he would give her in order to heal her. He discovered her uncanny ability to attract others and how they all had instantly fell in love with her. All of them. It was strange, the girl claimed she couldn't love; yet, others inevitably fell in love with her. It didn't matter if they had hated or, despised her, if they had to spend more than an hour with her they would fall... one by one and she never even noticed. Even the unflappable Kuon Hizuri fell and he fell hard. No woman had ever been able to gain his attentions like she did and this pleased Lory Takarada immensely.

Now everyone knows that the years between 15 and 20, for a mortal female, are the years that she becomes a woman. She blooms like a flower in the sun. Add having the soul of the goddess of love and beauty packaged into that mortal coil and one will see one of the most rare and beautiful sights that has ever been witnessed since the times of Ancient Greece or, Rome when the gods still had a hand in human history and Kuon Hizuri had a front row seat. She was the sun and the moon, she was a rare blue rose straight from the sacred hanging gardens of Babylon. Every time he saw her, she took his breath away. Her acting prowess confounded him and her elusiveness inspired his tenacity to make her his, always only at his fingertips but, never in his arms. So he thought... She hid it well. Oh did she hide it well. Even her sisters and son didn't see it. She hid it in denial.

Kuon Hizuri... modern mortal Adonis. It is only logical that this one man would be the only one to sway the fragile broken heart of Aphrodite and the only one with the ability to heal it. The man with the heart of a goddess in his palm and he didn't even know it. All he knew is he loved her and so did many others.

As she neared her 18th year, he would notice men and women falling before her like so many annoying little bees to honey. Lory Takarada had a hand in that when he had her create Setsuka Heel. The twisted dormant values of being from a divine family seeped into that character. Her raw sexuality oozed from every poor of her body and he could barely contain himself. Fortunately for him, her brother Ares, had bestowed his blessing upon Kuon many years ago when he discovered their father's little game. His strength, his jealousy, his virility and his success in every battle that he had ever participated in, all were the gifts of Ares. This man was perfect for his sister, it was only a mortal lifetime after all. Unless... unless, she truly loved him as she had once loved her beloved Adonis.

So now we come to this one night... The night that a man who had been blessed by Ares and has the genetics of Adonis deep within him, is finally blessed with the love of the one and only true goddess of Love and Beauty, Aphrodite also known as Kyoko Mogami. The night that he sits next to her on a park bench in the silence of the late evening after having her wrapped in his arms, wracked with tear filled sobs and pain. They sit in a comfortable silence as she watches the little videos on his phone. She thinks about how he took her into his arms, willingly without pushing her away. How he comforted her and held her closely. How he allowed himself to show he loved her, if only for a moment. A moment that she saw it and knew. The moment that she allowed the locks to fly off completely and open the box that contained her heart. The moment when her world would completely change into something that she wanted to cling to.

So this is what love feels like.