#27 | Myth
It's not the like the gods didn't love their demigod children or their human parents, it was just... being an immortal had an effect on you that they just couldn't explain. It had to be experienced.
That didn't mean, of course, that they'd never truly fallen in love. Not just some love that was relatively fleeting but ended up producing a child, no. No, this love was passionate and everlasting. A love that made you think about possibly convincing Zeus to let you turn them into an immortal just so they could be with your forever and you wouldn't have to watch them grow old and die while you lived on.
Some of the gods Hermes had talked to had had that experienced it all ready. A long time ago. The person long gone by now, somewhere in the Underworld. They tell him they're over it, but he can tell by the look on their faces and the pain in their eyes they're not. They also tell him that he'd better watch out because it's going to happen to him sooner or later and when it did, he'd better be prepared.
But Hermes didn't believe them. After all the time he'd been alive, traveling from here to there, all across the world, to Hell and back—literally—not once had he met anyone that made him think about making them immortal (as harsh as that sounded).
So, this remained a bit of a myth to Hermes, that is, until he met May Castellan.
Thank you for everything,
TheBrightestNight