Athena was born within a well off family to a loving mother and a comparably distant father, buried headfirst in research of ancient primordial beings. Perhaps in some desperate search of purpose- kept sane by a worrywart of a wife. Athena was the second oldest of eight siblings, so her home life seldom had a moment of downtime. And oftentimes, it was just too much for her to deal with, especially once her father felt loke he was hitting strides and breakthroughs and resolved himself to download his findings and faith upon his children.

Athena wound up hanging out with friends and killing time eye deep in books and movies to escape the crass, albeit interesting, drabble. Neither helped cure her awkwardness, but she was at peace with it and herself right up until the day her mother died in a car crash.

Everyone was distraught, but nobody was more affected than Athena's father and luck would have it that Athena graduated and moved out when she got the chance, because a couple years later, she stopped receiving letters and texts from some of her family members.

Athena's suspicions grew as to their whereabouts, eapecially after remembering some of her fathers words. Something about the void and how his bloodline traced back to a long line of those who worshipped and received gifts from the ancient primordial Goddess Khaos. And then she saw it- or them, rather.

Her own brothets and sisters, trapped in a collidascope of colors never before seen, shapes never before taken form, and concepts long since destroyed at the hands of enigmatic deities. Their eyws glassed over and their bodies frozen in time. Athena realized it almost immediately. Her family was trapped within the deepest parts of the void and in a forbidden zone watched over by [Redacted] that not even the Greek Goddess Khaos or her constituents could even touch. But the icing was the sorry sight on the side. Athena saw the worn and exhausted visage that was her father- marred and maimed by his madness. Shouting a prayer of forgiveness, sorrow, and woe in the hopes of raising the dead. An obsession to resurrect her wife at the expense of his own children.

...

That was the end of Athenas dream. A nightmare, so it seemed- of which thr outcome remains uncertain to this day. The practicing physician was prepared to write it off as nothing more than a nightmare until she received her first visit from a Harbinger. The actors of the powers that be. Their most trusted chosen. And they had come to herald Athena's ascension- her acceptance into the games.

Why not. If there was even a small chance to save her brothers and sisters, it would be a disservice to not even try...

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