Artemis had been the one who set the stage for all their fun. Apollo had assumed the crown and ran each Demon from their ground. Humans had forced her to see the way he wanted things to be. Daphne pled at It’s Behest to all above that he should rest. She spoke it true and told it plain—she asked those fools to use their brain. They didn’t and they wouldn’t still—those angel fucks would foot the bill—make it into something false and set the cost which saw it lost.
She’d gone to friends and lovers three—that Daphne of divinity. Selene had shirked and turned away—she’d not believed that God would say such things about the way of Light—to her it seemed an awful fright. Artemis, who seemed quite wise, still had to die for their surprise—she was ratting Daphne out—Orion had to pour the grout.
He had long been in her way; a lover’s friend who made her day. Together in their secret love—they’d made a plan for It and blood.
Scyon - Close to The Real Orions name?
Cia - Or something for Daphne. IDK.
I knew an Apollo. They were some tattoo faced bitch who probably isn’t doing well today.