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annoy you that this God with a capital G gets
the credit for creating mankind?”
    “It would annoy
me if he was real but he isn’t.” Prometheus mused over this idea
for a few moments “God isn’t even the fascinating element of
Christianity or even Christ who quite frankly sounds like a two-bit
demigod, Satan or rather Lucifer is. Have you ever read the Bible?
He’s not even really in there and yet in the last five hundred
years a belief in him has grown exponentially, whilst no single
deity actually considers him to exist. Lucifer just means ‘light
bringer’ in Latin, and there are plenty of candidates for that
role.” “The devil’s greatest trick is convincing the world that he
does not exist.” Liberty was sure she had heard that said somewhere
before from a mortal.
    “Or perhaps it
is convincing the world that God exists and we do not.”
    “I think we
have the beginnings of a conspiracy theory.”
    “This is mere
postulation. Even Osiris has no idea about this God and he was in
Egypt during the whole Old Testament.” Prometheus said, before
asking “How’s work?”
    “I hate it, a
bit. I just stick around because of the girls. I used to find it
amusing telling the mortals about The Ragnarok being the war that
ends the war, and now I’m starting to feel guilty about it.”
Liberty said, confessing the one thing that she would never say to
Glory.
    “Of course you
do, it’s make believe. The Ragnarok is a total fabrication. We both
know that if the world is going to end, it will be far more
complicated than that. These stories that all the family pantheons
propagate all conflict, if one of them goes the others will most
likely go too, and yet Asgard believes in The Ragnarok
wholeheartedly? You spent a goodly amount of time collecting
mortals to form a standing army; a standing army for what purpose
or rather for whose? You need to grow up. It may have been a ‘fun’
way of escaping any real responsibility for a time and no doubt
Glory is a charismatic, walking death wish, but Liberty the time
has come for you to accept more of a role in the universe.”
    “I enjoy the
order of being a Valkyrie. Wake up, fill your quota, do a bit of
combat training, have a drink with Freya and Odin. It’s quite
perverse in its predictability. It has been a good cover for quite
some time. Everyone just saw the job without giving me too much
scrutiny, ignoring of course that stupid statue in New York.”
Liberty said, feeling the need to defend her choices to her father
like a tipsy sixteen year old school girl after a house party that
she wasn’t supposed to go to.
    “Everyone apart
from Apollo, he’s far more intelligent than he looks and he also
has the sight like us, but to a lesser extent. He has your number.
Darling Liberty, you’re a being of pure chaos. Is there anything
more disordered than true freedom, anything that provokes radical
change more than the unshackled?”
    “No. No there
isn’t.”
    “Is there
anything that the Norse, or the Olympians or any other established
pantheon despise more than change?”
    “No.”
    “Yet here we
are on the very cusp of what they fear most. Be good, if not be
safe.” Prometheus said kissing Liberty on the forehead, and with
that he was gone.
    Liberty sat and
thought for a moment whilst looking at a crucified Christ on the
wall. As she was leaving, still holding the vase and the book, she
stopped and looked at the flower arrangements (sweet williams,
daisies, roses and lilies) and decides to rearrange them before
finally setting off for home.

Interlewd: Prometheus
Bound, Sealed and Delivered
    Prometheus was smarter than your average Titan. He knew exactly
where his bread was buttered. As the Titan of foresight he was a
dab hand at winning board games, respect and wars. He had defected
to Zeus’s side in The Titanomachy, the conflict that put Zeus in
power. Prometheus had been a grand ally to the Olympian cause and
had gotten on swimmingly with Zeus until