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‘What fresh Hades is this?’ He thought as he moved from the water, he was fighting was the last thing he remembers Hector was dead at his feet and he was pursuing Helen to bring her back and a blade of some type when through his ankle. He washed up on this shore his body looked no worse for wear. He remembers water all around him, he thought he saw something akin to a dog….with three heads?!? He remembered tales of Cerberus. But as he laid there on the beach his body aching but even now as he laid there he felt strength returning to his limbs it was something new.
It was in his arms, his chest, he legs, he felt new, he felt alive he felt truly invulnerable. His eyes opened and he stood there naked looking like a Grecian deity, his deep bronze skin didn’t say he wasn’t greek but his body was definitely something to be desired all of him. He walked over the rocks and the metal rail. He walked through the park stark naked, he found at least a blanket from a passerby. The man started to try to take the blanket back but Achilles turned to look at him, to which the dirty street man promptly turned around to gather the rest of his items and flee. The blanket didn’t smell that great, but it was all he had as he tied it around him and headed towards the large tower, that could only be a spire to Olympus. He was not done with his quest to be amongst the gods. It was official Achilles was reborn and his mission and purpose were the same to make his name known and to be a great ruler. It was after all his destiny, one that even Hades couldn’t keep him from it.
It was in his arms, his chest, he legs, he felt new, he felt alive he felt truly invulnerable. His eyes opened and he stood there naked looking like a Grecian deity, his deep bronze skin didn’t say he wasn’t greek but his body was definitely something to be desired all of him. He walked over the rocks and the metal rail. He walked through the park stark naked, he found at least a blanket from a passerby. The man started to try to take the blanket back but Achilles turned to look at him, to which the dirty street man promptly turned around to gather the rest of his items and flee. The blanket didn’t smell that great, but it was all he had as he tied it around him and headed towards the large tower, that could only be a spire to Olympus. He was not done with his quest to be amongst the gods. It was official Achilles was reborn and his mission and purpose were the same to make his name known and to be a great ruler. It was after all his destiny, one that even Hades couldn’t keep him from it.