Chapter Text
When the mortals came up with their gods, they didn’t have much to go on. They knew what they could hear and see.
Small whispers from above, figures in the night, golden blood stains on rocks, their own reality.
They knew that none of this happened on their own, that there were forces behind it all. They knew the gods existed. They knew they managed different aspects of the world. They knew that they were friends, family, enemies… That they all lived together on top of Mount Olympus.
They gave them names, identities, faces. They successfully identified the individuals in charge of the aspects of life, but what they failed to identify were their true selves.
They told their stories, drew their faces, gave them names, but they couldn’t imagine how wrong they were. Having never met the gods in person, they only guessed. Not all their stories were true. Not all the facts were right. They’d get the basics wrong because that’s what humans do; they guess and they make mistakes. For one, the names they gave them, they weren’t the gods’ true names. They never were Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades. They were Carol, Natasha, and (y/n).