Zeus, Hades, Poseidon, and many others—every human has the blood of gods running through their veins, it decides their fate. But Rhys, ever since he was born, showed absolutely no abilities. But at the age of 18, when his world had given up on him, the blood that remained dormant in his veins finally awakened… …The Blood of Eros, the God of Love, Desire…and Coitus.
"...Eros is the only god who did not lay his seed a thousand years ago."
Joseph took in a very long and deep breath as he uttered those words — he stared at nothing in particular, almost as if the memory was still quite fresh in his mind, and since he had lived for an eon, it probably truly was one of his recent memories.
"Wait, if that's true…" Rhys blinked a couple of times as he looked at his hands, "...Then how come I'm here?"
"How come, indeed?" Joseph smiled as he sat back on his desk while looking at Rhys from head to toe, "Eros was my only ally—no. That is not right either…