Ancient Greek Mythology Research Paper

In Ancient Greece, on top of Mount Olympus, there lived the main gods and goddesses of Greece. While they were the most known throughout Greece, there were other gods and goddesses who didn’t have a throne in Olympus. Deep down in Tartarus, where the Titans are kept in misery and torment, lived the Greek goddess of the night, Nyx. She was not mentioned in most myths but was so powerful and beautiful that Zeus, King of Olympus, feared her so much that when Hypnos, the deity of sleep, at the bidding of Hera, put Zeus to sleep so she could disturb Hercules and when Zeus awoke, he was furious and would have killed Hypnos if he had not run to his mother, Nyx. Rather than face her motherly fury, Zeus let Hypnos live. She was born of the Chaos at

I have no realm, but I inherited my step-father’s, Erebus (Darkness), power over the darkness. I use it to my advantage to hide from others. My only friend is my falcon, whom I shall always lovingly refer to as Falcon and my black horse. I know, I love dark colors. Besides them, my symbols are my cloak of invisibility and my necklace which my mother gave me when she remembered that I existed, which is not very often. I have no enemies, except for the one inside of me. My alter ego, Miranda is a blood-thirsty, power-hungry monster inside of me who wants total control over me and hates me for the fact that I repress her. She waits for the day that she can rule and imprison me like I imprisoned her. If she were out, Zeus would fear her more than he fears my mom. And honestly, I can see why. There are some days that I saw her almost get control of me and it was frightening. But this is a story of how I triumphed over her, although no one remembers to thank me for it. And for that I am

My mother never tried to show her love, if she even loved me. Then, before my eyes, I saw them melt into the earth. “Wait! What does it mean? Who’s the one inside? What destiny?” It was pointless to yell because I knew they were gone, but I didn’t care. I had come to get rid of my frustration but I ended up with more frustration. When I arrived home, my mother met me at the door, not a typical thing to do. “Darling, The Moirai told me that you visited them today. They obviously wanted me to tell you that they have more important things to do. Why else would they bother visiting?” I looked up at her, remembering the last line of the song. At that moment, I was filled with anger. A few years after my birth, I came to the realization that she hasn’t loved me and she never would. It never irritated me, but now it did. I stormed off into my room and made sure she heard my door slam. Tears started to stream uncontrollably down my face. When I looked into the mirror to see what a wreck I had become, I saw that a stain starting from my heart had spread all over my clothes. I ran to the river and jumped in, not caring that it was still daylight. When I saw the stain, I was shocked to realize it was floating upstream, against the current. Scrambling ashore, I followed it to a flat hilltop, where an ancient shrine was. On the top, there was a figure of a girl. Everything but her head was shaded in black. As if it had a mind of its own, my hand reached