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Name Dominiki Xanthopoulos/Byun Aera
Nickname Nicki, Aerahead (lmao get it?)
Day Of Birth September 14th
Age 19 (Physically), 3,276 (Biologically)
Nationality Greek/Korean
Ethnicity Greek/Reborn as Korean-African American

 

Hometown Athens
R/S Single
Sexuality Heterosexual
Location Camp
Gender Female
OOC Plans Contest Entry/Survivor of the Labyrinth Member

 

Personality

Byun Aera is a curious soul, much too curious for her own good sometimes. While she has many inquiries, she keeps most of them to herself and is reluctant to ask questions a great deal of the time. She has a fierce spirit, and while not always confident in herself, she doesn't stop to make others confident in themselves. She has a regal grace about her that simply cannot be rivaled, and while she isn't lady material, when the going gets tough, she's ready to get dirty. She's perserverant and determined, and once she's set on a goal, she see'll see through it to the end.

Aera, while her presence garners respect, it seems as if she's inherited her mother's infamous temper. She gets snarky real easily when irritated and sometimes needs to cool down to keep herself levelheaded. Her objectives can be clouded by other desires although her intentions will always remain true. She's highly doubtful of herself and tends to second guess or overthink situations and can isolate herself unintentionally. Despite her flaws, she's still a very charismatic and charming person to be around, who can get along with most and tolerate the few whose presence she doesn't exactly enjoy.

She's cunning and thinks quick on her feet. She's witty and is rarely caught off guard in a fight, placing her focus on her objectives and letting her actions come naturally. She can adapt to situations quickly, even if she feels extremely lost. She sometimes holds herself to ridiculous standards in order to achieve perfection. These standards often require her to be quite creative with her solutions, making her quite the resourceful person.

History

There was a handsome man named Phaidon, a sight of thirst for every eligible bachelorette in Greece. There was one issue with this seemingly perfect man though, he hated commitment. Notorious for his tendencies to go through women like flipping through pages of a book, he was definitely a bachelor practically impossible to catch. Aphrodite watched him warily, determined to punish him for all the broken hearts marking his tracks. One night, an Erotiad named Xanthos approached Phaidon's door, knocking feverishly and looking around fearfully. Phaidon, unaware of Xanthos' status, was allured by the other man's beauty and found himself awestruck. Xanthos requested to stow away in Phaidon's home, as he was escaping a troop of soldiers who were hunting for him. Without a second thought, Phaidon ushered him in, not even contemplating to ask why Xanthos' was being hunted down.

Xanthos thanked Phaidon in the most tantalizing way that left Phaidon wanting more when the Erotiad left early that morning. Unbeknownst, he'd been struck by the arrow of love and now for all he could think about was the mysterious man who definitely knew his way around Phaidon's ass. Seeing the opportunity, Aphrodite struck. She brought a beautiful maiden named Althea to Phaidon's door and convinced Phaidon to marry her, saying if he did, he'd see Xanthos again. While Aphrodite wasn't lying, the way Phaidon and Xanthos were to meet again was definitely not going to be in good merit. Likewise, Phaidon continued his affairs, even while married. Althea was kept in good health in his home, but her heart ached for affection, something she would never receive from Phaidon fully, because well... he hated commitment, and it was obvious his eye was glued to Xanthos. Althea remained obedient and loyal to her husband, even when he refused to be loyal to her. Every night, Althea begged in prayer and sacrifices to Hera, the goddess of marriage, to help her. She wanted to know why Phaidon refused to accept her, as she had wished for the day of their marriage to come true but Phaidon still didn't seem to see her as his wife.

Hera had been observing the situation from afar for awhile now but hadn't made much of a move to help. To be fair, she wasn't in much of a helpful mood because another one of Zeus' affairs had sprung up again, and she was cooling down, but this just fired her up more. Because she could not challenge the king of the Gods, she decided she'd take her anger out here, and make Phaidon feel all the pain he had caused but multiplied by the millions. Hera approached the house disguised as a fair maiden who like she predicted, Phaidon drooled over instantly. She told Phaidon she had brought a message with her. The goddess Hera would give him two years to change his ways and devote himself to his wife or he would face her wrath. Phaidon wasn't fazed in slightest, wondering if maybe this one of his previous hookups trying to scare him. He shooed her away and Hera left with a wicked smile. Hell would soon come down on Phaidon.

Two years passed somewhat quickly, and Phaidon had long forgotten about Hera's threat. Althea still prayed, wondering if Hera would ever hear her requests. In the meanwhile, Hera had been conspiring with Aphrodite, who had been planning to punish Phaidon as well. Aphrodite called forth Xanthos and instructed him of his task while Hera approached her husband for permission for her part of the plan. Zeus, albeit skeptical, eventually agreed at the name of a competition. Hera wasn't a giant fan of contests but there was something that made her knew she'd win. With everything set, Hera and Aphrodite lept into action.

Althea was approached by Hera in the midst of the night while Phaidon was away with a harem of younger women. Hera informed her that she would give birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl who would bring glory to Hera's name (as required by Zeus and Hera's contest). In return for bearing her children, Althea would be rewarded with a faithful husband, a fortune of millions, and a peacock—Hera's sacred animal—to take care of. Althea was hesitant to accept the offer, as Hera approached her as a stranger and Althea wished not to be tricked into being unfaithful. Hera, impressed by Althea's dedication, revealed that she was indeed, Hera in disguise.

An arrangement was made that night. Hera blessed Althea's womb, creating two children who were to develop inside her for the coming months. At first, Phaidon didn't notice anything. It wasn't for a month or two that he realized Althea was pregnant. From who? Who knows, he just knew it wasn't him. Astonished, Phaidon approached Althea, asking how she had gotten pregnant. As instructed by Hera, Althea lied to Phaidon, telling him a man named Xanthos had seduced her into intercourse. Outraged that Xanthos had seen Althea and not him, he locked her away in the cellar of his home, never to see the light again. Days later, Xanthos came back into town, have been told to find a woman named Althea. While walking around, he found Phaidon's house again, and reminiscing about that night, he knocked. Phaidon found him at his front door and immediately burst into tears, falling to the floor.

Surprised and unwilling to cause a scene, Xanthos carried Phaidon back into his home and comforted him until he calmed down. Once Phaidon was calm enough, he asked Xanthos why he had impregnated his wife. Confused, Xanthos quickly told him he had done nothing of the sort, never knowing he even had a wife in the first place. Figuring that Althea had lied, Phaidon dismissed the accusation and left for the cellar of his house. Unbeknownst to him, Xanthos was following him. He angrily accused Althea of lying to him, and threatened to throw her out, kill her even. Xanthos, filled with Aphrodite's rage, vowed to break Althea out and escape with her.

That night, Xanthos said we would stay with Phaidon. Overjoyed and unsuspecting, Phaidon happily complied as Xanthos got him drunk on wine and sent him to sleep. While Phaidon was fast asleep, Xanthos made his way to the cellar and freed Althea before escaping with her off into the night. The following morning, Phaidon woke up groggy, angry, and heartbroken when he had discovered Xanthos had left him and taken Althea with him. Overcome with sorrow, Phaidon committed suicide later that day, and that was how Aphrodite had her revenge.

Xanthos took Althea to the home of a wealthy man, who he knew was disguised as Hermes. He was hoping Hermes would be able to help Althea as he had other errands to run. Althea remained unaware of the man's true identity but accepted his hospitality. Hermes coaxed her into revealing the wickedness of her husband and promised to stay with her throughout her pregnancy. For the next seven months or so, Althea remained in the home of a disguised Hermes. He went out during the day quite often, so she rarely saw him until the evening. They grew close and Hermes became her best companion. In 1260 BC, Alethea gave birth to twins which she named Dominki and Aurelios. The twins were a girl and a boy and shared many of Althea's facial traits. Over the months, Hermes had fallen in love with Althea. Deciding to be with her in spirit, he impregnated her once more, several months after the twins had been born. She gave birth a year later, naming the newborn Theofanis. Hermes disappeared completely after that, although he left the house behind for her.

Now that the twins of Hera had been born, it was time for Hera and Zeus' contest to start. In exchange for the approval of blessing Althea with her children, she and Zeus were to contest their demigod children, to see who would leave the strongest legacy. Determined not to lose, and to prove that anything she made would be twice as better as Zeus', she kept a close watch on her children after they were born. During the winter, Althea was out gathering wood for the fire as they were beginning to dwindle out of fuel and she refused to let the children free. Here she met a man, which she did not recognize, however, it was the Erotiad Xanthos, back to check on her. Seeing her out in the cold, he gave her his cloak so she would not freeze and carried some firewood back for her. She thanked him, offering a stay her home for the night. Gladly, he accepted.

The night stay turned into several months. Over this time, the two grew closer and closer. Althea fell in love. Aphrodite, at Xanthos request, granted Xanthos mortality, allow him to marry Althea. Delighted by their relationship, Aphrodite funded a glorious wedding for them, even attending the ceremony in disguise. It was one of the biggest events in Greece, drawing attention from all over. Many came to watch the marriage of the happy couple, even if they weren't particularly aware of their identities. The bride beautiful, the groom handsome, and the ceremony amazing. As a wedding gift, they received an abundance of gold, thirty acres of land and a large house equipped with servants from an anonymous donor, which was secretly Hera looking out for the twins Althea as well as gifting Althea with her promised rewards. Among the package, came a peacock, and would become Dominiki's companion throughout her childhood and beyond.

The new family lived in comfort. Dominiki, Aurelios, and Theofanis grew up healthy, well-off, educated, and loved. Althea and Xanthos had several more children together, each one of them boys. She named them Calistrato, Daimen, Iodonis, and Kallinikos. Although they were all children of Althea, there was something about Dominiki and Aurelios that showed they were truly the daughter and son of the Queen of the Gods. They had a regal grace surrounding them, and their presence commanded respect. They radiated power, but also humility and a nurturing spirit. They were defiant, to say the least, and did not fall easily to the likes of bullies and aggressors. Up in Olympus, Hera kept a watchful eye on her twins, watching them pridefully. It seemed as if she was in a better mood these days, and Zeus' flings no longer seemed to bother her as much. Zeus' own children, who had been conceived at the same time as Hera's, was doing well, but the first test was to come soon.

Dominiki was allowed to attend school alongside her brothers and reveled in the vast knowledge available to learn. She enjoyed reading all the scripts and learning of all the Greek gods. While she had not been informed she was the daughter of Hera, she marveled at the thought of being a demigod. She'd only heard of male demigods but wanted to be a female demigod who got into the history books. Unfortunately for her, she received her wish. Ten years old, Dominiki was walking in the marketplace near the school with Aurelios one day when they were attacked by a chimera. The two wanted a plan to meet by the school after splitting up to lose the chimera in the crowd. While Aurelios returned first, Dominiki did not show up until hours later. She had led the chimera into a trap, burying it in rumble by tricking it into going into a cave. Aurelios had gotten worried but was surprised to see her return with a grin. The two went home together, pretending the incident never happened. That was before they found the swords in their yard. They were strangely light and easy to hold, so they told Althea who wasn't surprised or concerned. She knew these were for them, Hera would not have her children harmed.

As the twins grew and developed, they became strapping young adults. Their popularity had spread past the Athens, and they had become well sought after as one of the most wanted bachelors/bachelorettes. Despite that, they still fought monsters, almost on a weekly basis. They progressed in sword fighting, even dueling each other. Everything remained normal until the Panathenian Games. Xanthos went to compete, but strangely never came back. Struck with grief and paranoia, Althea set out to find him, putting Dominki and Aurelios in charge. The children never saw their parents again. For months they were tense as Dominiki assumed the head of the family, taking on both the motherly and fatherly role. Aurelios supported her as much as he could and the slightly younger Theofanis helped as well, watching over the rest while Dominiki was out collecting resources and money.

It was 1241 BC when the Cretians returned for a second sacrifice. To keep the others off the roster, Dominki offered herself up for sacrifice. She was taken to the ports and loaded onto a ship where she befriended another woman named Daria. She had stealthily sneaked her peacock on with her, as a voice in a soothing dream told her to do so. Once there, she befriended a discord nymph named Seraphim. Intrigued by her, the discord nymph pledged to help her escape from the labyrinth in exchange for her companionship till death. Dominki was skeptical, years of living on her own with only her siblings and her instincts flooding her senses with paranoia, but she accepted. The parade was so unnecessarily extravagant it felt mocking.Finally, they were thrown into the labyrinth, and it was everyone for their own. The discord nymph kept true to their word and gave Dominki a dagger as well as sneak in her peacock for her.

Dominiki remained in the labyrinth for several months where she faced off monsters with her dagger and her peacock at her side. The peacock had been gifted with a great sense of direction and was steadily leading her through the maze. Finally, she escaped, managing to avoid the minotaur just barely, her clothing practically scraps sewn loosely together, her limbs littered with cuts and scrapes, and her whole body covered with a layer of dirt. Dominiki fainted after trekking several miles. She awoke in a cot covered by a wool blanket. She was sore, wrapped in bandages but warm and she felt clean. Beside her, a bowl filled with soup rested on a table next to her dagger. Her peacock rested on top of her. She found Seraphim talking to a stranger.

This began the life of Dominiki for several years. The stranger was a son of Hermes named Nikos. Seraphim and Nikos became Dominiki's only companions alongside her peacock. Her brothers hadn't had a word of her since the labyrinth. She traveled back to Athens and sought out her brothers. Aurelios had managed to keep them all safe and they were overjoyed to see her. Dominiki then went out to explore the world with Nikos and Seraphim, trusting Aurelios could protect her brothers and left the peacock with him. On these trips throughout Greece and Europe, she would slay monsters and connect nations, bringing glory to her name. There came a point where all of Europe knew of Dominiki Xanthopoulos. Throughout the years she fell in love with Nikos, who appeared to return her feelings. Envious of Nikos, Seraphim attempted to sabotage their relationship. It succeeded at the cost of ruining his friendship with Dominiki.

Distraught and heartbroken, Dominiki joined the Hunters of Artemis. She kept the dagger from Seraphim with her however and made frequent visits to Aurelios, Theofanis, and the others. Nikos became a renounced demigod hero, even granted immortality by Zeus for his deeds. Aurelios and the rest of Dominiki's brothers lived till old age until they died in 1187 BC. Dominki was, of course, depressed but understood they, unlike her, could not live forever. Dominiki remained with the huntresses for several centuries. During World War One, which she insisted she'd fight in, she found herself reunited with Nikos and Seraphim again. Seraphim, seeing Nikos and Dominiki reunite, ignited an old jealousy inside him that gave birth to irrational action. seraphim led Dominki out to the woods, taking on the form of Nikos and stabbing Dominiki in the stomach and watching her bleed out to death as he explained his feelings for her and his jealousy of Nikos.

Dominiki died as the sun set, and Hera watched in desolation as her child died. Meanwhile, Zeus darkly congratulated Hera on winning the contest, angered that Dominki had outlived his demigod spawn and left a stronger legacy. Dominiki found herself in the Elysium but for some reason, she felt empty. She never discovered who she truly was. Despite how much she'd accomplished and how long she'd lived, she still felt lost. So she applied for resurrection. Naturally, seeing her daughter plead for a new life filled Hera with a desire to fulfill Dominiki's wishes. Hera approached Hades in secret and specified how she wanted Dominiki revived.

In the meantime, there was a man named Victor Alpathos, a fighter plane pilot from the United States. Victor Alpathos was an African-American nineteen-year-old several years prior to World War Two. He spent his years in military school to join the Air Force. He was officially enlisted in the U.S. Air Force in 1939, two years before the U.S. entered World War II. When the war had finally sucked the U.S. in, Victor was one of the first to bomb Japan despite the black prejudice in the system. However, on one of his missions, he crashed in the Korean peninsula while attempting to cross to China. He landed in a village near Seoul where thankfully the villagers hid him. Fascinated by their culture, Victor decided later to stay in Korea after the war and Korea were liberated from the Japanese. The citizens seemed fascinated with Victor, especially his skin color and physical stature. While the war was going on and Victor was still in hiding, he was approached by the goddess Hera, disguised as a Korean woman named Han Yunmi. She had kept her eye on him for a while, wondering if he could be a potential candidate for Dominiki's reincarnation's parent.

While speaking with Victor one night, he expressed his wish for a family as he had never grown up with a biological one. His testimony picked at her heart and she decided to grant him his wish. Once again she approached Zeus, requesting secrecy on the reincarnation of Dominiki as her daughter. Even after several nights of pleading, Zeus denied. Angry Zeus refused to comply, she decided to take things into her own hands. Hera approached another woman in the village hiding Victor named Byun Chaeyun and promised her she would have the charming and handsome Victor as her husband. She chose Chaeyun because she'd found her awfully smitten with the American. Chaeyun asked how she knew, and Hera told her it was intuition. At the time, belief in supernatural beings was still relatively high in this village, so Hera also passed it off as a blessing from the gods.

Hera took a thread of life from the Fates, intertwined it with a thread of Victor's hair, and wrapped the wire around Chayun's stomach with it while she was sleeping, placing life in her womb. She asked Aphrodite to watch over the two, and have them fall in love when the time was right. Several months later, sparks flew. The pair found themselves happily married after the war ended and Japan retreated from the Korean peninsula. Chayun gave birth to a healthy baby girl with chocolate skin and curly brown hair and Victor let her name the baby girl Aera. 1946, leading up 10 the May of 1950 was a peaceful time for the Byun family (Victor having taken up the name too). While the couple and their daughter lived peacefully surrounded by loving neighbors, there were the more skeptical, rude ones too. Many criticized their marriage and called Aera a devil child, saying a child could not possibly be conceived between the two. Too young to understand the situation, Aera's parents were left to defend the toddler's honor.

Too soon did the Korean war arrive. A three-year-old and her parents would be attempting to seek refuge in Seoul, but not everyone would make it. As the North Korean forces pushed into Seoul, the Byun family was swallowed by war and Aera was separated from her parents in the chaos. Fortunately, a softhearted soldier encountered the crying child, albeit a strange one, and took her back with him to the heart of North Korea. Aera grew up with new parents, the ones prior she could not remember. The solider that had brought her home with him had been deployed again, so she was left alone with the soldier's wife and their son, Wonil. Wonil and his mother did not particularly like Aera, thinking she was devil spawn for her dark skin, a skin tone they'd never seen before. For three years, Aera grew up malnourished and abused while the father was away fighting. The wife fed her son more than Aera, pressuring the little girl into feeding the older half of her share of food, leaving her barely enough to survive each day.

On top of that, she was forced to work laborious tasks at such a young age, and with no one to vouch for her, she could not complain. Wonil teased her and called her names, but Aera ignored him, knowing giving him a response would only mean trouble for her. Before the war ended, the wife gave Aera up to government officials passing by, as she thought the devil child was bringing her bad luck. A frightened six-year-old Aera was handed over to the government and was at their mercy. For the most part, nothing considerably bad happened for the first few months. She celebrated her birthday by herself in a cold room with uncomfortable furniture and confusion. In these times, Hera sent her aid by staying with the girl while slept by visiting her through dreams. For the first two months, Aera spent most of her time sleeping. There was no severe treatment for a couple of years until Aera turned thirteen.

Everything was fine until Aera awoke one day with a giant scorpion in her cold, lonely room. She had nothing to defend herself with and frantically backed into her bed as the scorpion swung its tail, narrowly missing her torso. She yelped and ducked again as the scorpion swung its tail a second time and crossed the room towards her. Out of desperation, she willed a weapon to her hands and to her surprise, she was given a dagger. Unbeknownst to her at the time, the dagger was the same one she had been stabbed with so many years ago. Adrenaline filled her veins with fear and she was able to strike the scorpion, cutting its tale off. The scorpion angrily screeched and charged toward her, and in a moment of uncertainty, she leaped out of the way and slid under the scorpion, plunging the dagger into its stomach. The scorpion disappeared into dust, leaving her alone, shaking with fear.

The dagger disappeared and she retreated to her bed for the rest of the day. Soon later, that's when the experiments began. At first, the government had no idea what they were to do with Aera when they first got her. They didn't want to put her in an orphanage with other children—they thought she might infect the other children, thinking had a sickness or something similar that made her skin so dark. In curiosity, several doctors suggested experimentation to see if this disease was contagious and if they could fight it. As a result, Aera now spent most of her time under examination, prodded by tools, her memory hazy from blackouts and headaches and pain. These days, Hera became grumpier and was set off more often. Six years passed, accompanied by the freak accidents of monster attacks. Some began to believe Aera was an actual demon. Angry and determined to take Aera out of her misery, Hera visited Aera in a dream and instructed her on how to escape. Aera took the opportunity early in the morning when no one was around to perform tests.

With no other direction to go, Aera's only option was to go north, towards China. She managed to cross over just barely avoiding capture. She wandered along the coast of China for several months until she found herself caught in Vietnamese conflict. Aera was never aware of the geography and didn't know much about the outside world, nor did she know about its conflicts. Unaware of her previous life, there was no comfort in her confusion. She made do for several months, knowing she was stuck in between some fight, but she didn't know the sides or the main conflict or even where she was. She survived in the jungle, hid at the violent rustles of leaves and twigs breaking—indicating neighbor soldiers. She was wary of traps and bombs and reverted to old human instincts to survive. Hera watched carefully, wishing she could be of more help, alas ancient laws prevent her intervention. It was just her luck that an old friend happened to be enlisted in the American military.

Nikos, after years of venturing across the world, performing deeds of greatness, decided to take the fight elsewhere but enlisting in different militaries. He was currently in the American army to fight in the Vietnamese war that had started ten years prior. He had joined recently after borrowing (read: stealing) a couple of apples from the Garden of the Hesperides. He had heard there were several interesting (to the least) demigods in this region and intended to give them a little gift. Instead, he came across a frightened and horribly injured nineteen-year-old girl in the jungle, who fell out of a tree right in front of him. He didn't know what it was about the stranger, but she reminded him too much of a lost love, one he hadn't seen in decades. Looking upon him, Aera began to scramble away, but could barely move because of her injured legs which were covered in gashes—which Nikos determined were most likely from shrapnel. She must've been involved in a bombing, or maybe had become an accidental victim of one. Not knowing whether or not she was mortal, Nikos made the hesitant, probably foolish decision, of handing her an apple and instructing her to eat it.

Aera took the apple, staring at it cautiously, glancing back at Nikos every few seconds. He watched intently before she finally took a bite. Her eyes widened at the heavenly sweet taste, and an unexplainable rush of energy flowed from the tops of her head to the tips of her toes. She began eating it slowly, but by the time she finished, it looked like she had been starved from how greedily she ate it. She thanked him profusely, but he waved her off and asked her to stand. Too grateful for the food, she obliged and was shocked to find how energized and strong she felt. Peering at her legs, she watched the gashes disappear as if they had never been there before. She looked back at Nikos and hurriedly asked what he had done; in response, he only gave a hearty chuckle and told her that she reminded him of someone. He was about to leave when he decided it would be a good idea to escort Aera out of the war-torn area, especially when she seemed particularly lost. He hurried her back to his camp and explained to the Lieutenant that he'd found a civilian caught in between the conflict. The following morning they arranged for her to be taken to an airbase elsewhere to be flown to America. It all came as a blur to Aera, still oblivious and confused but she went along with it cautiously.

Aera arrived in San Fransico, California on the fifth of September, 1965. It was days away from her birthday, but what she didn't know was that she would no longer age. She only knew her birthday from dreams of a kind and motherly figure whose name she could never remember. Aera was now stranded in a whole new world, and what was worse was that this new world was incredibly modern compared to what she'd been living in before. She struggled to adapt and didn't know how anything in America worked. Luckily she befriended a daughter of Demeter named Rosie who was glad to show her the ropes, albeit sometimes frustrated with her lack of knowledge of anything. Rosie encouraged Aera to go to college and so she did. She attended a university in Washington where she majored in law. She spent much of her free time studying math, English, and history because she barely knew much more than basic algebra and had spoken Vietnamese and Korean all her life. She graduated in 1969, with a bachelor's degree in Criminal Justice as well as a degree in the Korean Language. Despite doing as Rosie advised, she still felt lost but not in the traditional sense—more like a part of her was still missing. That's when Aera was introduced to Greek Mythology.

Reading about Greek Mythology filled Aera with a brand new type of energy, and suddenly it felt as if she knew the world of Greek mythology better than the one she currently lived in. She found herself immersed in a world so much more familiar than her own and for a second she wished it was real—until she realized she was living in it all along. Rosie had come down to visit from New York for a week when Aera realized it. Rosie's strange actions and disappearances indicated a bigger plot going on. One time Aera followed her around for a day, her suspicion having hiked to its peak. She watched Rosie fight several monsters, much like the ones that used to attack her before she left Vietnam. It hadn't clicked yet that the attacks had stopped after eating that weird apple but suddenly everything made sense now. She remembered skimming through a book about the Garden of the Hesperides, which held Hera's golden apples. The apple tasted strange like it had more power than it seemed. The monster attacks—monsters only attacked demigods unless provoked by other things, in this case, mortals. An immortal being wouldn't face the risk of a monster attack which only meant one thing—the apple the stranger gave her all those years ago was a Golden Apple from the Garden of the Hesperides.

She confronted Rosie about her suspicions, desperate for confirmation about all the holes in her life. After hearing Aera put all the pieces together, all Rosie could do was agree. Dumbfounded, the next few months came with the wonder of knowing the world she wished could be in was the one she'd been in after all. Rosie returned soon enough and told her about a camp up north named Camp Half-Blood but Aera decline the offer to go there, telling her she had so much to explore. Before Aera went wild, Rosie explained how the Greek world overlapped on America, meaning several areas in America also led to specific locations like the Underworld and Olympus. Interested in Olympus, she bothered Rosie about it till she got an answer, but Rosie strongly advised to avoid Olympus. Aera didn't have a habit of listening to Rosie anyway and did as she pleased. Aera returned to New York with Rosie and made a detour to the Empire State Building. On her way to Olympus did everything hit her at once, her nerves wrapped in jumbles. The beautiful sight of Mountain Olympus greeted her and the nerves melted away. It didn't take a long time for someone to notice Aera's entry, considering Hera had been watching her until she arrived at the building. She was greeted by her mother, who engulfed her in a gentle hug and welcomed her to Olympus.

To Aera, it felt like a couple of days, maybe a couple of weeks at most that she stayed in Olympus. As an immortal being, Zeus had limited right to deny her access to Olympus, although he seemed like he wanted to. However, those three week stays had become three decades and before Aera knew it, she had been thrown into the era of the 1990s. The gods were all interesting to talk to, some she kept wary of, others she adored. Among her favorites remained Hera, Aphrodite, and Athena. Apollo had a habit of flirting a bit too much but she would be lying if she said she hadn't enjoyed the attention more than once. Aera decided after a while that she should return to the mortal world, but before she left, Hera gifted her with a crown of peacock feathers and told her to seek the Doors of Orpheus if she wanted to truly know more about herself. Curious about the instructions, Aera obliged. The time difference was obvious when she returned from Olympus. Everything was much different than she remembered it. For one, the discrimination towards her had lowered dramatically, and she had never felt so comforted before to be able to ride a bus and receive no strange looks. Secondly, she was forced to relearn everything she knew about the mortal world, with all the new modern technology.

A network of networks called the "Internet" had been invented, and technology was better than ever. 1999 was a strange year for Aera where she would find herself fascinated with computers but yet she continued to focus on finding the Doors of Orpheus. She found them three years later in 2002 but became distraught when she realized they required music for entry. Fortunately, a saytr with a pair of reed pipes came to her aid and before heading down into the Underworld, she thanked them. The Underworld was an interesting place—possibly more dramatic than she thought it would be. It was dreary, dark, kind of depressing (read: extremely depressing), and dampened her mood incredibly. At first, she didn't understand what she was to find in the Otherworld but then she encountered the soul of her twin brother, Aurelios. Despite her new form, Aurelios seemed to recognize her. He enthusiastically embraced her and sat her down by a tree in the Underworld, interested in everything that had happened since Dominiki died. Confused, she asked for an explanation and despite Aera's clear confusion, Aurelios was persistent in getting an answer, so he recapped everything he knows about their lives up until his death.

It seems as if a flame that had once died had been rekindled in her head. The crown of peacock feathers felt familiar in a sense she didn't quite understand yet. She asked about the peacock she gave them, and Aurelios said it set off to find her. Aera left Aurelios several months later and returned to the mortal world. The thing she was looking for, however, wasn't as hard to find. It was now 2007, and the rise of the Titans had been brought to Aera's attention. She mostly kept out of the conflict but played key roles on the sidelines to ensure victory for Olympus. It was after the second war that she found her precious peacock, centuries old and dwelling in the forest. It had seemed to have recently given birth. How it survived so long was beyond her, but it was an obvious gift from the gods to her mortal mother so she figured it was immortal too. Aera gave away the baby peacocks to demigods she met as she made her way North towards New York. The reunion with her beloved childhood friend had brought back her life before to her mind, and now Dominiki and Aera were united as one being with a continued history. She had been planning on joining Camp Half-Blood, but the Giant War in 2014 disrupted her plans. Deciding to avoid the war completely, she returned to San Fransico in California.

In San Fransico, she took interest in the Arts, becoming an avid admirer of film and acting. She became an actor herself, landing several minor gigs in large movies before staring as a main side character, blowing up her acting career. In 2017 she revealed she planned to take a hiatus and decided to take a giant road trip leading up to New York—to experience all America had to offer before settling in Camp Half-Blood. She took her time, using the remaining months to visit all the state capitals. Her road trip leaked into 2018 and her final stop ended up being Albany, New York before she continued on her way to Montauk. As she approached the arch, she wondered what new things she would find here before her in this new environment. The first step into Camp was magical, although it barely looked significant to an outsider. She wasn't claimed by Hera until she passed the Big House, and even then she wasn't aware of Hera's symbol hovering over her head until someone alerted her of it. The peacock crown's feathers seemed to have retrieved their bright colors, and for once, Aera finally felt at home.

Appearance

Model
Anastasia Leung Lo Hing
Eye Color
Brown
Hair Color
Dark Brown
Height
5'7
Body Style
Slender, Athletic
M/E State
Stable
M/E Disorders
None
Physical Disorders
None
Distinctive Marks
Some faint scars on her stomach

Family

Mother
Hera (God Parent), Althea, Chayun (Mortal Parents)
Father
Xanthos, Victor Alpathos (Mortal Parent)
Brother(s)
Aurelios (twin), Theofanis, Calistrato, Daimen, Iodonis, Kallinikos (younger brothers)
Sister(s)
None
Other(s)
First Kiss
Nikos
First Love
Nikos
First Ex
N/A
Most Recent Ex
N/A
Relationship Status
Single
Dating Anyone?
No one

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