dreadful need in the devotee
The war all but ends at Odysseus’ hands. A too-clever heartless bastard, an infant in his hands, and a choice—no, wait. We’re getting ahead of ourselves. Rather; The Trojan War begins, for Odysseus, not with a sworn oath he himself had devised, or Helen’s kidnapping, nor even with the calls to fulfill said oath. It begins with a too-clever heartless bastard, an infant, and a choice. It isn't even a choice. //or Odysseus fails to dodge the draft. He makes this everyone else’s problem. And well, since he’s already here, he may as well win the damn war, too. Surely it’ll all be fine.
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So. I wrote a thing.
Update: fuck it adding the second part when I'm done





















