『 Through life there is pain, laughter, and love. While it is hard to say goodbye to these essentials, we find ourselves taking the next step into the abyss. 』
She has a tendency of doing such things without much thought behind them. Even to strangers. The woman was… casual with most anything.
She smiled, bright and gentle despite her title.
“It looks lovely with your hair color!”
This kind gestured had been confusing to Hercules at first.
Sure they weren’t acquainted, but this gesture was appreciated eventually, as they were very gorgeous flowers.
❝ …Thank you❗️❞
Hm. . . She may not be of the same pantheon, but the same position should count for something. Would he like some assistance? That way he can rest a bit.
“Ah… Forgive me. I’m not wearing my divinity so openly. My name is Mania from the Roman Pantheon. Goddess of death, at your service.”
Bowing her head, a hand was placed across the woman’s chest.
“You should disguise yourself if you don’t want the mortals to notice you.”