Pandora

Never have I thought about what it's like to die, though I have seen countless deaths tn all my years of life. All this time of being Ares, the ruthless god of war, couldn't help me stop what those Gigantes had in store. I heard their plot to overthrow my father and the gods. But when I tried to fight them, tilted were the odds. They chained me up and trapped me in a large ceramic jar, and none of the gods could hear me hidden away so far. All that time I heard them, what they wished to do, what they wanted from my sister and my mother too. Then they called out for them and Artemis appeared at their door. I heard their screams and groans of death, then silence came once more. I remained locked up in there for longer than a year, enduring suffocation, as down my face ran tears. Then finally, the sound of wings as I neared my final breath. The lid had moved and light poured in as Hermes saved me from my myth. Back at home was Artemis praised for preventing the brothers' plan, while I was mocked and laughed at for nearly dying at their hands.