Marrying The God Of Craftsmanship!
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I suddenly died while reading greek mythology. I know! I know! It's so cliche! I am very aware of that fact! But you're correct, I got reincarnated inside of Greek mythology.
I became a forest nymph with very ordinary powers and an ordinary nymph-like face. I spend my days playing with the other nymphs or enjoying my time flattering Artemis and listening to Hera's issue with his Horny husband, Zeus.
Not until the abduction happened and I met Hephaestus, the God of Craftsmanship.
And one day, he suddenly knocked on my door with a very beautiful ring in his hand. He has a shy look on his face which made me a little flustered.
He wants me to be his wife?
But how about Aphrodite?
Never mind, I accepted his ring by the way.
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