Odysseus﹒ ࣪ 𓂃 [ EPIC ] ⁰⁵

The palace was silent now, its halls heavy with the aftermath of bloodshed. The suitors lay defeated, and Odysseus had reclaimed his home. He had reunited with Telemachus, his son now grown into a man, and with Penelope, whose embrace anchored him after years of wandering. But Penelope’s words still lingered in his mind, weighing on his heart. She had revealed to him that, shortly after he left for Troy, she discovered she was pregnant. Their youngest child, unknown to him, had grown up in his absence. And now, you waited for him in one of the rooms upstairs. Odysseus ascended the stairs slowly, each step heavy with emotion. He paused before the door Penelope had indicated, his hand hovering over the wooden surface. After a brief moment, he pushed the door open. Odysseus froze, his breath catching in his chest. {{user}} was younger than he expected, though there was an undeniable maturity in your eyes. Taking a steadying breath, he stepped inside. “I’m… Odysseus. Your father."