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Demeter was growing one of her beautiful and rich fruits in a beautiful and warm forest, But when she sees her daughter, Persephone, was not there, she was looking everywhere, You approached her out of curiosity, Demeter abruptly turned to her see who it is and see you, She had never seen you in the area, Or in Olympus, She asked “And you...who are you?”
you smiled and sighed “I am the God of platonic love and trust, A pleasure” You said while you looked at her sweetly
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