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Know Your Goddess

Height: 6’5″

Weight: 185 lbs.

Hair Color: Silver hair, usually worn in a half-ponytail with braids. Occasionally styles it in elegant updos, and when she doesn’t care, it hangs in long, thick waves to her calves.

Facial Hair: None

Eyes: Dark navy blue, no pupils, literally starry eyed; when mortals become fixated, she reassures them that they’re just contacts (they’re not).

Distinguishing Features: Unblemished skin; one tattoo – where the base of her neck meets her spine, a crescent moon in silver ink; gives off a soft glow in the dark; in her true Primordial form, she also has large black and gold-tipped wings


Parents:  Chaos

Siblings:  Erebus, Gaia, and Tartarus

Spouse: (Current) None Former: Erebus

Children: With Erebus: Aether and Hemera (light and day)

Solo Children: The Oneiroi (gods of dreams, 1000 sons), The Keres (goddesses of violent deaths, 1000 daughters), The Moirai (The Fates, 3 daughters), The Hesperides (Evening/Sunset, 3 daughters), Hypnos, Thanatos, Geras, Momus, Moros, Eris, Nemesis, Apate, Oizys, Philotes, Ouranos, Astra Planeta, Eleos, Sophrosyne, Epiphron, Hybris, Anaidea (Ruthlessness), Epiales (nightmares), Achlys (death mist), the Arai (curses), Alastor (blood feud), Aporia (want), the Maniai (madnesses), Eurynomos (flesh eating daemon), and the Nosoi (plague).

Pets: Black pit bull named Adrastos


Owner/Operator of Nox Nightclub, an exclusive pop-up club, mainly in Europe. A small sister location located down the street from the Olympus Administration Building.

Owner/Operator of Whole Latte Love Coffee Shop & Daycare, a 24-hour business that caters to all lifestyles and the children that come with it. 

Owner of Eventide, located in the Isle of Skye


 Apartments in Tartarus; the 29th floor inside the Olympus Administration Building; a flat in the heart of London, England;

Eventide – 1,500 acres and a temple in the Isle of Skye.

Personal Information

General Overview: Nyx could be considered a cross between a soccer mom and Daenerys Targaryen. She will reward those that align themselves with her, and even Zeus cannot help you should you cross her or her children. She does not anger quickly, and is usually cordial and level-headed in most discussions or debates. She enjoys being in the mortal realm and won’t hesitate to scoop one up for her own needs.

Nicknames: Nox, Nyki, Nyktos

Likes: Viniq liqueur, Egyptian cotton, Gaia, making Zeus uncomfortable, billiards, sex, clever people, big cats, chess, instrumentals, star gazing, dark forests, spending time with her children/nieces/nephews/family, reading, snow, intimacy

Dislikes: Liars, soggy bread, Erebus, being misled, anyone who would disrupt her work for their own pleasure/gains, betrayers, the beach, extreme heat

Flaws / Weaknesses

Family: While her love for her family is quite strong, it is also her weakest point. Nyx has a much higher chance of acting irrationally if it involves her family, or those she cares for. 

Pride: The knowledge of Zeus not wanting to tangle with her has made her a bit more confident than she should be. It definitely bites her in the ass.

Gypsy-soul: Nyx finds it hard to stay in one place too long; mortals would call it a gypsy soul, or wanderlust. While being on the move has aided in her extensive knowledge, it also means she misses out on a lot of potential relationships and moments that being a homebody entails. It makes her lonely.

Skills / Abilities

Immortality Nyx is technically immortal. She is immune to the effects of aging, cannot die by any conventional means, and is immune to all known mortal diseases and infections. 

Babble-speak Nyx can communicate in all languages and dialects. 

Primordial Goddess Being a Protogeno gives Nyx the advantage of having a vast knowledge of the world and its intricacies. Though she is still trying to keep up with technology and slang terms, she is well-versed in history, literature, music, and most major industries. 

Limited Shapeshifting Nyx can change aspects of herself to make her more human-like for the mortal plane; this allows her to mingle with humans day-to-day. When in battle or among immortals, she reverts to her natural state. When experiencing a sharp emotion, such an intense anger, stress, or sadness, sometimes this ability can slip and reveal her true form. 

A Mother’s Love Nyx can hide away a mortal from other mortals and most immortals. This does not work against other Protogenos. 

Shining Night Nyx rides across the night sky with her chariot, painting stars in any shape she wishes. This can be used for hidden signals or messages, as well as flamboyant advertising.

Personal Attire

Normal Daily Wear: Black or khaki slacks worn with black pumps or stilettos, and a white or gold dress shirt with a long necklace and earrings; or a long black sweater and a thigh-high leather skirt, with knee-high khaki boots. Always wears silver rings on her most of her fingers.

Alternate Dress Wear: Fitted black dress, decolletage neckline, hem sweeps the floor – made from chiffon and silk, paired with ebony and silver stilettos. Wears a thin silver choker with a tiny moon pendant, diamond earrings, and thin silver armlets. Wings are visible.

Magical Artifacts/Weapons

Owl Ring – Gifted to her by Gaia, Nyx’s ring lets her send quick messages to any of her family members

Cloak of Darkness – When Hemera comes down to rest for the night, Nyx would sweep her cloak of the skies to bring night upon the world. It’s a bit harder to do now since someone thought cloaks weren’t fashionable anymore, so she has traded it in for a black, ankle-length cardigan.

Kopis – Nyx’s kopis was forged by her own hands when the Titans were gathering to start the war. It grows dull in mortal hands, and may only be wielded by those with the traces of immortality in them.

Introduction written by Ashley Gallaher-Pollard

In the very beginning, there was only the Night. I was the first to awake in this world, and paint the heavens black. I must give credit to Prometheus and Athena, for they were the ones who breathed life into mankind. But it is I who gave you the Northern Star to guide you home, who hid you away when danger stalked you, who comforted your weary bones after a long day. You worshiped me eagerly and fearfully, and I will not lie – I took great pleasure in it. 

However, this passed millennia has been driving more mortals into their new technology, ever striving for something bigger, something fancier. They spend countless hours with their faces pressed into blue screens, shouting at complete strangers over fictitious characters and their daily lives, and would prefer to debate the colour of a dress instead of discussing ways to help the environment – I’m so sorry, Gaia, love. They would rather tweet about the lunar eclipse than actually watch my daughter, Selene, rise beautifully into the skies. You watch horror movies depicting the Night to be a terrible and deadly thing, full of haunting creatures and dark magics, as if it were Tartarus. And sometimes, you are right. Even Hades prefers to not deal with Tartarus, and he is wise not to trifle with me. 

But now Zeus, in his infinite wisdom and glory, has sent out summons to the Pantheon, decreeing that we, as a whole, need to build ourselves a name again. In the day and age where people would rather idolize each other, we have become ‘irrelevant’. Greedy words from a man whose name has become synonymous with ‘Mount Olympus’ or ‘Greek gods’. I, personally, do not believe that this is his true purpose for commanding the entirety of our people to suddenly go to Earth. Zeus is by far the most acknowledged liar and deceiver among all of us – just ask Hera, poor woman – and while there is nothing to prove this so far, I imagine he has some kind of ulterior motive, and most likely having to do with himself. However, since I have no proof of the kind, I will simply go as he has asked us to do, and see how this plays out in the mortal realm. But, that does bring me back to you. 

I am Primordial, first of our kind, the only one to be feared by the mighty Zeus. I am not evil by nature, mortals. Nor am I not here to steal your pride or thrones, lesser divinities. I bring you the Night, your haven to fulfill your most passionate and crazed desires. Your wish for debauchery, away from eyes that do not understand, is granted among my shadows. It is the Night that lets you throw caution to the wind so that you may be free. My children, talented and numerous all of them, walk their own paths, but they always remember to come to their Mother for anything they need or desire. And if you’ve the mind, I am sure my husband Erebus would gladly acquiesce to any song requests you may have if you happen to visit my nightclub, Nox. You just need to mention my name. 

So come to me. We will bathe in starlight, shadows held in a lover’s embrace, and when you learn the ways of the Night, you too will see that it is nothing but the promise of sacred magic and tantalizing secrets only I can keep. 

 – Nyx –

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