This is Twisted Mythology
Olympus: Ghetto of the Gods
"Vesta, please!" Jupiter begged before the donkey. "The hearth is cold and Olympus crumbles!" "You know my terms, Jupiter," the donkey replied with a woman's voice sharp with anger. "You have had centuries to undo ... this." She stomped a hoof. "The power to do so is gone. Between Jehovah, Allah, Brahma, and their ilk along with Eastern philosophies, and the turning to ancestral spirits, the faith has left us." "Stop whining about them," Vesta scoffed. "But what has been done cannot be undone with what I have left!" "Find a way, Jupiter." Vesta, who had once been Hestia, demanded and turned away from the King of Olympus. "Until you do, Olympus will return to being a mountain."
Once upon a time, Olympus had been this lush, divine palace filled with gardens and luxury only the gods could fully comprehend and appreciate. Since then, it has fallen into such great disrepair that the palace stones have been taken by the various gods and made into cottages and homes all about the mountain.
After the realization that Vesta was not going to light the hearth, which would ignite the upkeep magic of the grand palace, the other gods sulked in their various wings and halls. Not until the inevitable collapse of the grand palace did they rouse themselves to make new homes all about Mount Olympus.
Weak from the loss of mortal faith, their homes took time to build. Even worse, the more hazardous mythical creatures were now terrible inconveniences as well as threats. They could deal real harm to the gods. As the homes were built stone by stone, the gods hunted down and relocated anything harmful to the Ourea, the lesser mountains that surrounded Mount Olympus as beautiful foothills.
On the site where once stood the grand palace, there is now a gritty bazaar where magical and mystical beings can trade, sell, and barter over 'crafted' delights. Many beings come from beyond Olympus, and dare the trek through the Ourea to reach it. From the rubble, a jumble of buildings has risen.
The Ourea are the lesser mountains that serve as the foothills surrounding Mount Olympus. It is here the more dangerous beasts of Olympus now live. 'Ware to anyone who dares to enter Olympus and trek through them to the mighty mountain.
The Grand Entrance
Only the beautious entrance to Olympus remains as it always has. It is a sweeping staircase rising from a wonderous beach for whomever has the wherewithal to focus upon it as they stand on a beach of any kind anywhere in the world.
Creatures of Olympus
Creatues of Ourea
Jupiter eventually comes up with a plan to bring more faith to Olympus and to the gods in dire need of believers.
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