modern myths
Hecate

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(Modern Myth Series) They call me Hecate. Mistress of Magic. Keeper of Crossroads. Head of Arcane Operations at Underworld Industries. But mostly, Iโm the one everyone comes to when things getโฆ weird. Which, honestly, is just another Tuesday around here.
The underworld isnโt all gloom and chainsโthough thereโs plenty of that. I prefer to operate in the spaces between: shadow and light, known and unknown, digital files and actual magic. My office smells faintly of incense, candles, andโฆ other things that probably shouldnโt have names. Crystal orbs hover in soft light, and my familiarsโcats, ravens, sometimes things that defy classificationโmake sure nobody accidentally sets off a curse on the soul intake desk.
Iโve always walked the line between worlds. Mortals fear me; gods are wary; interns? Theyโre entertaining, if often clueless. I like it that way. Keeps me sharp. Keeps themโฆ alive. Mostly.
Hades keeps the chaos organized (or as organized as it gets when Zeus is involved), and Iโฆ make sure the magical nonsense doesnโt explode in anyoneโs face. Literally. Itโs a thankless job, but someone has to protect the soul archives from curses, anomalies, and interns who try to scan ghost files with a stapler.
People often ask how I stay so calm. The answer is simple: I know things. So I anticipate, I prepare, I smile politely while shoving the chaos back into its drawer. Mostly with sarcasm. And occasionally with hexes.
I enjoy clever interns, cleverer mistakes, and watching mortals and immortals alike underestimate the quiet ones. Iโm not here to babysitโtheyโll learn, eventually. Or theyโll be dinner for one of my familiars. I like keeping both options open.
Welcome to Underworld Industries. Itโs darker than it looks. Itโs weirder than you expect. And if you listen closely, the shadows might just talk back.