Hey folks! 🌿 A quick update from me: I just pushed an overhaul of Chapters 1–3. Nothing brand new story-wise yet, but plenty of polish (bug fixes, some editorial tweaks, a more fleshed-out stats page, and a handful of other small improvements).
I’m sorry if this ends up breaking your save files 😅 (though fair warning, they almost certainly would have broken once Chapters 4 and 5 go live anyway). Maybe this will be a good excuse to jump back in and start fresh from the beginning.
Thank you so much for your patience and for (potentially) replaying it alongside me - as always, it means a lot. 💜
I don’t think I’ve ever actually said this official (and I’m not sure if it was obvious or not) but: Echoes of Olympus will be a standalone book.
(Not a series! Just one very long, very overgrown standalone, haha.)
I’m not ruling out possible spin-offs or stories set in the same world someday, but that’s far down the road. For now, this story stands on its own.
On a related note: playtesting for Chapter 4 has been going really well so far! The first reactions have been super encouraging, which is such a relief, honestly.
So once again - thank you to everyone who’s taken part, sent feedback, or simply shown interest. 💛
I’m diving back into Chapter 5 now - wishing you all a lovely weekend! ✨
Hey friends 😊,
I’ve been getting a bunch of Asks lately that all circle around the same question. So let’s make this easier and talk about it here.
The question is:
Which of the MC’s possible Godhoods is the strongest? 🏛️
Now… I wish I could give you a neat, satisfying answer - but I can’t.
I don’t keep any kind of “power ranking” for them, because strength here isn’t about numbers or stats. It’s about story.
I didn’t create these domains with the idea that one would make the game easier than the others. What matters more is how each domain shapes the world around you and how the world, in turn, responds to it. Ultimately, it’s about creating unique experiences no matter which one you choose to play.
Here’s what I can tell you: some Godhoods might seem more useful in certain situations than others but that can shift from scene to scene, and what feels useful isn’t always the deciding factor. Every Godhood is powerful and divine in its own way.
So really, it comes down to who do you think feels strongest.
And once you’ve made up your mind, I’d be thrilled if you’d drop your vote below - purely for my own curiosity. (I have my own opinion 🤫… but it’s completely subjective.)
Who do you think is the most powerful?
Agrya (f) / Agryon (m) – Wrath and Unleashed Power
Lysia (f) / Lysion (m) – Forgetting and Lost Memor
Erytheia (f) / Erytheion (m) – Blood and Lifeforce
Thaumasia (f) / Thaumasios (m) – Illusions and Hidden Knowledg
Melisara (f) / Melisaros (m) – Whispers and Unheard Voices
Myrka (f) / Myrkon (m) – Shadows and Hidden Paths
Chryseia (f) / Chryseios (m) – Fortune and Sudden Wealth
You’re just going about your day, minding your own business, and then - click. The biggest flash of inspiration hits you out of nowhere.
That just happened to me. One moment I was working out, the next I suddenly had the entire shape of the ending in my head - the possible final choices and all. Totally random, I know. 😂 I’m not even sure if it’s a little too early to be thinking that far ahead (you’re meant to walk before you run, right?).
But honestly? I’m thrilled. Now I know exactly what I’m aiming for, and it’s like the whole path ahead lit up at once. Sure, it might still change (stories tend to do that) but for now, I can see the finish line in the distance… and I reeeeaaally like where it’s standing. 🥳
I’m sorry to say this, but I come bearing a bit of bad news: I’m waving the white flag on romance scenario Asks for now. Between work, writing, the usual household things (and some form of a private life, haha), I just don’t have the time or energy to keep up with them.
There are still quite a few sitting in my inbox, and it honestly pains me to admit I can’t get to them at the moment. At the same time, I’m incredibly flattered that so many of you want to know more about the ROs. I hope the scenarios I’ve already shared have helped satisfy some of that curiosity for now.
The ones I’ve posted so far are still linked in the main post if you’d like to revisit them. I’m sure I’ll pick up RO scenarios again once things settle down a little. 💛
Just to be clear: This only applies to actual RO scenario Asks. Other questions about lore, bug reports, or anything else are still completely welcome.
Hey folks! 🌿 I just put up an official call for playtesters for Chapter 4 over on Patreon.
Please don’t take it the wrong way that I’m not reaching out to everyone who showed interest before. Doing that one by one would take forever, and many of you might not even be interested anymore. So instead, if you’re still up for it, just hop over to Patreon and drop me a note there.
It won’t cost you money or anything, and it helps me keep things organized. Patreon has always been the more “behind the scenes” space for development anyway.
Thank you so much to everyone who’s interested. 💜 Wishing you all a wonderful weekend!
I was tagged by the wonderful @well-of-divine-if (by the way, their story is a kindred spirit to ours - for all the mythology nerds out there who love a touch of Greek myth. Definitely give it a try if you haven’t already!!!) to share a little sneak peek of the next update. and even if I’m a bit late to the party, here it is.
(it might be a little redundant, but fair warning: spoilers ahead!!!)
Then suddenly, he pulls back. Turns his back on you. Faces his group. And laughs.
Not kindly. The sound is wrong. Too loud, too sharp. Something staged, rehearsed for an audience.
You can’t help but see it now: this is a show.
“Tell me,” he calls, voice sharp, performative. “You ever eat what we eat? Drink what we drink?”
“Do you even feel it? Hunger. Thirst.” His voice drops lower, less for spectacle. Yet his eyes tighten, like a thread pulled too far.
“My brother served near Mykion Ridge,” he says lightly, as if recalling a road once taken.
“Guarded the grain routes. Kept the last harvest safe when the fields were bare.” A muscle shifts in his cheek. “Then Demeter turned her will against us. The sky stayed dry. Nothing grew. The priests said she was mourning.”
A pause.
“Mourning her daughter.”
The words settle like dust.
“Strange, isn’t it, how the Gods make their grief our punishment.”
He steps forward, calm but intentional.
“My brother died with his mouth full of dust. And every prayer he ever knew could not feed him.”
The others don’t move. But the silence thickens, pressing against your skin like heat.
“And you - look at you. Still here. Warm. Fed. Whole.” His jaw hardens, not with sorrow but with something colder.
“So what do you feel, watching people starve? Do you call it fate? Balance? Or do you simply stand far away when it happens?”
Then the shift. Quick, almost hidden, but it cuts. “Do you know what I see when I look at you?”
He does not blink. “A spoiled thing. Dressed in borrowed shape and shackles. Pretending to bleed.”
“You are not one of us.”
“And you are not walking among mortals.”
“You are trespassing.”
The silence that follows is close, hot, held too long. You still cannot say if he is a threat.
