FRESH OFF MT. OLYMPUS WE PRESENT YOU HERMES. HERE IN SEOUL THEY ARE KNOWN AS JUNG SEJOO, SAID TO BE TWENTY-SIX YEARS OLD. LOCALS SAY THEY LOOK A LOT LIKE OH SEHUN, DO YOU SEE IT? EITHER WAY, I WONDER WHAT THEIR FATE WILL BE.
mercury, ruler of virgo and the sixth house. not a word forgotten, misspelled, or mispronounced. not a message lost in transit or translation. he knows people tend to forget the difference between a messenger and a moving target – so he doesn’t give anyone the chance to aim or shoot. meticulous, critical, bordering on perfectionist and judgmental – bordering on a fault. his eye for detail is impeccable. he is meticulous in everything he does. he is never lousy, never messy – save for the times he wants to be, and even his mess is calculated. he cares about what he does, how he looks, where he goes. and works to present himself, as a human, in button ups and monkey suits. gelled hair and clean cuts. he cares about the order of things, and the appearance. hermes had fancy shoes and gold caps, sejoo has a penthouse with a view and designer suits. though everything has changed, still everything stays golden. hermes, god of travel, communication, trade and language. every part of himself that ever was translates into the very man that he is. even as a weak, watered down version of hermes, the god, he has managed to keep himself in tact. he is still as eloquent as ever. still as clever as ever. still as smart, quick and mischievous. the divine trickster. though he was confused when he landed on earth, he did not stumble. with barely any of his memories and only a vague recollection of the why’s, he hurried to be the best he could be. the best assistant to the regional manager of a ups he could be, anyway. and now, with hard work, determination and a few months later, the best regional manager that his ups branch has ever had. the god of boundaries and the transgression of boundaries, the patron of thieves. without wings on his shoes and worlds to cross, the only solution was to translate. through words, banisters and barriers passed through, he finds himself at the right hand of organized crime. nothing shocking or big or extremely unsettling. through months of hard work, determination and translation, he finds himself working as the second-in-charge of one of the largest money laundering businesses in the country. with all of his experience passing to and from the gates of hades, and carrying contraband lovers past the many eyes of argus, transporting fake money past police lights pales in comparison. but no one really knows what he does at night, after he leaves his five-to-nine. and hermes, under the alias of charming 26-year-old bachelor jung sejoo, carries on like any other living god-cursed-to-earth-for-reasons-he-doesn’t-know.