Blog # 15 Orual's Judgement
I am Phthonos. But you mortals may know me as the god of jealousy. Though I am not worshiped in this realm, I am indeed acquainted and close. I am a son of Aphrodite or as you Glomians say, Ungit. I have seen how you Glomians stole the praise and worship due to my mother and liberally give it to your mortal sister Psyche. I then watched my mother's wrathful hand bring dread upon your land, your king, and even your common folk.
Though this bothered me not. For I know my Unit can be a wrathful goddess. As may know I am not the only son of Ungit. As there are as many as fifteen of us. But seeing my abysmal brother, Cupid, obtain the hand of Psyche in marriage, provoked unholy hatred and jealousy in me. There never was such a formosity in all the dome of the heavens or the land you mortals dwell. If the beauty of Helen of Troy sent one thousand ships to war. The beauty of Psyche of Glome would have sent one hundred thousand. I feigned to have that mortal for myself.
Thus and thus I chose you, Orual, o unfavored of the gods, to do my will. I stoked and fed the flames of jealousy in you until you became consumed by them. I used your loathsome quest of securing love and twisted it so that you would take Psyche away from Cupid. I am your wretched jealousy that devoured everything you cared about. Now here you are without Psyche, Fox, and Bardia. Your possessiveness in securing love blinded you and made you an easy target for my bidding. As for your judgment. I care not what you do for the rest of your miserable existence. Go chew cud like the calves of the plains for all I care.
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