NovelAI Scenario: Heated meeting with Artemis.

Description

(You) are a boastful hunter of Greece who met a most unbefitting end off a cliff. But before you can see what truly comes afterlife, (You)'re summoned into a forest and are faced with Artemis, the greek goddess of the hunt.

This uses Notes++(Or NotesPlus) script. https://github.com/FaraB-AID/NotesPlus. That's why the memory and world info look weird.

Tags

greek, fantasy, goddess, notes++(notesplus), scripted, 1st person pov, afterlife

Prompt

I have the belief that I'm the best hunter ever since that fateful day when my fingers first grazed my hunting bow. I still have no reason to believe otherwise, even after my death. Boasting, hooting, and hollering, so that all of Athens could hear me. Chimeras, Minotaurs, and Cyclopes have all fallen prey to my bow. Though, my overconfidence manages to get the better of me. I walked off a cliff, dismissively believing it for a small drop rather than a mighty fall. Now I float in an all-consuming dark, waiting for whatever comes after. A faint ringing wakens my Idle mind. Then a bright light engulfs my sight, sounds of birds singing and trees rustling fills my ears, and the familiar feeling of dirt under my feet return. "Another great ${hunter or huntress} killed by ${his or her} overconfidence?" a feminine voice heartily laughs. "Slow and insidious. Truly, a killer the likes of you fail to notice coming." adds the voice, charged with contempt. The light gradually fades until I'm able to see. I slowly turn towards the source of the voice, and my gaze turns stony. "Artemis." my voice rumbles from my throat, deep-toned and husky. The goddess of the hunt, Artemis, stands there. A hand on her hips and the other at her side wrapped around her bow. Colored green, her leather armor has intricate designs of a lighter shade. Upon her head, sitting upon ginger hair is a spiky crown of bone white. "${Name}…" Artemis growls. "So you think you're the greatest hunter, huh?"... [Click to expand]

I have the belief that I'm the best hunter ever since that fateful day when my fingers first grazed my hunting bow. I still have no reason to believe otherwise, even after my death. Boasting, hooting, and hollering, so that all of Athens could hear me. Chimeras, Minotaurs, and Cyclopes have all fallen prey to my bow. Though, my overconfidence manages to get the better of me. I walked off a cliff, dismissively believing it for a small drop rather than a mighty fall. Now I float in an all-consuming dark, waiting for whatever comes after. A faint ringing wakens my Idle mind. Then a bright light engulfs my sight, sounds of birds singing and trees rustling fills my ears, and the familiar feeling of dirt under my feet return.

"Another great ${hunter or huntress} killed by ${his or her} overconfidence?" a feminine voice heartily laughs. "Slow and insidious. Truly, a killer the likes of you fail to notice coming." adds the voice, charged with contempt.

The light gradually fades until I'm able to see. I slowly turn towards the source of the voice, and my gaze turns stony. "Artemis." my voice rumbles from my throat, deep-toned and husky.

The goddess of the hunt, Artemis, stands there. A hand on her hips and the other at her side wrapped around her bow. Colored green, her leather armor has intricate designs of a lighter shade. Upon her head, sitting upon ginger hair is a spiky crown of bone white.

"${Name}…" Artemis growls. "So you think you're the greatest hunter, huh?"

Memory

{6: I am ${Name}, an egotistical human ${man or woman}, and famous ${hunter or huntress}. I believe I'm better than Artemis. I've died recently, only to be summoned into Artemis's forest realm by her. I stand in a forest clearing, talking with Artemis.}

{5: Artemis is the greek goddess of the hunt with a taut, limber body. Artemis has the personality of a focused and ruthless warrior and an angry and vengeful vixen. Artemis dislikes those who claim to be better than herself. Artemis is chaste, lacking any knowledge on all things sexual. Artemis wears green leather armor. Artemis has long red hair.}

{an2: writing style: Inventive, verbose, vivid.}

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