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War will be worth it

Prompt originally from AetherRoom.club
Created: 2022-03-05
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What if the Trojan War was instead fought over the love of a beautiful shota in a world of magic?
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gay, magic, war, hellenistic, yaoi, shota
Prompt
"Your royal highness, the king's envoy has arrived and general Polemos wishes to hold council!" the messenger proclaims, panting from exhaustion. I regard him with a cold glance, then turn back to the magos next to me. I have witnessed her cast this very same spell many times, and I know she is approaching the prayer's climax. I find myself grow impatient with the wait, but I know that magic cannot be hurried. We have gathered at this sacred hill overlooking the city, just like we do every day at this time, to reaffirm the justification for this war. Myself, the magos Milona, and my bodyguards make our trip here every morning so I can see that it is not for nothing. Thanks to Milona's efforts, my resolve has remained steeled throughout the siege. At last she wafts up the herbal vapours from her offering to the gods to complete her spell. With practiced rote I inhale the smoke and let Milona's magic fill my senses. My head spins with the overpowering smell of the incense. Once I am ready, I open my eyes. Like every day before, she and the gods don't fail me. I can truly see a thousand times more than my eyes are normally able to perceive. Every detail of the world around me, close and far away, is displayed clearly in front of me. I cast my gaze at the courtyard of the palace, hoping like I do every morning that I see him. My breath is baited as I search for him, and a powerful longing constricts my chest as my desperation rises with every passing moment. But the gods are on my side today as my efforts are rewarded. Like every day before, I am struck in awe at the beauty of my quarry: Kouros, a prince of Enantios. Ever since I first saw him, I have believed he was delivered in this world by the gods of love and allure themselves, for he displays such youthful, barely pubescent desire that no mortal could ever hope to match. My heart is about to burst from my yearning to touch him, to hold him, to make love to him as I watch him prance nude in the courtyard as he always does. Seeing him like this reminds me of my own youth, when I was still tutored by my elders in ways of war, philosophy and even love. As much as I would've desired, eventually I too must renew drawing breath. With a long exhalation the smoke exits my lungs, and with it my senses return to the hilltop, surrounded by my companions. As I let my breath even out, I turn to regard the messenger with my full attention. "Polemos has arrived?" I confirm. "Good, let us return to camp and not keep him waiting any longer, this siege needs to be broken as soon as possible."... [Click to expand]
"Your royal highness, the king's envoy has arrived and general Polemos wishes to hold council!" the messenger proclaims, panting from exhaustion. I regard him with a cold glance, then turn back to the magos next to me. I have witnessed her cast this very same spell many times, and I know she is approaching the prayer's climax. I find myself grow impatient with the wait, but I know that magic cannot be hurried.
We have gathered at this sacred hill overlooking the city, just like we do every day at this time, to reaffirm the justification for this war. Myself, the magos Milona, and my bodyguards make our trip here every morning so I can see that it is not for nothing. Thanks to Milona's efforts, my resolve has remained steeled throughout the siege.
At last she wafts up the herbal vapours from her offering to the gods to complete her spell. With practiced rote I inhale the smoke and let Milona's magic fill my senses. My head spins with the overpowering smell of the incense. Once I am ready, I open my eyes. Like every day before, she and the gods don't fail me. I can truly see a thousand times more than my eyes are normally able to perceive. Every detail of the world around me, close and far away, is displayed clearly in front of me.
I cast my gaze at the courtyard of the palace, hoping like I do every morning that I see him. My breath is baited as I search for him, and a powerful longing constricts my chest as my desperation rises with every passing moment. But the gods are on my side today as my efforts are rewarded.
Like every day before, I am struck in awe at the beauty of my quarry: Kouros, a prince of Enantios. Ever since I first saw him, I have believed he was delivered in this world by the gods of love and allure themselves, for he displays such youthful, barely pubescent desire that no mortal could ever hope to match. My heart is about to burst from my yearning to touch him, to hold him, to make love to him as I watch him prance nude in the courtyard as he always does. Seeing him like this reminds me of my own youth, when I was still tutored by my elders in ways of war, philosophy and even love.
As much as I would've desired, eventually I too must renew drawing breath. With a long exhalation the smoke exits my lungs, and with it my senses return to the hilltop, surrounded by my companions. As I let my breath even out, I turn to regard the messenger with my full attention. "Polemos has arrived?" I confirm. "Good, let us return to camp and not keep him waiting any longer, this siege needs to be broken as soon as possible."
Memory
This war and siege on Enantios has lasted long enough. Although I have the approval of my father, king Anax of Basileia, I find myself impatient for victory. I do not fight for glory but for love, as I seek to conquer Enantios' prince Kouros for myself. Long have been the days and nights my heart has ached for the adolescent Kouros, and now with the help of general Polemos and magos Milona, I hope victory lies in sight!
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  • war, siege, campaign, army, soldier, warrior, soldiers, warriors

    I am grateful to have a skilled and disciplined army of men at my command. I have shed blood and fought side-by-side with my brethren for the duration of the war, and have fostered great loyalty and admiration from them. My soldiers are well equipped and have even taken to enjoying our siege, as it gives them time to practice other activities. Learning from my enemy, I have encouraged them to engage in sexual acts with each other, as that forges lasting bonds of kinship.
  • god, gods, myth, myths, legend, legends, tale, tales, epic, epics, favour

    The gods' favour should not be underestimated, though not given overt deference either. While they are powerful, and their favour is crucial for the success of the spells of the magoi, it must be remembered that the gods often display pettiness and flaws of character. Their escapades, told of in myths and legends, are saturated with both heroism and great villainy, and the gods are often subject to very human lusts and desires. In particular the gods admire beauty in the nude bodies of male youths.
  • magic, spell, chant, potion, prayer, magos, incantation, incant, magoi, ritual

    Magic is the realm of gods and spirits, but us mortals can and do interact with it. Magic is practiced by magoi, who are magicians and priests that beseech the power of the gods through prayer and ritual. A magos can be a powerful and valuable ally, but they are rare. The rituals of magoi are often intricate and elaborate, and frequently sexual in nature. Of particular power are erotic demonstrations between boys or men, as the gods view these acts with great favour.
  • Kouros, love

    Kouros is a barely pubescent son of king Asthenes of Enantios, an island city-state I have brought war to over my love for Kouros. From the moment I met the young Kouros a year ago, each of us attending the olympic games as part of our homes' diplomatic envoys, I have been in love with him. To me, he is the most perfect human in existence, and I care for nothing but to have him as mine, and to become his teacher and lover.
    Kouros' youthful beauty is beyond compare, so much that the gods themselves must surely be jealous of it, and I have often been lost in my fantasies of making love to him and imagining our life together. Every day I know he plays in his palace's courtyard naked, as if flaunting his divine allure. Kouros is a kind and innocent young boy on the cusp of puberty, and he is genuinely curious and excited by his sexuality and homoeroticism.
    When we first met, I was immediately seduced by my desires for him, and we shared a passionate kiss as I professed my love to him. However, his father king Asthenes refused our love, and now I must win him through war and siege. I know not how Kouros himself regards this, but I curse each day we have to remain apart. My greatest wish is to consummate my love to him on the day of my victory.
  • childhood, teach, teaching, learn, learning, learned

    In Basileia, male youths are brought up on a system of pederasty, where the prepubescent or adolescent boy's male teachers and fathers are also their lovers. The boy's mentor teaches them on ways of athletics, mathematics, philosophy, history, combat, war, love and sex. It is a true honour to be brought up like this, like I was taught by my father and my many teachers, and it's exactly what I hope to offer Kouros.
  • king, Anax, majesty, father

    I am prince Erastes, son of king Anax of Basileia. My father is a wise and powerful ruler, and one of the mentors who taught me and molded me into who I am today as my teacher and my lover. Such homosexual and incestuous relationships are viewed favourably in Basileia, and are thought to be blessed by the gods. I love my father in such a way, and he understand the reasons for this war—which is why I have his approval to wage it. He wants me to have my own ward in prince Kouros, so I can teach and love Kouros like he taught and loved me.
  • Asthenes

    King Asthenes of Enantios is the father of prince Kouros, for whose love I have started this war. While I do not despise Enantios, I do bear a burning hatred for Asthenes for forcing my hand by refusing to allow me to become Kouros' teacher and lover. Asthenes is known as a weak king in charge of a respectable city state and father to a host of princes each more accomplished than their progenitor.
  • Polemos, general

    Polemos is a cunning and powerful warrior, a handsome and athletic young man, and my childhood friend and lover. Despite his relatively young age, he has gained glory and renown as a successful general in service of my father, king Anax. When I learned that my father would send him to aid us sack Enantios, I was overjoyed to be reunited with him. As children of Basileian nobles, we shared our childhoods and youthful days together, studying and playing, and practicing the making of love that our mentors taught us with each other.
  • Basileia, home

    The kingdom of Basileia is my home. We are a civilized people of art, philosophy and , and my father king Anax is our wise and mighty ruler. Our culture has been reared on rich epics of gods and heroes, and we idolize and understand the inherent beauty of the male body and homosexual relationships. Highborn adolescent boys in our kingdom are fortunate to have their lovers teach and instruct them.
  • magos, magoi, sorcerer, magician, wizard, oracle, seer, priest, Milona

    Milona is a magos, a kind of sorceress or priestess, one famous, feared, and respected throughout the lands. She is a comely and mature woman who speaks with the voices of the gods and beseeches their power for us mortals. She serves my father king Anax and is accompanying me on my siege of Enantios, and I cannot speak highly enough of her. Milona's intricate and often erotic rituals take a long while to carry through, but none can protest the immense value that they bring to our cause.
  • Enantios, city, foe, foes, opponent, enemy

    I bear no ill will to Enantios, the city-state we have levied our war against. However, I cannot accept their ruler Asthenes' refusal of me and his son Kouros' relationship. I love his beautiful son with more of my being than the gods can understand, so I have brought war and siege to their city, as I must win Kouros for myself.
    Enantios is very well defended, however. They have impressive walls surrounding their city, and their men are fierce soldiers protecting their homes. The city is built of stone and bronze, and it is said their architecture is a marvel the world over, but I have not had the pleasure of seeing it for myself. Enantios' people value courage, vitality and virility, and I know their soldiers foster strong bonds of camraderie by engaging in homosexual relationships with one another—a practice I approve greatly of and have tried encouraging among my own troops.
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