Bellerophon sat in Elysium, dejected. All about him the other heroes feasted, fought, and competed in games of strength and skill, but he could find no peach.
Cadmus crouched beside him and asked what was the matter.
“I’ve been forgotten, Cadmus. The gods have abandoned me and the poets give other heroes my deeds.” He glared daggers at Perseus, who was absorbed in a game of mancala with Theseus. Cadmus sighed. This again.
“We’re dead, my friend. And well beyond such concerns. Just enjoy yourself. Unless you plan on storming Olympus again. Oh no.” That was when the trouble started.

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