Hello. My name is Zeus Simopolis. As my name suggests, I come from Greece. Ah, beautiful Greece. I was raised being told my Great Great Grandfather was THE Zeus. It sounded silly at first, I mean I don’t have any special powers or anything, well, of course, except for my immortality.
The day I turned into a young adult, my father pulled me aside and told he had a special plan for me. He wanted me to carry on the family name in America. So, here I am in Sunset Valley.
There are a few things he instructed me to accomplish. I have to get married and have as many children as my wife and I can have, and I have to master as many careers as possible. Sounds like fun to me! There are a few bumps in the road…for starters, I don’t know anyone here, I don’t have a job, and I don’t have much money!
First things first. I bought property and started to build a house. Not much, but it will do for now. I decided that I should start a career first. No beautiful woman is even going to give me the time of day without money in the bank…at least that is what the rumors are about these American girls. So, I begin searching for a job.
I found the perfect job for me! I was going to be a Private Investigator! I am very perceptive, and well, a bit nosey to be honest.
I will say, it can be messy at times too…
But in all it was fun,especially when you have the stealth of a ninja…
It was on my first stake out at the gym, that I realized I should be multitasking. There were a few beautiful women that didn’t even know I was there. Maybe, as I hid in these bushes, I could wife shop as well.
This little lady was a bit elusive…I caught up with her in the park and introduced myself. I shook her hand and turned on my charms, but she ran off before I could get her name.
As my Mystery Lady disappeared, I laid my eyes upon another beautiful lady.
I did a quick breath check, and went over to introduce myself. Her name is Zelda. I already liked the sound of our names together. Zelda and Zeus. I found out that she loves music and is trying to start a career in the music industry. As we talked we lost track of the time.
“Oh man.” Zelda said disappointedly. “I have to go… Can we meet here tomorrow?
Did she even have to ask? “Of course! I’ll be here.”
That night I slept very well. I started to see my father’s vision coming together. I looked forward to the next day, when I would see Zelda again.
She was as beautiful in the day as she was last night.
“Good afternoon, Zelda”, I whispered.
“Hello.” She replied.
“You know, you are as beautiful as a bouquet of roses,”I said as I watched her cheeks turn red.
I was just about to ask her if she liked children, when her phone alarm sounded.
“Crap. I have to go to work. I can’t be late!” Zelda yelled as she ran out of the park and into the theater. “I’ll see you later!”
I sighed and realized I should probably get some work done as well. I went to the library and attempted to stake it out, but all I could think about was Zelda Mae…