A work of art, beautiful by design would be warped into an infamous creation, through an evil plot hatched out of jealousy, enacted by deceit and climaxed in murder. The implications of her horrific deeds, the legacy of her cruel shallow nature not only lived on for thousands of years. Through ages into the culture of our very own, but would one day threaten to pillage and destroy the world we cherish all over again. This is the origin of The Goldigger.
In the year 440 B.C, a Greek sculptor named Polygenes, so renowned for his exceptional gift that the very gods would request his sculptures in the intent of bringing to life for their own often evil or petty needs. Yet his skill would even further his career, securing his livelihood. Eventually he would graduate from a sculptor for various gods to apprentice of the single god of masonry, artisans, metallurgy and of course sculpting. Once the talent that only a brilliant mortal could receive learned the secrets only the offspring of Zeus and Hera possessed, his skill simply surpassed his master. Unfortunately it would also bring him a screaming gruesome death as well as eternal damnation.
Hephaestus, regardless of being conceived from the king and queen of all gods, was as petty and conniving as any other Olympian. Born with a gimp foot, he later grew into a hunchback dwarfish man with a debilitating limp. In a far almost symmetrical contrast to his rival turned employee. Polygenes, considered gorgeous by gods and mortals alike, had nothing to prove but his god given talent. In fact it was widely rumored that he was born of the gods and Hephaestus was fathered by some deformed monster, his mother, Hera a whore. Upon becoming aware of this Hephaestus was angered to the point of committing savage butchery. (In fact he did) Instead in an expression of faux good will made an offer of apprenticeship simply to be close enough to have Polygenes murdered, stripped of his prestige and robbed of his greatest sculpture of all; his wife.
The inspiration of Polygenes is the key to this origin for it was in his youth; beholding a large beautiful statue he not only became inspired, he was equally infatuated. From even then on, molding lumps of dirt as a child he honed his craft simply by creating sculptures that met his impossible standards. Coincidently they were as high as Mount Olympus as well as the gods that reside. Not satisfied with the height of average women, he still longed for a wife equally as beautiful as colossal. Thus Polygenes desired not just a bride statuesque in form but a living statue.
Yet as much as he scrutinized any flaw in beauty he was equally a glutton with his wealth. In fact the reason he used dirt not clay as a child was to save his family the cost of sculptor’s clay regardless that they could easily afford it due to their own considerable wealth. From Polygenes’ logic it would be cheaper to create his perfect wife then to pursue one through traditional courtship.
Hephaestus may have observed his frugality as an opening but what he would unleash would destroy the Ancient world. Finally, acquiring nearly enough gold to complete his wife he became desperate. He would even agree to sculpt for the gods of the least morality. Formulating an evil plot with the god of war; Ares promised the sculptor’s completed wife once enticing him with a hefty payment of gold for building him an army, Hephaestus’ plan was set. The soldiers were to burn and decimate a small peaceful city to ashes leaving Polygenes anonymously responsible.
Months had passed after the village’s destruction with no one to answer for the atrocities that took place. In the clear and compensated for his role, Polygenes by that time had finished sculpting his wife but had not brought life to her. Oblivious to the envy and animosity developed towards him by Hephaestus requested that he do him the honor. Hoping for him to use the same four winds he created Pandora, the very first woman. Instead at this juncture he would bring his plot to conclusion. The murderous small army lay dormant in a cave until that day as Ares who had complete control over these lifeless nearly autonomous warriors ordered them to attack another city. Created void of any conscience slew man woman and child proportionate. This time Ares would portray himself as a hero by single handedly defeating he army and having them implicate the sculptor. Polygenes was unaware that his sculptures were designed to say his name as well as turn back to clay upon their death. For it was the clay that condemned him far quite beyond his very name. Ares not only the god of war but the personification of savage, hateful bloodshed. Due to his thirst for slaughter few of the warriors could form words or even sounds from the circumstances of their demise. That only coincides with the entire army turning back into clay easily identified as Polygenes. It was the cheap kind.
The sculptor’s damnation fell from the very heights of Mount Olympus. Hera was outraged, as a queen and mother that children had fell by this army. Zeus, ever the womanizer selfishly made account of the few lovers he lost in the rampage. Few out of the many lovers. Additionally because this tragedy involved two of the sons Hephaestus and Ares he corrected the matter personally. The god was duped no less than a mere mortal, by his own into believing Polygenes betrayed his son after learning sculpting methods of the gods. Before Zeus executed him, he was already found with his throat slit in his workshop. Having been silenced by Ares he was only mortally wounded, Polygenes lay dying looking up at the king of all gods.
Zeus then told Polygenes he would give his statue to Hephaestus and as the doomed sculptor’s heart sank the god proceeded to drag his lifeless pale body to the center of the city. Reviving his life force just enough to adequately pass judgment in full display, Polygenes stood as a bolt of lightning destroyed both his hands. The sculptor was damned to spend eternity in Tartarus without the appendages employed to create such beauty. But that was nothing compared to what was yet to come. Zeus actually felt sympathy for the then screaming, burning Polygenes. His throat slit, bone white from blood loss, amputated nearly down to his elbows, the god kept him upright still, begging for his justice, granted. This time a massive thunderbolt struck Polygenes detonating his body, for Zeus’s mercy allowed him not to inhabit the underworld as the cloud of steam he was rendered to. All the same Zeus was being made a fool of by perpetrators whose plan had already begun to backfire.
Backfire indeed for in the months between the army’s attacks it was discovered that Aphrodite, Hephaestus’ wife was having an affair with Ares. With the plan already in motion, humiliated Hephaestus honored his word and Ares received the sculptor’s wife upon his death but with a deadly catch. Which would be one catch too many for all of Ancient Greece. When Hephaestus brought life to the statue he not only used the four winds as with Pandora he also employed the same lightning of his father. Finally he brought forth fire from his uncle Lord Hades, with this he took paper milled from trees on Mount Olympus and wrote down his brother’s name in bold letters. Then he cast the paper in Hades’ fire as Adonna first opened her eyes.
Adonna was astoundingly beautiful, her long flowing golden blonde hair which draped all the way down her back, a site to behold given she towered at seven feet five inches. Once again in an act of faux good will Hephaestus offered to present and give away Adonna. The War God was a slave to his brother’s weaponry and metallurgy and after the adultery was exposed wanted to be back on good terms. If waiting until after the wedding to ravage Polygenes’ bride then so be it. On the subject of Hephaestus’ brilliance, as incredible as his creations were he never gave anyone too much power. He always designed a weakness.
Lightning from Zeus was used to give Adonna the strength to kill any god with were bare hands or any weapon wielded by her. The fire of Hades, when properly applied would cause blood rage towards anyone whose name burned with Mount Olympus paper. Adonna’s weakness was that she only had the power to kill a god but still had the mortality of a human. Hephaestus’ plan was sheer genius; Adonna would kill Ares and in turn be struck down immediately. Except on that day his plan would become an epic cluster fu**.
It would have behooved Hephaestus to be aware of the reason Polygenes needed such a substantial amount of gold for his statue. The sculptor first purchased a jewel to be placed in clay to dry within a sculpture. Once animated the creation would the share the feelings with it’s artist. Yet most importantly Polygenes with moral intentions gave Adonna of all abilities, invulnerability from all gods. This action preceding the vile contribution of Hephaestus. Merely for the sculptor’s offspring to possess portions of the traits. It was even Aphrodite who assisted by betraying her husband, smuggling elements of her in-laws from him, Zeus’ lightning as well as the sunlight of Hera. In return for bringing forth a lover who could survive her sexual prowess on top of the endowments that quelled her godly lust.
On the day of the wedding Adonna who adorned a long white gown, towered over her groom. As the nuptials progressed Hephaestus wondered why Ares had not been slain on site. Fearing he may have conceived an ill-fated scheme, he was justified the very second the marriage was official. Instantly Adonna reached down hoisted her husband above ground by his face and ripped the skin off his entire skull. Horrified by his son’s ruthless attack, Zeus in vain tried to rescue him. He attempted to strike her down with a bolt of lightning except she caught the bolt in her hands. Zeus was legendary for being a womanizer, an adulterer fathering countless bastard children. So as vengeance for her sculptor, Adonna used the god’s own lightning to destroy the body member instrument in his immoral exploits. Holding a castrated weeping Zeus up by his long white hair in contrast, Adonna’s gown was now blood red. The mighty god’s pleas for many were cut off as the giant beauty explained to Zeus how he was made a fool of by his own sons and how that would cost him his life.
Hephaestus lost control of his bodily functions, quite vigorously at the realization of his plight. Much like others in attendance he was frozen in disbelief right up until Adonna with full extension of her tree like leg kicked Zeus’ body, while still firmly gripping his hair. It was Zeus’ headless body taking those last few death steps towards the patrons that chased them from the wedding. Hephaestus with his famed gimp hobbled to safety the slowest, all the easier for Adonna to capture him. Revealing her ability to even outsmart the gods, as Ares legitimate widow she gained possession of his kingdom, his army, and most valuable to Adonna; his wealth.
At the Balkan Peninsula, in Ares palace Adonna enslaved Hephaestus in a manner opposite of her late husband. He was forced to create weaponry and armor for her soldiers, furthering her ultimate plot to pillage the land. Adonna had Hephaestus design a specific weapon for her, a long handled sledgehammer. Just in time for her first battle against the greatest hero of Ancient Greece, Hercules. He intended on avenging his father and thwarting her vile plot on her first campaign of slaughter. Unfortunately for him and the town that bared witness, Adonna was immune to his renowned strength. Not only did she withstand his powerful blow, she actually laughed at him. His own punch shattered everything from his fingers, his wrist up to Hercules’ shoulder. Being half-god and half-mortal, Hercules’ god ability was worthless against the giant warrior but his human mortality couldn’t even attack her without inflicting self injury. The spirit of Greece was crushed on that day with the same hammer which at that point broke Hercules’ back and then flattened his skull. This caused Adonna to bellow that much more at their expense and then proceeded to loot the defenseless town.
The full ramifications of Adonna’s creation are as followed. Polygenes and Hephaestus both using Zeus lightning made her invincible and dominant over any god or even half god. Hades’ fire made her blood boil with violent anger toward Ares yet it was the combination of these elements in addition to the jewel placed in her sculpture that formed the perfect storm of evil bitch. Once again with the best of intentions, Polygenes only used the jewel so the two lovers could share every happy moment and weather any sadness together. Unfortunately from the second Adonna was brought to life she felt her creator’s pain, anguish and damnation in the bowels of the underworld. Yet that was not all she even felt the same anger towards those who framed and falsely damned her creator as he. There was even more shared as she claimed his gluttony for gold as her own. The only happiness Polygenes would ever share would be the sheer acquisition of the latter with his creation. Unleashed upon a very unfortunate world she was an empty incomplete shell of a human vessel. The purest of form of a sociopath, void of any empathy or regard for life as the only value she acknowledged was for gold. Explaining why she didn’t kill Ares until the very instant they were wed. Polygenes, for the record had no idea Ares would use his sculptures to kill innocents, he just needed gold. Ironically Adonna would go on to use Ares soldiers to loot, kill and torture. Her blood rage spilled over on to the entire Ancient World.
Finally we reached the origin of Adonna’s ultimate moniker. On one of Adonna usual raids, where an entire city is destroyed for even a piece of gold, she had all the inhabitants slaughtered, except one mother. By now Hephaestus had created gold plated armor and weapons for Adonna and her army. He even plated her signature hammer in pure gold. Anyway, the sole survivor was the mother of a newborn infant. It came to the attention of Adonna that she recently obtained a small nugget of gold. The mother intended on hiding the nugget by having her baby consume it and the retrieving it in her child’s fecal evacuation. Sadly her husband and their infant were savagely butchered in front of her as she was taken prisoner. At first the physical grief made torturing her for the gold’s location redundant. The mother eventually revealed it only because she knew she would be killed shortly after and reunited with her fallen family. In a field littered with the fallen, the mother identified the broken corpse of her baby as the residence of the nugget. At that moment Adonna’s large hand impaled the infant’s intestines searching for it, further destroying the remains of the innocent child. Once the gold was recovered, the giant warrior ripped the body in half just to free her hand. The mother actually took her remaining moments alive to mock Adonna’s despicable glutton before she was backhanded so violently her head landed, coincidentally in the next city that was ravaged. After accounts of this horrific act spread throughout the Ancient world, of a giant beauty burrowing through the corpse of an infant for a mere piece of gold she earned a new title. Already known as “The Queen of War, ”Wife of Ravage” and the ”The God Killer”. She was from then on referred to as...................................
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