The Iliad takes place in the ancient greek times. It is a myth made by homer. This is going to be a great comic for you if you love Percy Jackson story's! (but in greek form instead of roman)
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The wind blew prince Paris.
Into a sheep field. A man heerding his sheep found him, and took him in.
Shut up. And while your at it, shut up the baby too.
To the forest! This prophacy shall never some true!
I think he pooped his pants.
What is this? His blanket reads "Paris." Oh, come Paris, I shall raise you, poor child., Come in, my son.
Paris became a strong, fine warrior.
Queen Hecuba. King Priam.
Your son, prince Paris, shall grow up to be a fine warrior. But shall he be brave, a curse will come.
Lets put him right here.
Mighty sorry. -Er, your honor. *Bow*
I am strong! A fine warrior, I'd say!
Take care, buddy.
Paris will burn down the land of Troy with a mighty fire on a staff.
Bob, im getting a feeling that this is really evil.
Later that same day:
Let's go and tell them our quest is complete. The baby shall die.
He married a nymph.
Guards! Seize the Baby!
I feel as I shall long for him later. But now, no emptyness. But I can feel it sprouting, Priam. Prince Paris, can he really have been that bad?
The wind blew Paris far.
It is king Priam's orders. We must do what he says.
I'm hungry, Bob
Honestly, Priam, we shall be grateful they did such a task for us.
I should be very weary and sad of the loss of my child, shalt I? Why do I not feel a longing for my child.
He is cursed, I say it if I will, and you shall too. There are no zombies, either. Come.
What if the curse is not real? He's just a a baby! do we really want him to starve?
We musn't let this happin! Kill our son! Kill Paris! Abandon him in the forest, deep where he shall either starve or shall be eatin. We can not have my son burn down Troy!
We are almost there! *huff huff!* I'm hungry, too.