I was born eons ago in Olympus to Hera. She alone bore me in animus toward her husband, Zeus, for …show more content…
I designed golden robotic workers to be of service to me in my craft (Hamilton 35). Here I served as the blacksmith and metalworker of the gods, producing all the weapons, machines and armor they required. Famously, I crafted Zeus´ impenetrable breastplate, Aegis, also used by Athena. I made these items for powerful mortals as well. In preparation for the siege of Troy, Achilles commissioned me to fashion his battle garb and arsenal of weaponry. The armor proved to be indestructible and unequaled in every respect through the trials of battle (Leadbetter). However, though I make wondrous crafts for heroes and gods, my true purpose has always been to serve humans. In their eyes, all of their buildings, homes and tools come from me. I rule with Athena over all crafts and arts that the humans use and create. Also, the ceremony to admit children as citizens of city-states in Greece is performed in my name (Hamilton 35). Therefore, I am not only a high and righteous god of Olympus; I am dually a god of humanity and …show more content…
Back in the early days of man, Zeus ordered me to form a companion for the men of Earth, punishing Prometheus for stealing his fire. I carefully and conscientiously modeled, fashioned and molded a creature from clay to supply his request. This entity was the first woman, called Pandora (“Hephaistos Myths”). Pandora ultimately brought doom to mankind through her curiosity. For this creation I am still credited with today. Another clever contraption I invented involves trickery, much like Hera’s throne. As an Olympian god, it was only acceptable for me to have an immortal wife. I was arranged to marry Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty by Zeus. However, due to my disgusting outward appearance and disability, Aphrodite was not pleased with these terms. I suspected that she was committing adultery, and built a trap to ensnare her and her lover in bed if they laid there together. Surely enough, I found Aphrodite and Ares entangled in the net, united in my bed. I presented my findings to my Olympian contemporaries, yet all they had to provide was laughter at my expense for being deceived by my wife (Leadbetter). It was a terribly unpleasant incident, but I would say that this mechanism of mine was one of my