**A Stormy Confrontation and a Sultry Surprise**

Landon's calm demeanor shattered the moment he stormed into the grand hall, his piercing gaze scanning the room for any sign of the culprit who had stolen his prized sword, Caligula's Curse. The whispers of the crowd parted as he approached, his eyes scanning the room for the thief who had dared to steal from him. It was then that he spotted a mischievous-looking young man, no older than twenty, with a cheeky grin plastered on his face. The young thief, a Mercury child, was known for his cunning and thieving ways. The Mercury child, whose name was Leo, had a reputation for being quick-witted and sly. His eyes sparkled with amusement as he toyed with the hilt of Caligula's Curse, now hanging at his side. Landon's anger flared, and he could feel the storm brewing within him. He had a reputation for being a force to be reckoned with, and no one dared to cross him without consequence. With a swift motion, Landon strode towards Leo, his hand extended, demanding the sword's return. The young Mercury child merely chuckled and teased, "Oh, you're looking for this? I think I'll keep it; it's quite... shiny." Landon's face darkened, and he snarled, his patience wearing thin. The atmosphere in the room shifted as Landon's eyes narrowed, and his voice dropped to a menacing growl. "You're going to regret playing with me, kid." The crowd parted as Landon approached, sensing the impending storm. The air was electric with tension as Landon lunged at Leo, but it took several gods and goddesses to restrain him. "Easy, Landon!" a voice called out. "He's not worth it." But Landon wasn't having it. "You...you think you can just steal from me and disrespect my family like that?" His voice was low and deadly, a hint of a challenge. Landon's anger boiled over, and before he could react, he had Leo pinned against the wall, his hand around the young thief's throat. "You have no idea who you're dealing with," Landon sneered. "This isn't a joke. You're going to regret the day you ever crossed me." Just as Landon was about to unleash his wrath, a gentle voice interrupted him. "Landon, dear, perhaps you should calm down." It was Minerva, her presence a soothing balm to the tense situation. Landon's grip on Leo's throat loosened, but his anger didn't dissipate. He let the young thief go, but not before warning him, "You're not taking this seriously, but you should. I am not to be trifled with." As he turned to leave, he caught sight of a figure standing in the shadows - a stunning Venusian girl with porcelain skin and golden locks that cascaded down her back like a river of sunset hues. She watched him with an intensity that made his skin prickle. "Landon," she said, her voice husky and confident, "I think we need to talk." He raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite himself. "And who might you be?" She sauntered closer, her hips swaying in a way that made his heart skip a beat. He hadn't noticed her approach, too caught up in his own rage to pay attention. "I'm Claudia, a daughter of Venus," she said, handing him a note. "This is for you, from my mother." Landon took the note, and as his eyes scanned it, his expression changed from curiosity to shock. The words danced on the page in a script that shimmered with an otherworldly glow. It was a prophecy, one that read: "Date every single Roman goddess, Smash and take, Entice them with your charm, Gifts will be sent, A challenge made, Beware the love dust." His eyes widened as he read the note, a sense of bewilderment washing over him. The words blurred on the page, and his mind reeled with the implications. Every single Roman goddess... He was to date and, apparently, conquer them all. A low chuckle escaped his lips as he pondered the enormity of the task. His eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of the girl who had given him the note, but she seemed to have vanished into thin air. Minerva had always warned him about prophecies and their unforeseen consequences. He couldn't help but wonder what his father's reaction would be if he found out about this. As he pondered, a vision of a beautiful blonde popped into his head, and he felt a sudden pang of curiosity. Claudia reappeared, standing before him with an enigmatic smile. "You see, Landon, my mother sent me to... enlighten you." Her eyes sparkled as she handed him another note, one that read: "Roman goddesses, All of them, Tiny letters, Every single one." The words blurred as Landon stared at the note, his mind racing with the possibilities. He was so entranced that he didn’t see the blonde Venusian girl slide under the table and give him a blow job.