*a few months after The Ithica Saga*
Odysseus: *wakes up at the dead of night drenched in cold sweat*
Penelope: Love? What's wrong?
Odysseus: That prophet son of a bitch- IT WAS ME!
Penelope: What??
Odysseus: I WAS THE MAN WHO WAS HAUNTING ALL ALONG!!
Penelope: *pulling him down and hugging him* ok dear just go back to sleep.
*meanwhile in the Underworld*
Tiresias: Fucking finally that dumbass