I weave fate in parallel time and space

Zeus slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was in a familiar space.

Look at the floors and tables and chairs that are full of time.

He had just come to this tavern not long ago.

His mind was filled with chaotic memories at the moment, including everything that happened in the God War, as well as the image of himself burning his godhead and destroying the world.

And all this remained in His mind.

He can determine one thing with overwhelming certainty.

He should have died, and died because of the burning of his godhead. There will definitely be no possibility of resurrection in the future.

But in fact, there is no difference. If the future is really divided between gods and humans.

Then He will inevitably be gradually forgotten by people.

Gods who are forgotten by living creatures usually have no possibility of resurrection.

He slowly raised his head and looked behind the bar.

But at this moment, the person standing behind the bar was not Char, but Dionysus.

He is wearing a bartender's uniform and mixing a cocktail with a shaker.

Zeus frowned slightly, walked over slowly, and sat down in front of Dionysus.

"Why didn't you go to the war?" Zeus said.

Dionysus placed the prepared cocktail in front of Zeus.

Zeus recognized the glass of wine. It was the cocktail called "Thunder" that the previous person had mixed for himself. This was the name he named it.

"Because I already know the answer." Dionysus said quietly, "These thousands of years have taught me one thing. The gods are destined to withdraw from the stage of history."

He raised his eyes and looked at Zeus, "Do you really think that the demise and resurrection of the gods were some kind of accidental event?"

Zeus recalled himself burning his godhead out of control.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, "What kind of power is that?"

"In the predetermined destiny, the gods have slept forever thousands of years ago, but a will revived the gods, and the ultimate goal is to destroy all living things, including the gods." Dionysus Said silently.

He looked at Zeus, "This is also the reason why you lost control."

"What will?"

"The world itself," said Dionysus.

"Gaia?" Zeus frowned.

"Beings with higher rules than Gaia, the gods are actually the tentacles extended by his power." Dionysus whispered with deep eyes, "But we didn't notice it at all."

A chill shot from Zeus's tailbone straight to his forehead.

He came back to his senses, frowned slightly and said, "But everything didn't go as he wished."

"Yes." Dionysus said with emotion, "Because the decline of the gods and the continuation of mankind are determined by fate and another will."

The scene of the reversal of time and space and the terrifying giant hand falling from the sky appeared in Zeus's mind.

He looked around and recalled the man who claimed to be the husband of the three goddesses of destiny.
Zeus is not a fool, so some guesses quickly emerged in his mind.
"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" said Zeus.

Dionysus sighed, "I only know these details a few minutes before you do. And"

He raised his eyes and looked at Zeus, "Even the three goddesses of fate can't make you afraid. How can my words stop you?"

Zeus fell silent, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "You are right."

He raised the drink named Thunder in front of him and drank it in one gulp, then raised his head and looked at Dionysus.

“After the fall of the gods, neither Hades nor Poseidon will be as powerful as they were in the past.

But you are different. As the only being who is still active in the world even after thousands of years of sleep, your godhead will be extremely adaptable to the future."

After a pause, he took a deep breath and continued, "Apollo is very smart, but he has no ambition and is too rational. His ideal is poetry and distance. Not to mention Ares, he is too arrogant.

And you are a little too loose and free. He stared at Dionysus, "But you will be a little different after a thousand years than you were in the past." "

Dionysus had no words, just silence.

"Olympus, the next step may be left to you," Zeus whispered softly.

"I can't predict what the future will be like, but I know that the future must be fought for by myself, so I resisted fate, but failed.

I have never regretted any of this. For me, dying on the battlefield is better than falling into a long sleep for unknown reasons in the future."

Zeus stared at Dionysus.

"Then. Farewell, child."

After saying all this, the power that supported His body finally dissipated.

His indestructible divine body began to disintegrate into countless golden rays, and then gradually dissipated into the void.
Dionysus quietly stared at the position where Zeus had just sat, silent and speechless.

But soon, a voice came from his side.

"I prefer people with a fighting spirit."

Dionysus turned his head and saw Char's figure appearing on the seat on the other side.

And beside him, a little girl who looked four or five years old appeared at some point. She was wearing a small dress, pink and jade, very cute.

However, her eyes did not look like those of a child of this age, as if she had experienced many years, and there was some depression and resentment in her eyes.

"Thank you," Dionysus said.

Char raised his eyebrows.

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to see Him one last time," He continued.

"It's just a little effort." Xia Ya said.

Dionysus turned his head to look at the girl beside Char and asked.

"who is she?"

"She is my daughter now." Xia Ya smiled.

After a pause, Xia Ya continued, "Her name is Gaia."

Dionysus's pupils shrank slightly and he turned his attention to Gaia.

"He has stayed in a closed space for too long. Although he can overlook the entire world from a high position, there are some things that he can never know in that space."

Xia Ya said quietly.

"She has a lot to learn."

He raised his head and looked at Char, his eyelids slightly closed.

"Do you hate Him?"

Dionysus came back to his senses and said quietly, "If this war is destined to fail, then I don't think he will allow himself to live in this era when the gods have declined."

He raised his hand, took off his apron, and hung it on the hook on the wall behind him.

"What are you going to do?" Xia Ya asked.

"He gave Olympus to me." Dionysus continued, "This war always has an ending, doesn't it?"

After saying that, he slowly disappeared from the spot.
For a moment, the whole bar fell silent. Xia Ya raised his hand silently, and the golden Holy Grail appeared in his hand. A bottle of wine in the wine cabinet in front of him flew out automatically, and opened the cork, tilted it slightly, and the purple cup appeared in his hand. The red wine just flowed into the glass quietly.
"You might as well just seal me." Gaia said angrily, "Are you deliberately humiliating me by turning me into this?"

"It's very good. Having a sense of shame means that you are very close to someone."

Xia Ya nodded.

"You forced me to have some extra stuff!" she said.

He turned his head to look at Gaia, his eyelids closed.

"You will live with a being that is very similar to humans in the future. It is also a benefit to know human thinking patterns in advance, isn't it?" (End of Chapter)