[Greek Mythology] The weakest goddess will never be a slave!

Deep in Hades, on the banks of the Styx River, the river of vows, which is also famous among the gods of the sacred mountain, the gray-brown spring water glows faintly blue-purple under the light of the dark moon, and from time to time there is a palpitating scream of despair in the river, which is the gods who broke the oath and were pulled into the river.

On the banks of the River Styx stands a special palace where few gods dare to set foot in it, because it is a shrine that belongs to the elusive god, the three goddesses who preside over fate and ruthless punishment.

Quaint bricks and stones build this high temple one by one, twelve towering megalithic pillars are erected in the hall at an absolutely symmetrical angle, the divine power of fate pervades this temple, the megalithic pillars rotate unhurriedly, and the silver-blue silk threads formed by the movement of all life are wrapped around them, flowing in an orderly manner, passing through the two strange rings floating in the center, leaning down like a trickle, flowing to the sides of the three goddesses sitting at the bottom.

They were once the daughters of Nix, the goddess of the night, who had experienced a death due to unknown secrets, and with the help of the mother god, they were reborn with the power of Zeus, the king of the gods, and Themis, the goddess of justice.

In theory, they also have to call the controller of thunder a father.

The Moiles wore unpretentious gray robes, no ornate jewels, and three shaw-like faces under their long unadorned hair, but they were of different ages.

The little sister Croto has a delicate and youthful face, her white and tender hands are picking among the many silk threads, and her silver eyes are interested in selecting one of them, and her fingertips are shining faintly, weaving the silk thread of fate for it.

When he finished, he handed the silk thread to the second sister Laxis next to him, she looked middle-aged, with a mature charm all over her body, her golden eyes looked at the silk thread handed over by her sister, and after considering it, she drew a faint scratch in the silk thread, assigned fate, gave it a fickle auspicious blessing, and then handed it to the eldest sister Atropos next to her.

Atropos had an old face, gray eyes and no waves, and a wrinkled hand with a gold scissor neatly cut according to the sign made by Laksis.

With these few simple actions, the fate of the creatures represented by this silk thread has been ruled to be completed, and there is no way to change it.

The three goddesses worked in such an orderly manner, so lightly able to determine a person's life, no wonder the gods were afraid of these three goddesses and stayed away.

“...... My sisters, stop your work for now, a distinguished guest is visiting.

Atropos slowly lowered the golden scissors in her hand, and with her movements, the megalithic pillars above the hall slowly stopped rotating, and the verdict of fate was suspended at this moment.

As for how many people in the world were fortunate enough to temporarily escape the judgment of cruel fate, it is unknown, and the mystery of fate doomed them to not know the mystery of this.

"The great king of the gods, the controller of thunder, since he has already come, please come in."

With the words of the goddess, the gate of the Temple of Destiny slowly opened, a majestic goshawk flew in, an arc flashed, and the tall and handsome god king appeared in front of the three goddesses.

"Your Highness Atropos, your instincts are still sharp." Zeus looked kind, still calling the three goddesses in front of him His Highness, even if he was the father god of their body, but the real mother goddess of these three goddesses was still the primordial god who ruled the night, and his status was so high that he did not dare to climb this relationship.

"It's just a matter of fate." Atropos looked faint, and his gray eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, "I don't know what His Majesty the God King came to the Destiny Temple for this time?" Your destiny is not within the control of the Moiles.

As Moirai, Atropos did not dare to say that she was the manipulator of fate, she knew the impermanence and horror of fate, and they had paid a terrible price for trying to control fate long before ancient times.

Reborn, they are more cautious and humble about fate, and only consider themselves the spokespersons of fate, replacing the ethereal will of the world to perform the duty of governing the fate of all lives.

"Your Highness Atropos, I came this time because I was inspired by fate to ask you something."

The stakes were high, and Zeus did not have the patience to test it slowly, and said the purpose of his trip bluntly, although Prometheus also had the ability to foresee, Zeus did not trust him, so he chose to sneak to the underworld to seek the help of Moiles.

"Just some time ago, I had a dream, the gods of Olympus were dim, glory collapsed, the immortal gods lost their power, became old, and the gods ushered in dusk..." The

master of thunder looked deep, as mentioned earlier, he did not feel that his dreams were unreasonable, the gods did not need to sleep, let alone dream easily, once dreamed, it must be some warning about themselves, not to mention that Zeus is the head of the twelve main gods, and is the god king who rules the gods, his dreams, even more should not be taken lightly.

"Oh?" The young and beautiful Croto was surprised when he heard this, "Great God King, have you been warned from the world?

"I doubt that too, His Highness Croto." The other party's delicate face made Zeus subconsciously soften his expression, and his tone became gentle, I have to say that this king of gods can always have a set of operations for beauty.

"Fate is unpredictable, it is a collection of fixed numbers and variables, and the future is constantly changing, and the results will continue to change." The second sister Laxis, who is in charge of the blessings and misfortunes of fate, spoke, "Great king of the gods, the revelation in the dream may indicate a certain future that is most likely to encounter you, but it is not an inevitable end.

"So how can I avoid this ending?"

The established fate can be avoided, Zeus knew this well, he avoided the fate of being devoured by Kronos, and later devoured Metis in order to avoid fate, saving his position as god-king... At least for the time being, it was saved.

The

Moiles stopped speaking at this time, and Croto and Laxis looked at each other and looked at their eldest sister Atropos, they were not sure whether they would be swallowed by the world if they interfered with fate at will.

Atropos was also silent for a long time, so long that Zeus was almost breathless.

Finally, the old-looking goddess sighed, her gray eyes shone faintly, and dark lines as thick as ink appeared silently, and in the blink of an eye, the eldest of Moile used her authority to observe fate.

"Your Majesty the God King, I can't reveal more to you, except..."

Atropos closed his eyes, the black lines fading.

"Beware of humans, be careful of their potential and possibilities."

After saying these words, Atropos looked tired, and her already old face became as unbearable as a dead tree and decaying wood at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was the price for her to peek into the deepest secrets of fate.

“...... I see, thank you for your help, Moiles, and remember that there will always be a place for you on the sacred mountain. Zeus

, who had the wisdom of Metis, knew that he could no longer obtain more information from the goddess of fate, thanked the Moiles, once again conveyed the goodwill and sincerity from Mount Olympus to the Moiles, and turned into a goshawk and flew away from the temple.

"Atropos, our sister, you should know the price of interfering in fate, not to mention the fate of the gods..." The two sisters

felt sorry for the origin of the eldest sister's consumption, and hurriedly took her hand, and the divine power of the same origin continued to flow to Atropos to make up for the damage she had suffered.

"Alas... If this god-king came to inquire about his own prophecy, we could naturally ignore him, but this matter concerns the fate of the gods, and although we are the spokespersons of fate, we are also a race of gods, and this time, we should repay the kindness that this god-king and goddess Themis have reborn us. "

In ancient times, the great god of chaos, Kaos, created the world, followed by five primordial gods, the eternally solid foundation of the world, Gaia, the mother of the earth; the dark incarnation of hell in the depths of the earth, Tartarus; The original embodiment of love and desire, the most beautiful Eros; Dark Erebos; Knicks of the Night.

According to the established fate, the first god-king chosen by Kaos was not the starry Ouranos, but Eros, who had the power of love that even the primordial gods could not resist.

But the primordial gods were terrified of his power to manipulate hearts and desires, especially Gaia, the mother of the earth, whose endless intercourse and production exhausted her physically and mentally.

So several primordial gods joined forces, rebelled and changed their fate, they killed Eros, beat him back to his original form and integrated it into the rules everywhere, so that eros was no longer controlled.

But the price of rebelling against fate is undoubtedly heavy, several primordial gods have been eaten to varying degrees, the goddess of the night, Nix, the daughter who should have been born, the fate lord Anan who controls all fate, fate, fixed number, and days, was eaten back by the origin of fate, divided into three, and trapped in the mother body could not be born.

If it weren't for the fact that Zeus and Themis were daughters to escape the sanctions of fate, the Moiles would still be in the belly of their mother goddess.

Atropos closed his eyes and said nothing more, the divine power of fate in his hand once again sprang out, the huge stone pillar above the temple began to rotate slowly again, the sanctions of fate rolled again, those creatures who had escaped the judgment of fate, I don't know if they have the ability to resist the correction from fate again.

Zeus silently avoided the eyes and ears of Hades and returned to the sacred mountain of Olympus, sitting on the throne of the temple of the god king, constantly searching for the information he had obtained.

"Ragnarok

..." "The last thing Hera said in the dream was human..." "

Moile also told me to be careful of humans, be careful of their potential?"

What exactly is wrong with humans? When Prometheus created them, he had promised that they would be the most loyal servants and reliable assistants of the gods, and some time ago he was still begging himself to give the flame that mankind ignited through the artifact "thunder", and he faintly felt that something was wrong, and did not agree on the spot, but promised to seriously consider Prometheus' proposal to give human divine fire.

What is so special about human beings? It was worth this Titan God to bother so much, and the previous generation of Golden Terrans did not see him pay too much attention.

Thinking of this, Zeus stood up, used the authority of the god king, and quietly came to the world, he wanted to see what the creation of this group of Prometheus was worthy of the gods' fear.

The master of thunder hid his tall figure, covered his divine light, and easily blended into the crowd.

Under the care of Prometheus, these humans look carefree, and with the blessing of the goddess of life, Herb, their bodies are always at their strongest moment, so toned and agile, full of strength and beauty, except for the lack of divine power and huge body, they are so similar to the gods....

Zeus's heart was cold, and he inexplicably had some displeasure with these people.

They were strolling along the seashore in groups of threes and fives, as if discussing something, and Zeus approached them silently, and he heard the topic they were discussing.

"Is God eternal?"

The king of the gods also had a faster heartbeat because of these words, and he listened to the answer in the human mind.

"Of course, the great Prometheus and Herb created us, the gods guard us, and in our faith they are eternal."

This answer reassured Zeus, who was still respectful of the gods.

"But the gods look almost exactly like us, how can we tell the difference between man and god?"

"You are really a strange question, the gods have divine power and artifacts, of course, they are different from us."

“...... Is it that as long as we gain power and artifacts, we become gods? "

“...... Hush! Be careful with your words! If the gods hear, divine punishment will be punished! The

son of Kronos, who was hidden in the crowd, did not continue to follow the group of young men, and their conversation sent chills down his spine.

Without alerting anyone, he turned into a wisp of blue smoke and returned to his throne again.

The new humans, Prometheus gave them all the good qualities when he gave them souls, which made their hearts pure, flawless, and beautiful, and rewarded with pure gratitude and piety to the gods.

But they were so intelligent, and all kinds of good qualities prompted their wisdom to evolve, and they began to explore, experiment, and began to think about the nature of man and God.

That sentence, if you gain power and artifacts, can humans become gods? It really shocked him, and Zeus faintly felt that if human wisdom was allowed to continue to derive, their faith and devotion to the gods would become precarious in the future.

The Moiles told him to be careful about human potential and possibility....

The wisdom of Metis came into play at this moment, and Zeus snorted, and he suddenly understood that there were so many fires in this world, the stove fire of Hestia, the volcanic fire of Hephaestus, the sun fire of Apollo, why Prometheus indicated his thunder fire.

Because he devoured the primordial goddess of wisdom Metis, he absorbed her and fused her, and his thunder divine power was naturally infused with the divine power of this goddess, a primordial and purest wisdom.

Only his flame can accelerate the erection of human intelligence.

Zeus was furious, a fooled anger.

Prometheus, in a vain attempt to create a creation free from the control of the gods.

Human beings, but servants of the gods who provide faith, do not need wisdom, only foolish and chaotic people are better controlled....

The king of the gods, the master of thunder, he sat on the throne of God, his blue eyes flashing with a storm.