Do not wake up the gods of the abyss [Greek mythology]

The dense forest where the two male gods are located is not far from the city of Patras. They decided to hide their identities and go on foot.

Apollo summoned a white dove to lead the way. After walking for a while, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps not far away.

"Someone is coming." Apollo said.

Tartarus nodded.

He has never seen a human being. Although he heard Apollo's reminder, he didn't have any concept.

A dark-skinned hand appeared on the slope not far away. Accompanied by a few heavy panting, a burly middle-aged man climbed up from the slope. He was dressed in clothes made of animal skin and looked very rough.

Tartarus found that there was not much difference between "human beings" and "gods" in appearance, which made it difficult for him to distinguish them.

As soon as the animal skin man climbed up the slope, he was shrouded in a shadow by the two male gods. He was very vigilant, and the first time he grabbed a stone, he was about to throw it at the two male gods. When he saw the object clearly, he let go. Tone: "Two little brothers, you really scared me!"

Tartarus frowned, feeling that "people" were not very good at judging.He is not scary, nor is Apollo, how could he? Be scared?

The middle-aged man was very enthusiastic. He introduced himself as a hunter in the mountains, but he had a special mission to go up the mountain today. He wanted to bring a medicinal herb to the doctor in the city.In the process of searching for medicinal herbs, he encountered a poisonous snake, and just escaped from death, he met two male gods and was really frightened by them.

The enthusiastic Orion is very good at telling stories. He told the experience of escaping from Shekou so vividly that people broke into a cold sweat after listening to him.

Tartarus listened carefully and focused his eyes, reminding Apollo of children in the human world, who love to hear thrilling stories.He smiled and didn't make a sound.

Orion got the feedback from Tartarus' eyes, and his interest was very high. He puffed up his chest and wanted to make up the story a little more exaggeratedly, so Tartarus said calmly: "Listen to your description, the snake is not long, it can be A battle."

"What?" Orion didn't respond.

"You should not run away," said Tartarus. If you beat the snake, you could eat its flesh.Has Tartarus forgotten the snake meat dish he prepared? The meat is tender and delicious, but there are many bones.

Orion choked, and said after a while: "Little brother, persuading people to die is not a good virtue."

Tartarus pursed his lips: "Being defeated before a battle is not a good character."

Orion's face turned blue and purple all of a sudden.

Apollo knew Tartarus's mouth, so he changed the subject: "Tal, have you seen the tree in front? The red fruit hanging on it is what I told you, unique to Patras wild fruit."

He called him Tal and dropped the honorific.

Tartarus glanced at Apollo.

Apollo didn't look at him. He walked under the tree, climbed a branch with his impressive height, and handed it to Tartarus: "Do you want to try it?"

The fruits are small, bright red ones, hanging among the green leaves, so tender that they seem to be able to drip water.Tartarus was so attracted by the fruit that he didn't think about calling it anymore.

Apollo passed the branch in front of him again, and Tartarus took it, picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth, the sweet and sour taste burst between his teeth.

"You eat too." He shared with Apollo.

Apollo was disrespectful, picked a few wild fruits, and ate them.

Orion looked at it, and the more he felt that the two male gods in front of him were not like ordinary people, but rather young nobles who were ignorant of the world - otherwise, they wouldn't have said the words "snakes don't grow long, they can fight".It is estimated that I have heard too many adventure stories, and my mind is full of romantic feelings of becoming a brave man.

With a thought, he said enthusiastically, "You brothers have such a good relationship!" He was not very good at flattery, so he could only praise people's good relationship in a regular manner, thinking that if he succeeded in currying favor with the two nobles, he might get some benefits.

Unexpectedly, his flattery would not work, Tartarus looked at him and said seriously: "We are not brothers."

"Ah..." Orion felt a little embarrassed.

I heard Tartarus add: "We are tens of millions of years apart."

Orion twitched his lips and looked at Apollo: "I didn't expect that, your brother likes to joke."

Of course he didn't believe it.

For short-lived humans, Tartarus' statements are ridiculous and exaggerated.

"I am not joking," said Tartarus.

Apollo affirmed him: "We Tal never lie."

The name "Our Tar" is very strange. Tartarus has never been called that before, and he has a subtle feeling in his heart.

When Orion saw that Apollo was still following Tartarus' words, he couldn't help thinking, could there be something wrong with the spirit of the youth in black robes?The young man with blond hair actually followed him.It's incredible!

While talking, the three of them walked for a short distance.Orion heard the sound of rushing water, and laughed: "I'm going to get some water, goodbye?, goodbye?!"

When Orion walked away, Apollo saluted Tartarus: "Please forgive me for being rude, Abyss God. In front of humans, we need to keep a low profile. With their short lifespan of a hundred years, it is unimaginable that we have spent thousands of years. Ten thousand years of time. In front of human beings, please be worthy of my brother."

"Okay," Tartarus accepted this, and asked, "Then what will I call you?"

Apollo froze for a moment, his eyes shone brightly: "You can call me Phoebus."

Phoebus means light.He was born on the island of ignorance and brought light to the world.He is brilliant, the scorching sun of the world.The mother goddess once hugged him tenderly and called him that affectionately, which was the most secret tenderness in his heart.

"Phobos!" Tartarus tried to call out.

"Well, I'm here." Apollo responded positively, as if the vegetation in the forest responded to the grace of the sun, so gentle and pious.

Tartarus pursed his lips, expressing his feelings: "I'm not used to it."

Apollo was a little confused and a little bit disappointed: "Can I hear you tell me the reason?" He didn't expect to exchange such a close nickname with the Abyss God, but it always made him lose it when he was within reach. Difficult to accept.

For Tartarus, there is nothing that cannot be said.He confessed: "For me, you are Apollo. When you are called Phoebus, it seems to be another god. I am not used to it."

He emphasized once again that he was not used to speaking very self-sufficiently. Apollo was not angry when he heard this, but instead smiled: "I see, you just follow your own habits."

For the God of the Abyss, the name "Apollo" already has its own unique meaning. It is the only and irreplaceable existence. He should be happy, shouldn't he?

Apollo told himself so.His brows and eyes stretched, his smile became more sincere, and even the wind in the mountains couldn't help but slow down a little, wanting to stay in front of the handsome God of Light.

Tartarus was not confused by Apollo's smile, he grabbed the key information, frowned and asked, "Can I continue to call you Apollo?"

Apollo readily agreed: "You can do whatever you want."

Tartarus immediately asked the second question: "Didn't you say that you should keep a low profile?"

There is no inevitable connection between these two questions, but Apollo understood, and the smile on his face froze slightly.

Tartarus stared at him, and seriously discussed with him: "If I can call you Apollo, you can also call me Tartarus, can't you?"

That's right.

Humans worship gods, and like to take names related to gods, and even name newborn babies directly after gods.Most of the gods in Olympus can't help this, sometimes? Sometimes there is more than one Apollo and one Artemis on the street.When they walk in the world, it doesn't matter if they use their own names directly. At most, they are regarded as believers of the God of Light and the God of Abyss.

Apollo sighed and changed his address: "Yes, you are right, Tartarus."

One Apollo, one Tartarus.

It seems to have shortened the distance, but it still seems to be far away.

"Call me again," said Tartarus.

Apollo listened to him: "Tartaros."

There was no change in Tartarus' snow-like face. He thought for a while and said, "Just call me Tar."

Apollo was slightly surprised.

Tartarus said, "When you called me Tartarus, you didn't call Tartar nice."

In fact, it's a question of tone. When the full name is called, it will inevitably appear unfamiliar.

Apollo didn't know how to explain it, so he simply ignored the question and only called out softly, "Tal."

Gentle as the wind, gently blowing.

Tartarus imitated his expression and curled the corners of his mouth: "Well, I'm here."

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