spartan ancestor

Hyacinthus has always been narrow-minded, and when he left Sparta, he really took the lightning pillar with him.

When returning to Vulcan’s workshop, Hades came to Hephaestus with Death to deal with some sundries. Athena took the opportunity to strike up a conversation and tried to fish: “What are you going to do with Poseidon? Throw it in the crying river to do hard labor? He can't be convinced, the divine power will come back sooner or later, and maybe he will sue Zeus at that time."

The god of death felt that her question was quite fresh: "Do you care about this? I thought that you are the most likely to sue Zeus out of everyone. After all, you are his good daughter, and you should be eager to let him know that there is a big threat here. , Let him hurry up and solve Yashin himself."

"..." Athena fell into a sudden silence.

After a while, she said dryly: "I can't do this. In fact, after being deprived of Godhood by Hyacinthus, I recovered a memory like Poseidon, but I... I haven't been able to digest it, So I haven't said anything yet."

"?" Hyacinth leaned against the window sill.

"I...you should all know my mother's story?"

Recalling the old story, Athena's bright eyes were full of gloom: "At the beginning, she was pursued by Zeus, and she changed into various forms to escape, but Zeus succeeded in the end. After she became pregnant, Zeus swallowed her. For his father had cursed him, that the son my mother bore him would overthrow him as he overthrew his own father—"

The gods are different from humans, and Athena knew it from birth.

When she was still in her mother's womb, she knew about the entanglement between her parents. Finally, in order to give her a chance to see the sun again, her mother Metis passed on her wisdom and godhead to her, and tried every means to make Athena be born.

Athena's face was ugly: "Ever since I was an adult, I have always wanted to overthrow the rule of Zeus and save my mother from Zeus' belly."

"I remember you did this?" Reaper recalled, "Many gods participated in this coup, such as Apollo and Hera... But in the end, you didn't fight each other for power because of Zeus' instigation. Did Zeus fail in his chance to get away? The God Queen Hera was still hanging in the air for public display, and it took a long time before Zeus reluctantly let her down in order to appease the anger of the people."

"Continuous struggle for power?" Athena's eyes showed a fierce self-hatred, "Do you think which of us has the need to fight for power?"

"Would that idiot Apollo want to be the king of gods? I participated in this coup just to save my mother. Hera wanted Zeus to be loyal to him, and only Poseidon would covet the position of king of gods."

So, according to this, the interests of these people do not conflict?

The god of death said strangely: "Then why do you have internal strife and give Zeus a chance to come back?"

Athena glanced deeply at the people present: "Because of what I'm going to talk about next—fate."

"..." Yacintos moved slightly outside the window, and couldn't help but look back at Aka.

After learning that Hyacinthus had exposed his vest, this man didn't even bother to pretend. Now he was standing not far away with his face downcast, with no intention of eavesdropping. Things have long been known.

Athena took a deep breath: "You may think it's nothing. No matter how annoying fate is, isn't it just the golden thread woven by the three fate sisters?"

"But what if I told you otherwise?"

"Think about me, think about how I hate Zeus so much, why have I acted like a good girl all these years?"

Compared with the indifferent Aka outside the window, the gods in the room seem to overreact.The god of death probably guessed something, and took an exaggerated breath. No matter how bad the others were, they looked like Hades, their faces darkened.

This obviously cannot be listened to with an attitude of small talk.

Hephaestus pulled out some benches, and everyone sat down by the fire.

Yacintos looked at the changes in the room, narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and hooked Aka to his side, and lowered his voice: "Didn't you say that if you mention...that person's name, you will be heard? Should we go stop them?"

"..." The indifference on A-Ka's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes moved away slightly, "No need."

Yacintos was puzzled: "? You were not..."

The rest of the words were stopped by Aka's extended hand.

Aka's eyes flickered a little, and he turned Jacintos's face back to the window sill, and said in a low, uncomfortable voice, "Because... I wanted to kiss you at that time."

For such a long time, whenever night fell and he lit a candle silently, he would always think of his previous life.

Yacintos' resistance to the darkness is like invisible cold water, whenever his heart moves slightly because of Yasin's teasing, it will pour down to wake him up.

But that day... Hyacinthus suddenly said that because of him, he was no longer afraid of the dark.

This sentence moved him more than the usual teasing, it was like lifting the mountain that was pressing on him for an instant, making him stand in the dark and uncontrollably emotional for a long time.

So when Hyacinthus spoke about fate, he didn't want to hear that spoiler, and he didn't want fate to hear the rest of it...

Aka looked away, not wanting to dissect his psychology so frankly, he held Jacintos' chin lightly with his fingers, not letting him turn his head, and whispered in Jacintos' ear: "Stop talking, she's about to speak .”

The gods inside have already found a good position, and Athena has also organized the language: "After that failed coup, I didn't understand for a long time why I had no head and no head when I obviously had no interest in the position of God King." Brainly joined the fray."

"This doubt lasted for a long time, until one day, I responded to the sacrifice of a small island resident in the ocean. When I landed on their island, I saw another island emerging from the fog in the distance. The resident said that it was Destiny Three. The abode of the Goddess."

Athena's body stiffened, obviously the memory on the island was extremely unpleasant to her: "I didn't think too much at the time, I just recalled the bad past, and wanted to go to the island to have a theory with the three goddesses of fate, and let them rewrite these absurd things. Due to my fate, I was able to save my mother."

She paused for a moment, and the inexplicable silence made her feel trembling: "That's when I saw him——destiny."

"?" Death couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean? You speak as if fate is a person."

"He is!" Athena glanced over, like a sharp blade, "No one knows that fate has given birth to its own mind. Everyone thinks that fate is ruled by the three goddesses of fate."

"From the perspective of relatives, the three sisters of fate are the fifth or sixth generation of gods. Does it sound less threatening? But if it is not the three goddesses of fate that really control the trajectory of all of us, but 'fate' What about itself? He may have existed from the moment Chaos was born! The three goddesses of fate are just maids who follow his will and weave the thread of fate for him!"

Hephaestus couldn't help frowning: "This is just your guess—"

"It's not a guess!" After Athena finished speaking, she realized that she was too emotional, so that the volume was raised all the way, and the negative sentence just now was almost shouted out.

"..." She calmed down, and whispered with a little unsteady breath, "Because I saw him with my own eyes. It's on that island."

There was a bit of sadness in Athena's bright eyes, and more of hatred: "He doesn't seem to care that I found His traces, or in other words, he showed up on purpose for me to see."

"I didn't know it at the time. He was only thinking about those bad pasts, but He acted very friendly, like a considerate elder, patiently listening to everything I complained—"

"I thought I could change my fate."

"I thought my mother would be free."

There was a little water in Athena's eyes: "Until he smiled and nodded, stood up and applauded like an audience after enjoying the performance, and then told me——"

He said, "Impossible, silly girl."

"You can't overthrow Zeus, because he is my God-King. He will wear a crown on his throne until Ragnarok."

"You can't save your mother, because my god king needs a wise man to advise him with all his heart."

"Go back, why do you let these annoying little things bother you? Let go of your worries, you will be Zeus's favorite daughter."

Then, she left.

Those struggles that have persisted until now, those angers that have been fooled by fate, and all the emotions that are surging and screaming unwillingly, all remain on that island.

She forgot why she fought for her mother, and began to wonder why she had to fight against her father in the past. Those hurdles that she had been unable to overcome had become trivial things that were not worth mentioning and could be easily let go, as fate had said.

She really became the good daughter of Zeus.

"...The scariest thing is that during this period, I didn't realize there was anything wrong with it." Athena's fingers were unconsciously pinched, and she said dryly, "It seems that all the changes came from The heart is voluntary."

"I no longer look at Zeus and feel resentful. Even when I think of my mother, I just feel uncomfortable."

"Although the idea of ​​overthrowing Zeus again and rescuing my mother occasionally surfaced, I never put it into action."

But as long as it can emerge occasionally, it is enough.

It was enough for her to think of her mother immediately when she saw Hyacinthus, hesitated not to attack Hyacinthus immediately, and hesitated not to report the threat to Zeus immediately, and then, she was killed by Hyacinthus Jin Lei took away the godhead.

"That feeling is very strange." Athena touched her chest, "I don't know if you have any. It's like...something rooted in the soul has been pulled out along with the godhead."

"So that after the godhead left the body, for a while, I felt as if half of my soul had been hollowed out."

It was also at that time that those forgotten memories came back like a tide, filling every inch of the hole in her soul.

Just like a pot of fake wine mixed with water by a black-hearted businessman, the white water poured in after being skimmed is finally refilled with the part of the real wine that was originally taken away by the businessman.

The Grim Reaper has never experienced Godhead deprivation, and the description of Athena is unclear. Therefore, Hephaestus and Hades present fell silent.

Athena: "I'm guessing—just guessing. Could it be fate's control over me that Yashin's golden tears took away? So those memories that were forced to be forgotten by fate have returned to my mind."

"I don't know how he did it, how he could have golden tears that even Hephaestus couldn't make, but he may be my hope to save my mother."

It was also her hope of apologizing to Amphitrite.

She knew that Amphitrite suffered from Poseidon's infidelity for a long time after she became the queen of the sea.

But Amphitrite's character has always been stubborn. After struggling painfully, she resolutely decided to empty her unfaithful husband and prepare to drive Poseidon from the throne.

Later...then it was she who inexplicably described the three goddesses of fate to Amphitrite, and finally lured her friend to the island. After Amphitrite came back, she never said anything about driving Poseidon away. s arrangement……

Thinking about it now, maybe it was another fate's arrangement that made her ruin her friend's future.

Speaking of all the things, one after another, one by one, it is outrageous.Hearing that, Death's face became paler and paler, and no one spoke in the workshop for a long time.

After a long while, just as Hyacinths digested the information in Athena's words and was about to push the door in, Hades, who had been sitting silently all this time, suddenly stood up, waved his sleeves and opened the door, and the breath of death in the underworld was swept away like thick smoke. The roll swept towards him, wrapping Hades in his arms and quickly flew to the portal of the underworld.

He suddenly remembered one thing, remembering that he had been "grounded" in the underworld in a disguised form since he accepted the godhead.

Before listening to Athena's words, he didn't even think about whether it had something to do with fate, until this moment.

The golden tears of Hyacinthus had robbed him of his divinity, and he had indeed felt the feeling Athena described.

If, as Athena guessed, what Jinlei took away was fate's control over him, would it be—

Will he be able to walk freely in the world, and will no longer feel burning pain from the sun, and will no longer be out of balance due to the power of the moonlight?

Beside the gate of hell, the three-headed dog that was sitting next to Cub Zai, frantically wagging its tail and courting him, was startled by the passing master of the underworld, and its long hair was scraped off its back and side by the force of death.

The portal of the underworld suddenly opened under the impact of Pluto's slightly rough divine power, and the bright sunlight leaned on Hades without hindrance.

There was no burning pain, and no trace of divine power flowed out of the body.

He stood at the edge of the green grass in the world, the power of death crawled obediently at his feet, briskly walked around the weeds quivering in the breeze, and shook off the dewdrops on his shoes.

The sun soaked his cold black robe softly, and he raised his face slightly, as if he heard the shackles that had been worn for a long time being completely broken.

Hades indulged himself to stand in the sun for a long time, until the sheep grazing next to him began to hump him impatiently, and then turned back to the underworld.

When he flew back to the workshop, he patted the wool on his calf, and heard Hyacinthus asking Athena in the room: "Have you seen fate? What does he look like?"

Athena had already taken advantage of the time when Hades was verifying her conjecture to sort out her emotions: "I'm not sure, compared to what he looks like... He is more like an impression, like when he first wanted to win my trust, I thought he looked like a kind elder, but after tearing off the disguise, I thought he looked like a villain with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and vicious eyes."

Athena looked anxiously: "Wearing a black robe counts?"

Hyacinthus: "...Forget it, nine out of ten people who don't want to show their faces on the street are all black cloaks. Isn't Hades also wearing a black robe?"

Hades: "??"

Hades decided not to argue with Jacintos for the sake of his good mood, and turned to look at Hephaestus: "You have also been deprived of your godhead, do you feel any changes before and after?"

"..." Hyacinthus scratched his face, wanted to say something but didn't say it.

He felt that the conjecture that "the golden thread took the godhead in order to release the control of fate" was not necessarily accurate. For example, the god of death and the god of sleep have not been taken away so far. Could it be that they are not controlled by fate?

What about Amphitrite?She has always been controlled by fate, but she has not been deprived of her godhead. What is the reason?

"I..." Hephaestus looked like he was about to cry, "I didn't feel anything, I'm still ugly and lame, the only difference is that I don't have a wife."

The Grim Reaper, on the other hand, thought deeply at this time, and found a new way: "No, why are you no different, aren't we different?"

Hades nodded in agreement, and his mouth became more venomous: "Before taking away the godhead, you have nothing but a mother who hates you, ignores your father, betrays your wife, and a large group of sons who are not your own. Now after The two oil bottles are no longer your troubles, you still have us—at least I unilaterally consider you a friend."

Hephaestus: "..."

While it's touching to admit he's a friend, can you fucking friend say something that won't bring the friendship to an end.

Is it okay to have a large group of sons who are not my own? ?

The god of death hastened to support his boss: "There are many girls and boys who want you in the underworld, but you just stay in the workshop every day and don't give them a chance—did you have any when you were on Mount Olympus?"

Hades finally remembered to say something human: "Yes. The control of fate may not be something obvious."

The shackles have been lifted, and Hades has no burden to speak of. He said lightly: "I used to rarely leave the underworld. In fact, it was because every time I left, I would lose my divine power. It was equivalent to being trapped in the underworld by an invisible cage. But just now I Try it, this shackle no longer exists, I think the control imposed by fate on you may be similar to this? For example, lifelong loneliness? Can you only forge iron in the workshop of Olympus?"

"..." Hephaestus was dumbfounded.

The god of death encouraged: "I believe you will have more in the future. Friends, lovers... Please, there are so many beautiful girls and boys in Elysee, as long as you slow down a little when you are doing the renovation... Anyway Give them a chance to catch up with you, and you'll see how popular you can be. They don't even have the trouble of dying of old age—"

Before Death finished speaking, Ares, who opened his mouth blankly and remained silent for a while, jumped up almost at the same time as Athena and nodded frantically: "Yes, slow down."

I sincerely beg to give them a chance to breathe, otherwise they are afraid that they will die in the labor of Hephaestus before they have enjoyed the warm and fragrant wife for a few days, or the day they have not seen their mother rescued .

The desire to touch the fish broke the somewhat heavy atmosphere for a while, Hyacinthus also nodded, and said to Hephaestus: "That's right, be happy——I also brought you a gift from Neruu."

He motioned for A-Ka to move the lightning pillar in, pointing and jokingly said, "I'll give you Zeus to play with."

"..."

To be honest, it is obvious that the iron pillar without divine power cannot be Zeus.

But there was lightning on the top of the bald iron pillar, and it was Hyacinthus who said it... what could not happen under Hyacinthus?

The gods thought about it, and they really took it seriously. Athena couldn't help covering her face and muttering: "No way? This...is Zeus?"

Mother, her mother has not been rescued from the belly of Zeus yet!Now this iron pillar... uh, this iron pillar, where is the belly?

Outside the door, Hypnos poked his head in sleepily. He had just heard the report from the soldiers that Pluto suddenly entered and exited the portal of the underworld, and hurried over to ask, "What Zeus?"

Hypnos glanced at the door naturally, and the eye-catching lightning pillar instantly caught his attention with crackling electric light: "—Zeus! Yashin, how did you turn him into a pillar?! "