Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

The words of the goddess of justice were still very effective. After holding a banquet for his three daughters, the God King left Olympus.

He planned to meet the two goddesses who were sisters in name but actually not as big as him. In the past, whether it was Earth Mother or Rhea, they all left a bad impression on Zeus, who is now the king of gods.

He needed a divine queen, but it couldn't be like those two. She should put the interests of the God King first, not anything else. So he had to observe them for a while to know what kind of gods they were.

In this way, the God King wandered between the sacred mountains and the ocean, long-forgotten humans walked on the earth, a high tower was built in the moon, and the chaotic weather was gradually calmed down.

Until that day, when the God-King returned to Olympus with satisfaction, the son of Iapetus, whom he had not seen for a long time, suddenly came to pay him a visit.

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"Your Majesty, I will live up to your trust. I am ready."

He looked a little tired, but his eyes were bright and clear. Over the years, Prometheus found his younger brother, and the two created many lives together.

Even without the help of Iapetus, the two were still very successful. Now that all things have been realized, the Illuminati felt that it was time to create mankind.

"Very well, Prometheus, you're a little faster than I thought."

He nodded with satisfaction. In fact, the God King had been feeling a little anxious recently.

He wanted stronger power, preferably before Earth Mother woke up and Oceanus recovered, but he had no clue. Whenever he encounters difficulties, Zeus will think of his father.

If he had that kind of power, there should be nothing to worry about.

So Zeus was very happy when Prometheus told him that he was ready.

"Go, son of Iapetus, and use the materials I give you to create a new human race."

"No matter what the result is, please tell me as soon as you finish it. I will be on Mount Olympus, waiting to reward you."

Perhaps because fate has been twisted, Athena, who was supposed to participate in the creation of humans, has not yet been born, so she may be absent from this event. However, the creation of humans does not require the participation of the goddess of wisdom, just like Gaia's creation of silver humans.

Even among the five human centuries recorded in later myths, only one century of human beings was given breath by the goddess of wisdom, but this did not prevent humans in other centuries from being able to think.

"As you wish, Your Majesty, I will do my best."

He followed the order not only because of the order of the God King, but also because Prometheus himself wanted to do so. So he quickly left the sacred mountain and found his brother immediately.

He had asked the other party to wait here before, because the Illuminati also noticed the God King's abnormal enthusiasm for human beings. He predicted Zeus's reaction. Although he didn't know the reason, he knew that he would not stay in Olympus longer.

"Epimetheus, my brother, we can finally begin."

In a plain near rivers and forests, Prometheus ordered:

"Just like what we tried before, I give the body life, you give the body potential, and as for the souls, they can only hope for their own luck. In this way, each human being has what he is good at, and it is also convenient for me to remember them .”

Although they are brothers, they have always been like followers and leaders. The wise man who wakes up first makes a decision, and the fool who wakes up later follows suit. They have always been like this.

"But brother, why do you want to remember them?"

The stunned Houwauze seemed to be awakened by his brother. He looked at his brother with a confused look on his face.

"Everything is mortal. Although humans have wisdom, there are no exceptions. Even if you remember each of them, they will not stay with you for long."

".I created them, so I am responsible for them, even if they die."

After a moment of silence, Prometheus explained.

"But we have created many lives before, including birds and swimming fish. Some of them were created with my father, and some were tried to create over the years, but you have never cared about them so much."

As if he didn't see his brother's mood, Epimetheus continued to ask.

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After a longer silence, this sentence seemed to blame him for being partial, but Prometheus did not blame his brother. He was always so stupid, so it was reasonable to ask such an inappropriate question.

But it was reasonable, and he really didn't know how to answer. Ask yourself, Prometheus knows why he prefers humans so much.

Among the gods, the Illuminati was never known for his strength; all he could rely on was wisdom. Among the created beings, human beings have never been known for their strength. Their only characteristic is that they have thoughts similar to those of gods.

Any life will be biased, and so will the Illuminati. The reason why he cares so much about humans is actually just seeing another version of himself.

If humans were created by others, they would only be similar at best. But if he created it himself, it would be as if it was not a mortal thing created, but his own child who had no blood relationship.

"It's enough to do as I say, Epimetheus. I am the prophet Prometheus, a wise man recognized by the gods. What I want to do will naturally not be wrong."

"Now, get ready and let's complete the God King's order together."

Said bluntly, Prometheus didn't want to express his thoughts to his mouth, even if the other person was his brother. So he turned around, ignored his brother, and began to shape a human body.

Behind him, the foolish fool looked at his brother and felt a little regretful.

He can't see the future, and he doesn't know what human beings actually represent. It's just that past experience tells him that no matter how much emotion is invested in Prometheus, there will be no good results.

After all, the God-King who just took office would not want to create humans for no reason. The only thing that the God-King is keen on is his power. Perhaps there is some special value in human beings that they currently don't know about.

But no matter what this value is, when humans are created, there are only two possibilities.

They are useful, and then the god-king treats them as forbidden, at most sharing them with other powerful gods.

They are useless, so in order to continue his 'attempt', the God-King will just overthrow it and start over.

Therefore, it is inevitable that you will not get good results if you pour your emotions into something that is not destined to belong to you.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you come here quickly?"

Seeing that his brother was still in a daze in the west, Prometheus reprimanded him.

"Okay, I'll come right away."

After shaking his head, Epimetheus stepped forward as instructed. Divine power lit up in his hands, and finally, he decided to do what Prometheus asked him to do as usual.

He had tried to persuade Atlas in the past because he felt that no god could remain a god-king forever, but the other party scorned this. Now, he tried to persuade his brother again, but still to no avail.

Fortunately, the gods are immortal, so Epimetheus accepted this calmly. Maybe when they've been through enough, they won't do it again.

Only when you suffer losses can you learn lessons. This is true for both gods and humans.