Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

A sculpture, a sculpture of a woman. She was exquisite, like a real living creature. When she was placed in the center of the hall, the gods couldn't help but fall in love with her.

"This is."

Keenly aware of the difference in this statue, Hera felt the touch of authority.

Zeus had not told him about this so-called gift, and she did not know about the existence of this sculpture beforehand, if she was really a sculpture.

As the god in charge of fertility, the Queen felt similar power in her body. If nothing else, it is reproduction and the source of new life.

And a dead thing shouldn't have this kind of power.

"She is the gift I prepared. I asked the Cyclops to carve her carefully, and let our new friend, the embodiment of love and beauty, give her peerless beauty. And I gave her a beautiful heart - to Everything is done with a desire to explore and learn, which I guess isn’t a bad thing, right.”

With a smile on his face, Zeus looked at the gods present.

"Prometheus created man, so today we will create woman. And you, Epimetheus, you will be the beginning of it all."

"You will awaken her yourself, and then marry her under the witness of Hera and I."

"Where is His Majesty Pluto? Do we need to wait for him?"

With the first one, the remaining gods also sent their own unique gifts.

But just when he stretched out his hand, Zeus's expression suddenly changed.

Shaking his head slightly, Zeus had suppressed the previous discomfort.

"Now, it's up to you to give life to your future wife. She was born because of you and will also be your other half."

In a pun, the Queen took the lead in blessing the statue of the girl.

In short, the late-minded Fool seemed to be satisfied with this. He bent slightly and thanked the God King.

"That's not necessary."

"This is a gift from Pluto to you. All the gods in Hades have contributed. It can absorb all disasters and misfortunes that come close to you. However, Pluto has specifically warned you not to open this lid."

"Although Hades did not come in person, he is already grateful to the man who created man. He and the gods of the underworld worked together to create a treasure, let it be used as a gift for your marriage."

Looking at the clay pot in his hand with his clear eyes, Epimetheus responded respectfully.

Giving a creature to a god as a wife is not really a reward, but considering that Epimetheus and his brother always like to be with humans, it doesn't seem to be an insult.

"Who are you, who am I, and who are they?"

Finally, when each god has given his blessing, the god king is also ready to give her an additional gift-wisdom. Because he discovered that extraordinary wisdom may not necessarily be a good thing, but it can breed arrogance and arrogance.

"what happened?"

Just now, she felt a very strange aura on Zeus's body, just like when her sister was pregnant.

The newly born woman blinked her big bright eyes. She looked at the god standing in front of her and said her first words:

She looked at Zeus, and although Hera was dissatisfied with his previous concealment, she still didn't say anything.

After Demeter gave birth to her daughter, she hid it in an unknown valley and let her grow up there instead of coming to Olympus. Hera knew that the other party was on guard against her, but she knew about it early on.

After speaking, a beautiful ornate clay pot appeared in Zeus's hand, covered with a copper top and inlaid with gorgeous gems.

Zeus actually told Aphrodite about this in private before today. This is what Hera really cares about. Although she is very confident in her beauty, the other person is the embodiment of love and beauty.

"Otherwise, he might have to come and collect extra payment."

Just like every time in the past, Hades did not come to Olympus, he was still alone in the underworld.

"I wish her a happy and faithful marriage and that she will never be betrayed."

With a slight smile, Zeus stretched out his hand to signal.

".Nothing, I just have a little headache."

The gods completed the blessing, but as if they noticed something, a god reminded him.

Noticing something was wrong with the people around her, Hera couldn't help but ask.

Nodding, Zeus first looked at his sister, who was also his wife.

It would be ridiculous if, as a god in charge of fertility, he didn’t even know about the children born to his two closest people. But considering that she was just a weak goddess, she just pretended not to know.

".As you command, Your Majesty."

Her skin became rosy and blood-colored, her heartbeat began to beat, and finally, when her eyes began to move, she was completely alive.

"As long as you're satisfied, then, who comes first?"

With a forced smile, Zeus withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened. The gods present did not pay attention to this little incident, except for Hera, who looked a little suspicious.

"Thank you for your gift, Your Majesty."

Yes, a jar, not a box, that's what it is. It was only in the dissemination and translation of later generations that its image gradually changed. Holding it up with his right hand, Zeus handed it to Epimetheus.

Demeter gave her youthful vitality, and flowers bloomed everywhere she passed; Hestia gave her shelter and warmth, and from then on few things in the world could hurt her; the Poseidon, who had not yet arrived in his true form, also used his authority to Thanks to her different gifts, he made her walk flat on the water and stopped the waves.

Regardless of her own appearance, the artifact belt accompanying Aphrodite alone can make the wearer the focus of all male eyes. Hera does not want Zeus to have another child.

After all, the God King has always been like this, at least this sculpture is not prepared for himself. Just feeling Aphrodite's blessing, Hera couldn't help but become wary of that goddess.

It was time to end everything for today, and he approached the sculpture standing on the ground.

Cutting his palm open, Epimetheus let his blood stain the stone statue. Visible to the naked eye, the girl gradually gained life from a dead object.

"You are Pandora, 'the woman of all gifts.' I am Epimetheus, your creator and your future husband; and they are the gods, the masters of this world."

The God of Beauty's blessing took effect more completely. Looking at the girl in front of him, Epimetheus couldn't help but feel moved for a moment. Facing the girl's questions, he patiently answered them.

"Then why did you create me?"

Pandora continued to ask.

"For my brother and I created man, and now there should be woman. You are the first woman and you will be my wife."

After stroking the clay pot in his hand, Epimetheus handed it to Pandora.

"The gods have given you all their blessings, but only Pluto's share has been transformed into this clay pot. Now, I give it to you as a witness of all this."

After speaking, Epimetheus turned around. With such a beautiful wife, he seemed a little impatient.

"Do you have any other orders, Your Majesty?"