Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

In the human world, the sky is full of snow.

It was February and the ground was still covered with frost.

The rotation of the twelve star fields of the zodiac has just reached the center of the twelfth ecliptic plane. If it is in the distant future, maybe it will have another better name - Pisces.

Of course, it is difficult to guess whether it will get the same name in this life. At least for now, it is just an ordinary star field.

The cold wind is still howling, and it is said that "everything must be reversed at the extreme". This is a truth known to everyone, but often only the truly wise can see through the fog and see where the so-called "extreme" is.

There is undoubtedly no such existence in the human world at this moment. They cannot see through the struggle between the gods reflected behind the natural changes, so the bloodshed and disputes are becoming more and more intense. Many hatreds are forged at this time, and many cities are also affected by this. destroy.

The loser loses his life or dies quietly from hunger and cold. The victors are not happy either, because as long as this natural disaster is not over, they will continue to 'win'.

Then resentments began to pile up, and the curse of disaster began to spread... When facing a crisis, people always need a way to vent, and it happens that they just have someone to vent to.

That is of course not the goddess of agriculture. After all, in the eyes of humans, Demeter is the only god willing to personally help them. In the history of mankind, there was a very important existence. She brought disaster to the world and destroyed an era of mankind.

She is Pandora, an ominous woman. The meaning of this name was 'the woman with all gifts', but now, it is more understood as 'the source of all disasters'.

……

In the north of the mainland, on a trail outside an unknown valley.

A few jackdaws circled in the sky, making dry calls. The dead trees that had no branches and leaves were swaying in the wind, as if they were about to collapse in the next moment.

Wearing a soft hat on his head, he held a wooden stick stained with blood. Under the falling snow, a young man walked in front, and behind him, an extremely beautiful woman followed suit.

The cold wind blew into the valley, creating a unique echo, accompanied by the gentle footsteps of the two people. They looked like they had come a long way, but there was no sign of fatigue in them.

"Are you still thinking about those people you met before?"

The stick poked the ground, and for Epimetheus, although he didn't need it to make sure the road under the snow was smooth, he still used it as needed.

Along the way, he had become accustomed to pretending to be an ordinary mortal, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"I just don't understand... why they're looking at me like that."

Pandora's somewhat pale face followed, as beautiful as ever. It's a pity that no one can appreciate her charming charm in the cold and windy north.

"I haven't done anything. This natural disaster has nothing to do with me, but why..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, gradually becoming inaudible, and Pandora seemed to be reminded of that day again.

After seeing his men being easily killed one by one by Epimetheus, the young guard captain showed no fear at all. He still charged at the person in front of him, and was nailed to the ground by the man in front of him with his wooden staff.

But until the last moment of his life, he still looked in Pandora's direction with that hateful look.

They called her a 'witch', meaning a woman with extraordinary powers like a monster who would bring disaster to mankind. But Pandora knew very well that except for the blessings from the gods that she could not actively activate, she was just an ordinary human being, and she could not even defeat the young man with extraordinary martial arts.

If she can cause this storm that affects the world, then it really sounds like a joke.

"Why lie to yourself...you know exactly why."

"Although you are deliberately endowed with strong curiosity, it does not mean that you are really that stupid - you are different from God."

With a faint smile, Epimetheus didn't know who he was talking about.

"After all, if a god is stupid now, he will probably be consistent in the past and in the future. Few of them can learn from experience. No matter how much time passes, nothing seems to have changed."

"But you are a human being. You are not born with a priesthood, so naturally you will not be affected by it. Unlike other mortals, you only have a few decades to live. So you don't need to make such a gesture. Come on - I've seen all the changes you've made along the way."

There was no response, but following the man, Pandora's expression calmed down.

Yes, just like he just said. Maybe when I first opened the magic jar, I did feel sad and despairing about human beings' resentment and misunderstanding, but I don't feel that way anymore.

It's a simple truth, a long time can smooth everything. The time that was short to God was already long enough for her. Compared to human misunderstandings, what really stuck with her was the captain's bravery without fear of death.

He had the courage that most gods and humans did not have... and then he died in front of him so easily.

"Actually, in comparison, I really want to know - for what reason did you reveal your name?"

Not knowing what the woman behind him was thinking, Epimetheus asked casually:

"You should know that when your deeds spread, and when the human corpses are discovered, your name of bringing natural disasters will be confirmed."

"Then... there will be more and more beliefs that surround you but cannot be absorbed by you, making you unable to rest day and night."

"It wasn't intentional," there was no answer, Pandora just corrected: "I just forgot my reputation among humans for a moment."

"Well, I forgot about it for a moment."

Nodding, Epimetheus was noncommittal.

The two continued to move forward.

We walked through the long and narrow valley entrance for a long time, until the front finally gradually became a lot more spacious. There is no wind and snow here, and the white frost falling from the sky seems to encounter an invisible barrier, and the place only one step away is still full of life.

Epimetheus stopped here, looked around, and then waved gently.

"Just stay here for now."

"……it is good."

Nodding, Epimetheus continued walking inside.

Behind him, Pandora held the magic jar that had been with her for many years and watched him go away.

……

Crossing a creek that was only a few steps wide, passing by a small area that looked like farmland, soon, an exquisite wooden house appeared at the end of the line of sight.

In front of the wooden house there is a stone table, a few chairs, and a small flower garden surrounded by a wooden fence.

Everything seemed very pastoral, even the middle-aged man who was the only one sitting there.

Compared with what he remembered, the figure looked much larger, but his demeanor looked very leisurely.

"Father, it seems that under the protection of Mother Earth's power, you have been doing well recently."

Striding forward, Epimetheus called out the identity of the person in front of him.