Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

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At the bottom of the ocean, under the endless whirlpool.

There is no color in the empty and silent space.

The inexplicable sound of dripping water continued endlessly, as if it had never stopped.

This eternal prison exists above the East China Sea, right in the center of the whirlpool.

Over the centuries, many people have fallen here.

But no one died because they were all lifted up by an invisible force and left.

But no one is willing to come back after facing such fear, so there are few people here, only a few legends are passed down.

Prometheus, the Bronze Age Creator.

The once noble Titan gods became prisoners. This was the punishment from the God King for the rebels.

He will be bound here forever, until the end of time.

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"Ho..."

Accompanied by the ticking sound that seemed to never stop, weak gasps could be heard.

I don’t know how long it took, until one moment, bright eyes opened again in the darkness.

"……This is……"

"Has someone fallen in again?"

The voice was low, and the prisoner who had stolen the skyfire looked up slightly.

Even though his hands were suspended in the air and his chest was pierced by iron nails.

But the thousand years of torture didn't seem to have any effect, but instead cleansed something from him.

The divine blood dripped from the wound, infecting the scars of the sea day and night, as if repairing its imperfections.

However, these were things Prometheus had long been accustomed to. What really made him raise his head was that he just now sensed that there was life falling into this vortex again.

“…It’s been a long time…”

"...Six thousand years...or seven thousand years?"

"Oh, I can't remember clearly... But the gods are still there, and humans still exist."

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The divine blood was dripping out, which should not have happened with the recovery and control abilities of the Titans.

However, the iron that pierces Prometheus is a symbol of the punishment of the God-King, and the damage it causes can never be healed.

What's more, there is the pressure of the Eye of the Sea... Although the Titan God's body is generally stronger than the later gods, it is still not enough to support him to carry the East China Sea.

Of course, Prometheus didn't care about this, after all, he was already used to it.

"Zeus...every once in a while, you always make people fall here 'accidentally'."

"Oh, you want me to watch them fall into the abyss, but you also want me to be able to save them."

"To give freedom to others with your own hands, but never be able to redeem yourself... This is probably what you consider the most hopeless torture."

"So one day, you think I will bow down before the years. As the Lord of the Gods, you can always wait for that day to come."

"And it all started when I watched the humans that fell here die."

Prometheus admitted that as the god of foresight, he had done many wrong things.

Maybe he was too young, or maybe he was not used to the changes after the succession of two generations of God Kings, or maybe he just believed too much in what he saw.

In short, the Bronze Man was destroyed, and he paid the price for it.

But perhaps it is because a bystander sees more clearly. When he left the world and was imprisoned in this eternal prison, Prometheus saw many things more clearly.

People should always pay the price for their actions, and those who accidentally enter this sea eye deserve to die.

He could have turned a blind eye and no one would have known he had done so.

But Prometheus also knew that this was an abyss from which there was no beginning.

If there is the first one, there will be a second one; if he can watch one person die, then gradually he can watch two, three, five, or ten people die.

When it reaches thousands of people, it eventually reaches everyone.

When that day comes, Zeus will come to him as a victor and ask: Are you willing to take back the fire you stole from mankind in exchange for embracing freedom again?

The God of Foresight looked into the future and he knew what the consequences would be.

This is different from his blind trust in his students because he knows himself so well.

His nature is not so noble and he will also fall in this kind of "test".

So he never sat back and watched even once, so that 'zero' could never become 'one'.

Wow…

The sound of splashing water was heard, and silently, through the divine blood that had been flowing for thousands of years, Prometheus mobilized the power of the ocean.

A wave came upstream, carrying the sailboat away that had fallen into the whirlpool.

Faintly, Prometheus heard their prayers.

Those crew members were thanking Heaven, thanking the gods, and thanking the existence that saved them.

The people at this moment were so devout that they vowed to always believe in their savior.

However, after completing all this, Prometheus just smiled, then lowered his head and said nothing.

He knew the outcome because it had happened many times before.

At first, people who have escaped from poverty will be grateful.

But it won't be long before they gradually forget the joy of escaping from death, and the faith inspired by gratitude is gone.

Just like the bronze humans of the past, simple gifts can never satisfy humans.

They will be surprised, they will worship, then get used to it, and then crave more.

"So, Prometheus..."

"hiss--"

"Do you regret it?"

"For these humans, for your 'creatures', endure eternal loneliness here."

It's like the devil's whisper, or rather, it is the devil's whisper.

In the lightless darkness, a sound is echoing.

No one knew who was speaking, nor how long he had been watching here.

However, the bound Creator was not surprised by the sudden voice. He just smiled and calmly responded to the unexpected guest.

After all, he always has a lot of guests.

"I can't say I regret it, I just feel that I could have done it more perfectly."

"As for why I choose humans... I can only say that everyone has something they like to do. Some people just like authority and power, but I can get happiness from the development of humans."

"There is no distinction between high and low. Zephyrus can bend and kneel for what he wants, and I can endure pain for what I want. That's all."

"But you...what are you here for?"

"Ok?"

Somewhat unexpected, but not so unexpected.

Crawling in the void, the dark little snake landed on the iron nail that pierced Prometheus' chest.

And...it seems that even as a prisoner, the Creator of the Bronze Age has never been forgotten by the world.

"Who else has approached you, and what did they want?"

The little snake asked directly, and Prometheus answered directly.

It seemed that this was not something that would anger the King of Gods, but just an ordinary little thing.

"In the beginning, it was Helios."

"I just found out that he has been infected by something and is no longer a pure Titan."

"He was responsible for bringing me here, and I saw the subtle relationship between him and Zeus."

"But he was unwilling to believe me. It was not until he fell to this point that he finally remembered my existence."

"As for his purpose... he just wanted to tell me how great the existence he belonged to was, and told me that existence could easily get me out of here."

"Of course, the price is that He has to use my blood to infect the cracks in this sea."

"..."

"hiss--"

The black snake hissed softly, somewhat surprised by what it had learned today.

Sure enough, this world is not unchanging. Every being has their own ideas, and they will not act the way you think.

It would be fine if those powers were far weaker than mine, but for an existence like the Mother Tree, even I cannot judge what She is thinking.

The sea eye is a wound in the sea, a trauma caused by the collision between the sun and the ocean.

Having infected Helios, it was only natural that he would want to use it to infect the sea.

The starry sky, the ocean, the earth.

If it had not been blocked by the present world, this Outer God would have already infected the entire world.

In contrast, it was not surprising that Helios was able to see Prometheus after being sealed.

There is never a shortage of mortals infected by evil in the world, and he can always find a way.

"What then?"

The little snake continued to ask, and Prometheus continued to answer.

"Then Oceanus came here to meet me."

"This was originally the domain of the ancient sea god Pontus, but the Ocean God came here."

"I don't know what he's going to do, because all he wants me to do is turn a blind eye to the changes here."

"So you agree this time?"

"Of course. After all, even if he doesn't say anything, I won't remind Zeus."

"The fight between them has nothing to do with me."

"Okeanos brought me a lot of news from the outside world, and I am very interested in them."

The voice was calm, and Prometheus finished his story.

Then he looked at the black snake in front of him and asked again: "What about you?"

"What are you doing here? Do you want me to do something and the price is to let me go, or do you want to know something and consult my opinion?"

"hiss--"

"neither."

"On the contrary, I feel that as a 'foresighted wise man', there are many things you don't know."

"You are of no use to me now. You have to become more useful."

With a low laugh, Black Snake felt that Prometheus was much more interesting now.

At least now, he didn't look so stupid.

So it shook its tail, and some black gas dissipated and condensed, and finally turned into a book.

"It contains a lot of knowledge, secret history, rituals, and taboos."

"It allows people to transcend life and death, and allows gods to sleep forever. Of course, there is also a way for you to get out of here yourself."

"How about I give it to you for free, what do you think?"

"So what's the price? What do you need me to do?"

Prometheus asked, and the black snake just shook its head while hissing.

"hiss--"

"No need... I thought it was necessary before."

"But now it seems that you don't need me to arrange anything at all."

"Prometheus, the god who can get pleasure from the development of mankind, tell me, or ask yourself."

"Suppose one day, a human being who has been deceived by the gods comes before you. He has the power to influence the world."

"He is full of courage, but he is torn between good and evil."

"He had a firm goal, but he didn't know that goal was the source of his pain."

"Then tell me, will you help him? Will you do your best to help him achieve his goal?"

There was no response, but Prometheus knew that he probably would.

Because he himself does not have the ability to resist the Divine Court, but if he can see someone who has such ability, then he may really be willing to help him.

To allow oneself to cultivate an outstanding human being, this should be considered an open conspiracy.

After all, although he had seen a lot of things clearly, Prometheus never minded doing things that were not good for Zeus.

"Well, it seems the answer is self-evident."

The black snake leaped from the spike and coiled in a circle.

It looked at Prometheus, wondering what it was thinking about.

"Strictly speaking, hiss - my mission ends here."

"But out of my own thoughts, Prometheus, I would like to ask you..."

"Don't you want to take revenge on Zeus and those who destroyed the bronze humans?"

"The gods of the underworld brought plagues; Poseidon, the king of the sea, caused floods; and Zeus, the god of the gods, was the source of all this."

"Don't you want to take revenge on them?"

"hiss--"

"Prometheus, I don't know if you want to or not, but--"

"If one day someone finds out the truth, if he wants revenge."

"I hope...you won't stop me."

"After all, Avengers shouldn't be stopped."

"hiss--"

With a final hiss, the black snake swung its tail and moved upward along the ocean current.

Like it said, its mission is accomplished.

So in the silent sea eye, only Prometheus was left, still suspended in the void.

The Bronze Age Creator made no promises, for he exercised his own judgment.

If something similar really happens in the future, he will make a choice, but it will never be because of the black snake's instigation.

Even like the previous two visitors, if there was a fourth visitor who asked him about the past, Prometheus would not hide today's meeting.

Of course, if nothing unexpected happens, there won’t be a next one.

"Are humans who have been deceived by the gods and have the ability to change the situation?..."

"Maybe. Whether he exists or not, I hope he exists."

"If he does come here to rescue me, then I will teach him everything I know."

Prometheus also learned about the outside world from Oceanus and the occasional mortals who fell into the sea eye.

The laws of the world, the order of royal power, this world has become more suitable for mortals to survive than before.

So if such a person really appeared...it wouldn't seem surprising.