Greek Mythology: A loving father and a filial son

In the underworld, Nyx suddenly felt a moving charm, like the power from the beginning of the world. The corners of her eyes, which were always calm and deep, now felt a hint of shock. This shock was like a stone suddenly dropped on a calm lake, causing ripples. Her pupils contracted slightly, as if she wanted to explore the source and essence of this power more deeply. There was an incredible surprise in her eyes, like a wise man who was used to seeing everything in the world and suddenly encountered an unexplainable mystery.

Her face also turned pale at this moment, not the kind of sickly paleness, but a whiteness like blood loss caused by extreme shock. Her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but it ended up in a soft sigh. This sigh was full of helplessness and confusion, just like the helplessness and confusion of a person facing an irresistible fate.

Then she came to Perseveni's temple and walked up to him with a complicated expression on her face. Nyx stood in front of Persephone's temple, her expression too complicated to describe. There was shock, confusion, and deep thinking in her eyes. Her eyes lingered on the statue of Perseveni, as if searching for some kind of answer.

Her brows furrowed slightly, as if she was trying to understand what that moving charm meant. There was still a trace of shock in the corners of her eyes, making her entire expression look more solemn. Her face was still pale, but it was no longer as white as blood loss, but as pale as if she was tired from thinking.

Her lips were tightly closed, as if she was trying to suppress the fluctuations in her heart. Her hands were clasped together, and her fingers were white from the exertion. Her body trembled slightly, as if she was under some great pressure.

However, even though her expression is so complicated, it still cannot conceal her innate nobility and elegance. Her posture is still upright and her eyes are still deep. Even though she is facing an unexplainable mystery at the moment, she still cannot shake her majesty and determination as the master of the world.

She stood in front of Persephone's temple for a long time, so long that it seemed as if time had stopped for her. Her expression kept changing, from shock to confusion, from confusion to thinking, and then from thinking to determination. Finally, she took a deep breath, as if she had made an important decision.

Nick stretched out his hand and asked Persefani, who was still feeling the memory, "Are you Persevanni, or my Eros."

Persevani slowly raised his head in the shadow of the temple, his eyes were deep and mysterious, as if they hid the endless universe and time. He looked at Nyx without any fluctuation in his eyes, as if nothing in the world could touch his inner peace.

He opened his lips slightly, and his voice was deep and distant, as if coming from the end of the world: "Your Highness Nyx, you ask me whether I am Persevani or your Eros, does it matter?"

When Nyx heard this, his body trembled slightly. She stared closely into Persefani's eyes, as if she wanted to find the answer in his eyes. Her fingers clenched unconsciously, and her nails dug deeply into her palms, but she seemed to feel no pain.

Persevani looked at Nyx's reaction, with an imperceptible light flashing in his eyes. He continued: "Your Highness Nyx, you are the master of the world and one of the earliest primitive gods. Your power can create everything and destroy everything. You have endless wisdom and courage in your heart, you can face To any difficulties and challenges. So, why do you still ask me this question?"

When Nyx heard this, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. She lowered her head and was silent for a while, then raised her head and looked at Persefani and said: "Because I feel your power, your presence. Your power shocked me and made me feel confused. I didn't know you Who are you, I don’t know if you are Eros or just Perseveni, or just a lucky person who got part of Eros’ power.”

After hearing Nyx's words, Persevani hesitated for a moment and said, "Is this important?"

Nyx said emotionally: "This is very important!" Her voice echoed in the temple, as if it carried endless power and majesty. Her eyes shone with determination, as if she wanted to convey her determination to Persevani in front of her.

"Do you know? How much we have paid to retrieve Eros, and how many things we have done for Eros." There was a trace of tears on Nyx's face. Nyx's sad look was like a deep and sad scroll slowly unfolding in the shadow of the temple. Her eyes revealed endless sadness and loss, as if the whole world had lost its color, leaving her standing there alone.

Her face was as pale as snow, and the blood-loss whiteness seemed even more poignant and moving at this moment. There were still wet tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and the tears slowly slid down her cheeks, leaving traces of sadness. Her lips were tightly closed, as if she was trying to suppress the pain and sadness in her heart.

Her figure is no longer as straight as before, but slightly bent, as if she is carrying a heavy burden of sadness and helplessness. Her hands hung weakly at her sides, and her fingers trembled slightly, as if telling her inner pain and struggle.

Her eyes were empty and confused, as if she had lost all hopes and dreams. She looked at Persefani, with a deep pleading and helplessness in her eyes, as if asking him to give her an answer, an answer that would allow her to regain hope and courage.

Persefani sighed and said: "I don't know, I don't know if I am Eros or a lucky person who got his power. Do you understand?"

When Nyx heard Persevani's answer, his whole body seemed to have been drained of strength, and he leaned weakly against the pillars of the temple. Her eyes lost focus and stared blankly ahead, as if staring into endless darkness. Her heart was filled with endless sadness and loss, as if the whole world collapsed at this moment.

She thought of everything she had with Eros, those happy times seemed like yesterday. Together they created the world and protected all living things together. But now, she didn't know where Eros was or if he was still alive. And the Persevani in front of her, although she had similar power to Eros, could not bring her any comfort or hope.

Nyx's heart was filled with pain and struggle. She didn't know what she should do to find Eros, the partner who had accompanied her through countless years. Her tears fell silently, hitting the floor of the temple and turning into crystal pearls.

Seeing Nyx's sad look, Persevani's heart was filled with grief. This was not grief from memory but from the body.

Persevani said strangely: "How can this happen? How can my body feel sad? My body was conceived by my mother. How is this possible?"

Hearing Persephone's words, Nyx seemed to be grasping a life-saving straw and said eagerly: "What did you say? Your body was conceived by Demeter? What about your soul? Is your soul? From Eros?”

Persefani hesitated and said: "Eros is Persevanni, and Persevanni is not Eros, as long as that is what I think now." When Nyx heard Persevani's answer, his heart surged. Aroused a complex of emotions. She felt disappointed and confused. Persefani's words didn't seem to solve the mystery in her heart, but made her even more confused.