apollo twilight

The last son of Chaos is a god who gained the chance to exist after the fall of the original god of love (desire). He has a natural connection with Akyates. Compared with the gods born because of him, because of him The existing Akyates is more like his heir.

Destiny is invisible and qualityless, but no one can escape his traction. No matter what era the wise men are not stingy with exploring and fearing fate. They try to explain the impermanence of fate with an inherent concept, but most of them are in vain.

Eros fell under such a fate, and also gained another new life because of fate.

The beautiful and eye-catching girl has a face that is rare in the world, and she blooms with a soft and delicate brilliance like a treasure that should be placed in the palm of your hand.

This kind of Loxias, the newborn Eros, made Akyates uncontrollably soften the sharp edges and corners, exposing the most harmless part.

"Roxias, you have finally returned to my side."

Akyates murmured something incomprehensible to the reflection on the water, for no one but he could discover the other side of that reflection.

Loxias in the water seemed to be aware of his urgency, so she stretched out her hand on the other side of the water to touch Akyates and comfort him, which was a futile action in the eyes of a third party. But Akyates closed his eyes cooperatively, his expression soft.

Loxias: "My dear brother, my beloved half, my inseparable other side, you need to rest to integrate the huge divine power brought by my return."

Akyates nodded: "I spent a long time of loneliness in order to welcome you back, and now, I don't want to be separated from you again." Fingertips touched the flowing water, and there was a wave of waves on the calm water, disrupting I saw Loxias's expression.

"Please believe that you are never alone, please believe that I have never left you," Loxias opened his hands, the goddess who has all the love in the world can only rely on the priesthood of the sun to appear for a while, her only role at present is to stabilize The existence of Akyates.

Like her half body, she separates the power of flares from sunspots through the rules of the sun. She is not powerful, far inferior to sunspots that can devour the sun. Influenced by love (desire).

So even though Loxias does not exist in essence, she is just another gender of Akyates, but out of Akyates' will, she appeared by coincidence.

Under the comfort of his half body, Akyates rarely showed an empty smile that didn't have any meaning but was in line with his destructive nature.

Gradually, his figure began to blur, as if he existed in another space-like nothingness, and the same change happened to Loxias in the water, but compared to Akyates, whose space was distorted by it, is not obvious enough.

Loxias opened her eyes, feeling the subtle gravity of standing in the air and the real world again, she moved her arms, and Akyates on the water also made the same movement.

"Roxias..."

"Sorry, I'm a little excited," the girl blinked playfully, Loxias squatted down, touched the river Styx with his fingers, and forced Akyates to absorb the divine power.

"What should I do next?" Loxias woke up and became familiar with the abyss many years ago, but this is the Hades, so... still rejecting her. After all, Eros is a dead god, and she just exists. Another gender of Akyates.

Compared to the bewilderment she first felt in a strange place, Loxias judged extremely quickly. She went back to Tartarus first. Compared with Akyates, who often used the abyss as a prison, she felt This gloomy abyssal divine power made her feel more intimate, although this feeling always reminded her of the past when she was Eros.

She easily found the target she was looking for, and took away the curse of a demon. The strange and unpredictable power kept her appearance on only the person who had a deep relationship with Akyates, and the rest would only be on this face. , this young girl sees her most peeping desire_desire.

Because of such a curse, Loxias got rid of his 'death', a phenomenon that can be said to be eliminated and rejected by the entire world.With Roxias' curse in effect, her presence is no longer thin, but something recognizable.That is invisible, everyone has it, but she who is dead and just sex will not have it.

Loxias stepped out of Hades and onto the earth, squinting his eyes under the sprinkling of light, enjoying all the vibrant things.

Rabbits ran across the grass, young deer poked their heads out of the grass unafraid of people, and nameless birds flew up the high branches, bending the laurel branches and leaves.Seeing such a lively scene for the first time, Loxias smiled knowingly, stretched out his hand to pick the extra-green laurel leaves, braided them into a crown and put them on his head.

The golden long hair seems to be particularly favored by the sun, it is always pampered with the luster of flowing gold, such beautiful hair is really as beautiful as a work of art after wearing the only suitable jewelry.

Loxias jumped to the water's edge, looked at her masterpiece on the water, and laughed happily. She danced on the river bank and sang happy songs.

She cannot but be happy, because this is the world created by Eros's brothers and sisters, and she cannot be unhappy, this is the world she has been guarding.

Loxias has never forgotten her priesthood, even though she has only existed as the gender of Akyates with the opening of Ragnarok, she has never deliberately forgotten herself like Akyates The feeling I shared with Apollo as the god of protection and creation.

She is not like Akyates, who has no understanding of sensibility other than divinity. As a standard god of destruction, he is also a standard male god, and she is his soft side.

Softly remembering the pain in his heart when he killed Apollo in that world with his own hands during the twilight of the gods.

Akyates is more willing to regard Loxias as another self, a half body, but Loxias feels that she is Akyates from beginning to end.

The seemingly distorted relationship is indeed complicated by the connections that are connected together for no reason.

But fate is so rough and unreasonable.

Loxias is Akyates, and she knows what Akyates has done, including which blond god lives in this world.

Thinking of that person, Loxias wanted to laugh and scold Akyates for being slow.That sourness, that obsession, that possessiveness, if it's just for her, it's not normal to get back the lost part.

It is precisely because of a real love that Loxias, the god of love (desire), will return.

Shaking his head, Loxias will not remind Akyates that they have always been alone, and he will not understand what she understands.

Although her existence happened to represent his soft and delicate side, but he was already responsible for taking care of the parts he usually neglected. As for what he would do, that was his choice.

Oh yes, it's my choice too.

Roxias pretended to smile mysteriously, not wanting to say that she had already fallen in love with her.

After playing around on this strange but familiar land for quite a while, Loxias seemed to have forgotten about Apollo or Akyates, and ran to the edge of the sea heartlessly.

The boundless azure, domineering ocean occupying the field of vision and the majestic aura connected to the sky impacted her mind, making her scream involuntarily and shout with extreme excitement.

"It's so beautiful!!!"

Roxias opened his arms and smiled heartily in the sea breeze blowing on his face.

Poseidon, who had left the sea by chance, saw a vague shadow in the sky. At first he thought it was an illusion, but turned back out of curiosity, only to find that the one hovering on the coast was precisely his most confused figure. Which one of the - monster!

"Oh, beautiful girl, you are stretching your soft figure in the warm sea breeze. These flexible and lovely tentacles really make me want to kiss and praise you."

As soon as he turned his head, eyes with the same passion as the waves in front of him came into view, and then the azure curly hair was blown by the wind and fluttered on his cheeks, so that his skin was like white sand that had been kissed by the Aegean Sea repeatedly, Such a sentence involuntarily appeared in my mind, this man has a kind of ruthlessness that is held in the palm of his hand but cannot stop the loss...

...like sand from the sea.

"who are you?"

The melodious voice of Loxias deeply moved Poseidon, the ruler of the ocean. In his eyes, the demons of maiden beauty danced wildly. Look at the soft tentacles, look at the hair that looks like seaweed, and look at the bulging, as if filled with sea water. The same huge eyes... Once you look at it carefully, the advantages can't help but come out!

Anyway, the beauties that Poseidon saw were definitely not personal!

Loxias hadn't realized that her pretty appearance was not even a person in Poseidon's eyes, that is, because she didn't know, she didn't choose to beat up the male god with bad aesthetics, but Choose to listen carefully to his every word.

The voice of Poseidon is the same as the power of the sea. When it is soft, it is so quiet that people cannot move away from its depth. When it is angry, it rolls up monstrous waves, making people fear its greatness.Such a voice full of personal style made Loxias stay by the seaside, listening to him talk about many things that happened in the sea in a humorous way, until the night fell and the stars filled her vision, she left and sat for a day. The coast, of course, is accompanied by a Poseidon.

"Why are you following me..." I don't know how many days it was, the girl who was only concentrating on having fun finally turned her head and looked at this guy who was barely considered a traveling companion.

Poseidon finally waited for the attention of his sweetheart, he showed a silly expression, but he looked shy in the girl's sight.

"Sias, I want to take you back to the sea. I want to decorate your long hair with the most beautiful corals on the bottom of the sea, and decorate your skin with those white and round pearls."

After several days of unremitting efforts, Poseidon finally had the power to call out the girl's name.

Loxias blinked, smiled and refused, "I don't want to go to the bottom of the sea, I am obsessed with the scenery on the earth, if you want, you can accompany me to see more scenery."

For those in love, these words of love seem to make Poseidon look at her affectionately.

"If that's your wish."

Loxias turned around without pausing, even though Poseidon's response was so affectionate.

The girl jumping in the forest, followed by the tall male god, almost left the most gentle and ambiguous legend in this forest.

Poseidon was so engrossed in his new love that he completely forgot about Olympus.

Zeus looked at Apollo, who was kneeling on one knee, with a dark face. Apart from Hades, the main gods around him were absent for thousands of years, and even Poseidon was gone, which made his aura even more difficult to provoke.

"Apollo, since you admit your crime of trespassing into the abyss, then go to the earth and herd cattle and sheep for the monarch of that country until he is satisfied!"

Hera looked at Apollo, thinking that their deal was not over yet, she immediately reminded Zeus coolly, "There is also Poseidon."

It's okay to be absent at ordinary times, didn't you see Hades always doing this?But Poseidon is not the big brother of Zeus, and he always does things that provoke the majesty of Zeus, so his failure to appear now has become a big or small problem.

To put it bluntly, Poseidon did not have the deterrent power of Hades, and being thrown out as a thorn at this time to distract Zeus' anger was the best way Hera thought of.

When Zeus heard Hera say this, his anger became even stronger, "Poseidon!" The anger of the Thunder King caused lightning and thunder in the sky, and the dark cloud-covered sky seemed more majestic and inviolable.

"He will lose his identity as a god, and build high walls for humble humans. He will not be able to return to his proper position of god until the wall that can resist wild beasts plays its due role."

Zeus's deep and cold voice echoed, and Hera gave Apollo a thumbs up at a place he didn't notice.

I found you a cellmate, thank you!

Apollo: "..."

He felt that Hera's expression had never been so cheap!