[Greek mythology] The daily life of the master of the abyss

The figure sitting alone on the throne opened his eyes,

It was obviously a familiar decoration, but somehow it was strange.

"Brother, Gaia said to give those giants to Zeus and the others." The cold voice came from the middle of the abyss, it was the goddess of the night, his sister.

"I see." Tartarus lowered his eyes, ignoring the strangeness in his heart, and his cold voice was extremely flat.

The gods in the abyss never cared about the battles between god kings, but Gaia, as the elder sister of the first generation of gods, would never refuse her request when she needed it.

No matter how cold the relationship between Gaia and other first-generation gods is on the surface, they are still the most noble goddesses.Tartarus stepped down from the throne, and his clothes scratched the crimson carpet, making a slight rubbing sound.The sound was barely audible, but it was clear enough in the empty and silent temple.

He walked out of the temple that never existed for thousands of years, a purple crescent moon hung on the false and dark sky of the abyss, and there were no stars.The surroundings of the Abyss Temple were also silent, and no race dared to disturb the sleep of the Lord of the Abyss.

But except for one voice.

The sound of the sea of ​​chaos lapping on the shore.

There are no living beings in this ocean connected to the source of the world. The liquid chaos power is mixed with the divine power of the abyss, infinitely providing Tartarus with divine power.

The strength of Tartarus is not only because of the brutality of the abyss, but also because of this.He is always connected to Chaos.

Perhaps it was for this reason that he was unwilling to leave the bottom of the abyss, but was more used to staying in places shrouded in the aura of chaos.

Because of this, he is more eager to return to Chaos than his brothers and sisters.

Tartarus had been standing by the sea until there was a sound of unfamiliar footsteps behind him.

The person who came to visit was the eldest son of Cronus, unexpectedly a god of the underworld, indifferent and taciturn, with eyes as cold as emeralds that were bottomless.

Very suitable for the underworld.

The young god named Hades gave a salute neither humble nor overbearing, explaining the purpose of his visit.Tartarus turned to look at him.

It was the first time he saw this child, but he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Diss never heard his answer, but he didn't urge him, but just waited quietly.The god of the underworld, it is said that the second and youngest sons of Cronus are the god of the sea and the god of the sky, respectively.

This has to make people think deeply about the meaning contained in it.

But Tartarus just thought about it for a moment, and then put it behind him.

He doesn't care whether the god king changes or the underworld has a master, even if the underworld is now the master of him.

A key floated in front of Hades, he took it, and the God of Abyss's melodious but indifferent voice sounded: "The key can be sent, go."

"Thank you." Hades gave another slight salute, activated the key and left the Abyss Temple.After Hades left, Tartarus was still in a daze.

The Abyss Temple is gorgeous and majestic. The palace is always not very bright. Only the silver flames on the serpentine candlesticks burn quietly. Not only did it not bring any warmth, but it made this ancient temple even more cold and lonely.

From the outside, it looks lifeless.

Tartarus felt a little uncomfortable, not because he likes to be lively, but... not used to it?

He always felt that something was missing, and it was something very important, so important that his heart was filled with unspeakable anxiety.A new king of gods was born, and even the sea world and the underworld ushered in new rulers.

Nix didn't care what happened to the sea world. Her granddaughter Thalassa was a married woman who was backed by two first-generation gods. No matter what happened to her husband Pentheus, it would not affect her status.

But the underworld...

"Brother, are you sure you don't care about this?" Nix asked Tartarus in surprise.

"It will be your children who will serve under Pluto in the future, so you don't have to disagree." In Tartarus's hand was a flower that Nix had never seen before. The whole body was pure white and the edges of the petals were like burning Flames, stamens and branches are

Black.

"Nix, you say you are a god, but you always feel like you have forgotten something. Why?" Tartarus asked with an inexplicable expression while playing with the flower branch in his hand.

Nix stopped tasting wine, a little surprised: "Brother, you...?"

"I always feel that I have forgotten something." Tartarus said lightly with downcast eyes, "It's very important. The illusion of the gods, could it be an illusion?

Although her elder brother has some mental problems, he is not a fragile creature, so how could he have such a strange illusion.As the mother of the Goddess of Destiny and the former God of Destiny, Nix is ​​an authority in this regard.

Just like the dreams of gods have special meanings, the feeling of gods is often not an illusion.

Nix frowned, and said uncertainly: "In terms of memory, the Goddess of Memory must know best, but brother, your memory..."

The memory of the god of the abyss has gone wrong, so how could Mnemesyne be able to solve it. "Brother, what do you think it has to do with it?"

What is it about?

Nix only saw Tartarus stared blankly for a moment, and then there was a hint of suddenness in his expression. "I see."

"Nix, are you willing to take over the authority of the abyss?" Tartarus asked.The gold cup in Nix's hand was pinched into a ball by her mistake.

The goddess of the night seemed to be a mortal with poor hearing, and asked with a puzzled expression on her face: "Brother, what did you just say?"

"I want to return to chaos and serve the Mother Goddess." Tartarus said in a flat tone.Nix felt phantom pain in his forehead: "Brother, do you know what you are talking about?"

Returning to Chaos, to put it lightly, it is true that they were born from Chaos, but they never thought of going back.What is chaos?It is the source of the gods and the end of the world.

The inheritance of the first generation of gods clearly told them that the world has a lifespan, and when the world ends, the chaos that gave birth to the world will engulf everything again.

Even now, there is no difference between any god entering chaos and returning to the matrix, even the soul will dissipate directly.

The first generation gods do have the ability to enter chaos, but this does not mean that the first generation gods are willing to gamble.

Their creator, the God of Creation, is sleeping in the depths of chaos. Who knows if the sleeping God of Chaos will be willing to see these few creations that he has never cared about since creation?

They were sent out of Chaos without even seeing the Mother Goddess.

"I need to see her...I must see her."

Looking at his sister with the expression of "you're crazy", Tartarus just smiled: "Don't worry, I can feel it, I can see the Mother God."

His Creator, his eternal faith, when he realized that what he had forgotten was Chaos, the depths of his soul were already restless.

He longed, desperately longed to see her, longed to be enveloped by her breath, longed to be loved and cared for by her.

"Brother, I know that your faith is the deepest, but it's not necessary..." The rest of the words stopped in the bloody eyes of the God of the Abyss.

There was no fluctuation in those extremely beautiful pupils, "Nix, my existence is based on faith." She suddenly realized why Tartarus had never left the temple since the beginning of the world.Because that was what Chaos built for him, and it was the closest place to Chaos.

She also realized that she could not stop Tartarus.

The Goddess of the Night sighed, nodded and said: "I know, I will keep it deep."

Among the five first-generation gods, Nix, the younger sister, is unexpectedly the most responsible one.

Gaia is arrogant, Tartarus is cold-blooded, and Erebus is indifferent. Eros, who seems to be the most sunny and cheerful god of love, is actually the most indifferent.

Only this seemingly indifferent goddess of the night truly loves this world. She has a benevolent heart that is rare among the gods, but she is not lacking in decisiveness.

Therefore, Tartarus was very relieved to hand over the most important abyss theocracy to her.

The delivery of the abyss theocracy was silent. After all, among the three gods of the abyss, Nix has always dealt with everything, and the other gods knew nothing about the other two.

Even if Erebus found out about his wife's change, Nix wouldn't ask if he didn't tell him.Gaia and Tartarus hate each other, let alone come to his territory on their own initiative.

The sea water of the Chaos Sea gently embraced Tartarus, and the power that no gods could touch in the past was tamely allowed to be controlled by him.

Tartarus called out tentatively, "Mother God?

The unfathomable chaos before him made way for him.

The deep and dangerous atmosphere of chaos lingered around him, but the path made for him was unbelievably peaceful.It was as if some supreme being was welcoming his arrival.

At the end of the road, there is a small palace, gray and white, without any exquisite murals, nor any golden houses or silver tiles.

There is only a small main hall, which is too simple compared to any palace of gods in the world, but it is more sacred and majestic than any palace of gods, and cannot be gazed upon.

As if aware of his arrival, the door of the palace opened.

The goddess in a black dress was leaning on the throne, with her forehead resting on her left hand, her eyes closed as if she was sleeping, and her ankle-length black hair was randomly scattered on the ground.

Tartarus stepped forward, inexplicably, he reached out and stroked the side of her face.

The goddess seemed to be awakened, opened her eyes, and saw that it was him, and raised her hand to touch his head. Tartarus lowered his head meekly, so that she could touch him more conveniently.

The goddess sighed: "I am very happy to see you again." "Mother God..."

There was a hint of a smile in the golden eyes: "Good boy, you should have noticed that I am not Chaos."

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