[Greek Mythology] The Avenger

Elysee Paradise is like the goddess of fertility strayed into the underworld, special but with a strange sense of harmony.However, this rare peace was disturbed by a shock.

Hades' body instantly filled with a thick dead air, which turned into a black air and rushed out of the white-blue building, rushing towards the direction of his own temple.Persephone also felt the fluctuations from the temple, and her expression was a little dark for a moment.In the underworld, she is not only the beautiful goddess on the earth, but also the hostess of the underworld—the queen of the underworld.

Medusa wanted to know that it must be Pallas and Apollo who fought, but obviously, the place where they dueled must be the temple of Hades.Otherwise, Hades wouldn't have tried to rush back so quickly.

Eros had completely poured himself out, and fell asleep in Medusa's arms.Seeing that the party was over, Medusa bid farewell to Persephone.

Medusa picked up Eros and walked towards her temple.Since leaving the abyss, he has never stepped into his temple again.The temple of Tartarus represents his past, and he spent most of his endless life in the temple like a bronze prison.Even if it is because of his past, he is still his endless bondage.

But now, he himself did not expect that one day he would come back after stepping out of the abyss.He flew towards his temple without any hesitation or pause.

After Persephone followed out the door, she saw Medusa flying towards the abyss with Eros in her arms, with a smile on her face.But soon her smile dissipated, and she also quickly moved towards the Hades Temple.No god can offend the authority of the underworld, not even the new god king, this is her bottom line as the queen of the underworld.

Medusa held Eros and stood at the gate of the Temple of Tartarus again.He changed his posture, hugged Eros with one hand, and leaned Eros's upper body against himself.

He slowly touched the door with his hands. The relief on the door was just like when he left, delicate and deep with a heavy dead air.Medusa slowly increased the strength in her hand, a door did not make a sound, but gradually moved backward.

There is little light in the abyss, and the temple of Tartarus is still darker.But no matter how dark the place is, Medusa can clearly see every part and every inch of structure in the temple.In fact, there is no need to look at it. Medusa can do any action in the temple with her eyes closed. He has lived here for too long.

Medusa flew to her special seat and gently put Eros down.He stood in the most important place of the temple, looking around the temple he left and returned.

The dedicated seat is still at the front of the temple hall, corresponding to the gate and corresponding to the sunken space in the middle.When he was bored, he would use his dead energy to conjure up countless dancing phantoms, and those phantoms would dance and revel unscrupulously in the center of the venue.

And he just sat in his special seat, watching boredly, and finally waved his hand to disperse those phantoms.

Sometimes Hades would visit him and even ask him esoteric questions.Hades is very serious, and sometimes the questions he asks actually involve laws.Perhaps because of the less influence of foreign objects, he is getting closer to the law, and Hades is getting closer to the ability of the previous generation of gods.

Apart from Hades, few gods would visit Tartarus' temples.Almost all the gods are afraid of this place, afraid that only evil will be imprisoned, and Tartarus, who can't even see hope.

The pillars in the temple are still erected on both sides with unknown runes. Although the complicated runes have no names, Medusa knows that these runes intersect with the runes inside the temple to form a huge and incomparable legal constraint , the object of this restriction is himself.

He longed for freedom from having no memory, to knowing the truth, and was willing to return to the temple of Tartarus. Even if his memory did not recover, he still enjoyed it.

What is true freedom?It's not that the body is not restrained, but that one's heart is no longer subject to any constraints.

Medusa turned around and looked at Eros, who was sleeping deeply in her seat, and suddenly wanted to restore the memory of that year.He who is complete enough is the real him, the lord of the abyss, the one named Tartarus.

He is Medusa, he is Tartarus, the abyss, this endless darkness.

The runes in the temple slowly began to glow, but the godhead of Tartarus, which had been swallowed up by the entire temple, could no longer be formed.

The forces in the temple began to jump and be lively like elk in the forest, but soon they were not only lively, they slowly became violent and gathered in the sunken place in the temple.

The other primitive gods who were far away from the abyss sensed that power and couldn't help but want to go towards the abyss, but in the end they stopped their steps abruptly.That power could only have come from one deity - Chaos.And what their Father God is looking for now is not them.

Medusa could not utter a word.He looked at the Father God standing in the middle, but couldn't say a word.

Chaos, who rarely appeared in human form, seemed a little unaccustomed to his body, adjusting his posture in a little confusion.Medusa didn't speak, and he didn't speak for a while, just worried about how to step out his left foot accurately, without causing his whole body to lose weight and fall down.

Eros, who had never seen Father God, was awakened by the power in the temple, and rubbed his eyes in confusion, completely unresponsive to the current situation.Eros, whose brain consciousness did not keep up, stared at Chaos in the center of the temple for a long time, then closed his eyes again, trying to return to his sleep.

Chaos finally gave up fighting with his body, and looked at Medusa on the side of the temple throne with some admiration: "Tartaros, you are so amazing that you can get used to your new body so quickly."

Eros' eyes were wide open, and he jumped up from Medusa's seat. He was completely sober from the surprise and pointed at Chaos tremblingly: "Father God?!"

If Chaos smiled at Eros: "Eros." But it is obvious that Chaos, who wants to maintain the image of his father god, will only be handsome for a while when he is not used to his body.Chaos just wanted to raise his hand to stroke his long hair, but accidentally dragged his whole body and fell towards the ground of the temple.

Just as Medusa was about to step forward to help, Chaos who fell to the ground dissipated, and then appeared beside Medusa and Eros in an instant.

Chaos kept the previous smile, and suddenly nothing happened just now: "Tartaros, are you still used to the days without the godhead?"

Medusa was silent for a long time, and then said: "It's okay. The godhead has largely restrained the gods in the hands of other creatures. The later generations of gods, the more obvious this phenomenon will be."

Chaos also seems to understand this phenomenon: "Maybe it's because you are the original gods that you can get used to it so quickly. Do you feel that you are closer to the law?"

Medusa, who didn't pay attention at first, realized at this moment that he was getting closer to the law, or in other words, he was getting closer to God the Father.He looked at Chaos with shock in his eyes: "Father God doesn't have a godhead?"

Chaos nodded: "I am the first god, who will give me the godhead, and who can give me power through the godhead?"

Eros managed to come back to his senses from the sidelines, and he understood the intention of his father God in just a second thought: "So, Father God, are you experimenting with Tartarus? You want to know whether the future gods can pass Using power without a godhead."

Chaos nodded at Eros: "Yes."

Eros has never seen his father god much, and his reverence for the father god is far less than that of the other primitive gods. Now he looks at Chaos with even more annoyed eyes: "What if it fails? From now on the tower Does Ertarus no longer exist? Father God, don’t you think it’s too cruel to do this? He doesn’t know anything at all, but was used as a test object by Father God.”

Chaos' smile didn't diminish at all, and he didn't mind Eros' anger at all.If it is said who is the child that Chaos is most sorry for, Chaos will definitely say that it is Eros.Since the child was born, he has not received much care from him.

Chaos looked at Medusa and explained to Eros: "This is a deal between me and Tartarus. After he begged me to stay in the abyss forever, let the names of Tartarus and the abyss be together forever. At the time, we agreed. Although his memory has been sealed, this agreement will not disappear because of this."

Eros' anger did not disappear because of this, and with a little grievance and annoyance, he still said that sentence: "But he has forgotten it, he doesn't remember anything, it's not fair at all. Father God, you really Is it our God and Father?"

Chaos didn't speak again, but Medusa couldn't help but raised her hand and rubbed Eros's head: "Eros, sometimes things may not be as you see them. We are all created by God the Father , I believe in God the Father."

Eros buried his head in Medusa's chest, and tightly grasped Medusa's black robe with both hands.Medusa didn't care that her robe was twisted by Eros, she just made a request to Father God: "Father God, I want to get back that memory."

Chaos had already anticipated Medusa's request, or in other words, his purpose of coming to the Temple of Tartarus was to restore his memory.

Eros's hand gripped even tighter. He really wanted to look up at Medusa's expression, but found that he didn't have the slightest courage.He didn't dare, he didn't dare at all.He was afraid that if he let go, Medusa would no longer be Medusa, and he would return to the original Tartarus who loved others deeply.

Medusa embraced Eros, but looked at Chaos with firm eyes.

Chaos didn't move, just smiled, and Medusa could feel something opening from the depths of his soul.Medusa closed her eyes, feeling that countless fragments were connected in series in his mind, and then continuously emerged.

"Tartaros, let me ask you one last question, do you really want to seal your memory?" Chaos finally asked consciously.

"Yes."

"If one day you want to step out of the abyss again, what should you do?"

"Then let me be at God's disposal."

"Tartaros, are you only for Gaia?"

With the gradual completion of the seal, Tartarus' memory has begun to be blurred and confused. He tried to think of something, but he couldn't remember it. Finally he nodded: "Yes, I am only for Gaia."

"Where is Eros, he has been following you."

Tartarus paused for a moment, as if he didn't expect Father God to suddenly ask Eros, he replied without the slightest hesitation: "...he will grow, Father God. Every primitive god must learn to grow Only then can we support the world you have given us, Father God."

"Then seal it."

All memory seals, when Tartarus opened his eyes again, he looked around in a daze.The black aura all over his body rolled in a daze. For Tartarus, it all started from scratch.

Medusa, who opened her eyes again, looked at the Father God helplessly. At this moment, he finally understood the Father God's intention.Father God's favorite is not Gaia who has always worked hard for this world, or Gaia is only ranked second, and the first is clearly the little guy in his arms.

Father God sent himself to Eros with his own hands.And myself, willingly.

Chaos felt Medusa's eyes and disappeared into the air again. It was time to fall into a deep sleep again. This world belonged to the later gods after all.

Medusa, who has no godhood, has fully understood that the appearance of the Father God heralds the birth of a new god.Among them was him, as well as the new God King—Pallas.

But those are no longer his business.Medusa hugged the trembling Eros tightly, hooked his chin with her hand, and kissed him hard.That's all he needs to care about in the end.

The author has something to say: Maybe this is the end of the text?There will be countless episodes to follow...

Greek mythology is a variety of stories in my heart. There are many stories that I want to write, and they are very complicated, which makes it difficult for me to connect them together, so I want to write extra stories! 【Make a fist】(Don't make excuses for your confusing perspective!)

Anyway, there will be no bilingual Greek mythology class next semester, hahahahaha, I'm going back to write my game fan!

The next article will also be my only one about the history of the Sui and Tang Dynasties of Jiansan:

[Jian San] The benefactor, the poor monk is a monk who will write an article in late September, welcome to collect it~ (I will publish Sword Spirit Tongren in the future, this is the only article in Jian San)