She received the gift of God [Greek mythology]

She opened her eyes.

The surrounding light was not dazzling, but tears welled up and rolled down from the corners of his eyes.As if she had a terrible nightmare of Yu Yun, she widened her eyes and stared blankly ahead, unable to recover for a moment, she didn't know what she was looking at, her thoughts and senses seemed to be entangled in a cold fog, numb and stagnant .

Something is moving in the virtual scene.

She stared intently, and it turned out that the clear light-colored flowers carved like crystals were shaking slowly.

This incredible flower she had seen before.The bubbling clear spring a few steps away, and the four-sided colonnade that surrounds this small garden are no strangers.This is a corner of the palace of the gods on top of Mount Olympus.

olympos.The thoughts that seemed to be shrouded in fog gradually recovered and became clear.

She gasped suddenly and trembled, as if being attacked by severe pain, she curled up inward.

She is Pandora, who is bestowed by the gods to bring disasters to mankind.

In the "dream", she also had a nap surrounded by exotic flowers and plants, accepted the purification of the clean holy spring, and expelled the residual breath of water and soil in Zhifuleyuan. The city of Pimea.

Epimea.

Pandora sat up abruptly, folded her arms subconsciously, breathed rapidly, and looked around in panic.She froze back and forth looking at the scenery around her body, but she still couldn't confirm whether it was reality or a dream.She took a slow and deep breath, listened to her exhalation, touched her limbs, and pinched her legs and waist several times.It was indeed her body, intact.She froze for a moment, then turned over and over again to check her hands without any scars.

Is this really Olympos?Could it be that she crossed the Acheron River after her death and stepped into the illusion hidden by the dark mist?No, if she's dead, she shouldn't remember what happened.

But she did die.

Pandora remembered it very clearly.That's nothing like the dying experience of prying into fragments of someone else's dreams.She didn't want to think about it, and she didn't even dare to close her eyes.It felt like if only the lids were closed, she would fall back into the long, thin torment of her final moments.

The last memory is the cold flickering white light in the gradually blurred field of vision.

It turned out that she really died so alone.

No one came to rescue her.

A name is about to rise to the surface of the Lake of Hearts.Pandora grabbed the robe on her chest and shook her head vigorously.She don't think about it anymore.She is afraid of pain.Skip to the end, she tried to trace the source of the memory, and traced the ins and outs from the beginning, and soon realized that many scattered fragments overlapped and blurred, and there was something wrong.But as soon as she tried to find out the reason, her mind was like a storm, and the dull pain made her dizzy and nauseous. She could hardly support her upper body, and could only support herself on the grass and gasp for breath.

"Pandora?"

A voice she least wanted to hear came from behind.

It seemed that a cold sharp knife was about to cut her open from the inside, and her mouthpiece seemed to be locked. Pandora didn't know what expression she had in front of her eyes, she could only deeply lower her head and turn her back to him, so that the other party could not see her face.

With a soft sigh, the visitor said apologetically, "It's time to leave."

She wanted to scream, she wanted to turn around and question, she wanted to run away.But what she did in the end was mobilize all her strength, use the camouflage skills she learned from the other party, relax her tense cheeks, and turn her lips back.But she didn't really look at him, her eyes fell on a ridge line on the distant stone pillar behind his shoulder.

"Hermes." Her voice was very low, even if she was a little hoarse, she covered it up.

Perhaps because of the prying eyes of other gods in the dark, his tone was very polite: "Don't worry, don't be nervous, I will escort you to Epimea."

He stretched out his hand to pull her up, and when he touched her palm, he seemed to be stunned because her hand was cold, but he didn't say anything.

Only when he turned around and led her to the golden palace, he squeezed her palm secretly and intimately.

Last time, Hermes also used this little gesture to appease her anxiety before leaving.

At this moment, has he decided to abandon her?Pandora thought while looking at the back of the messenger of the gods, and at the same time was surprised at her calmness.Possibly more intense emotions have been burned up in one stroke.

Maybe she had an overly real prophetic dream, but it could also be that her reluctance triggered a miracle that brought her back to the past.

No matter what the truth is, Pandora is very clear about the fate waiting for her ahead.

Hatred, remorse, resentment, grief, anger, these ugly feelings that she had experienced in Elysion's Sea of ​​Dreams, she could not comprehend the literal meaning before.But it's different now.She died because of everything Prometheus caused, but she is now able to be angry for Prometheus instead.Not only that, but the reverence for the gods that had been etched into her instincts was gone.

She does not intend to submit to the arrangements of the gods.

But everything about her is given by the gods, so what can the puppet do with the Creator?

Pandora lowered her eyelashes, thinking quickly.

Even if she didn't take the initiative to open the magic box of Olympus, the gods still have means that she can't imagine, and it is easy for her to accidentally open it.Going so far as to say that even if they managed to get other mortals to open the box, the box was a gift she carried after all, and it was hard to believe anyone would believe her innocence.In addition, Epimetheus conspired with Gaia long ago, and waited for Olympus to spread the disaster in order to set off a rebellion. No matter what happened, after the magic box was opened, he would probably put the blame on her.

The gods who created her only gave "Pandora" one way, no matter how much she deviates, she will be pulled back.

So, is it going to work with her "husband"?If they made it clear on the wedding night and offered to help Epimetheus rebel, there might still be room for negotiation.

Pandora's lips pursed into a tight line.

But she didn't want to cooperate with Epimetheus.

The Titan Protoss could break her neck with a single force, but they wanted to let her die in slow torture.

Besides, although she didn't know the outcome of the battle between the gods of Olympus and Gaia after that, judging from the situation in the city, Epimetheus had no intention of protecting the mortal people, and even needed to rely on Gaia's protection. In addition to worshiping the gods of Olympus, human beings cannot provide much help to the goddess of the earth.Prometheus' younger brother is not Prometheus, he has no ability to threaten Olympus at all.

Thinking of this, Pandora froze for a moment.

The result she longed for the most turned out to be not her own survival, but...

Hermes looked back suddenly.

Pandora didn't have time to evade, her heart skipped a beat.She nearly pulled her hand away from him.

It turned out that they had already walked along the corridor to the front of the golden palace.

"Don't worry," Hermes repeated the comforting words softly, "everything will be fine."

The second half of the sentence is more like speaking to myself.

When was the last time he said that?Pandora can't remember.But the way he speaks seems to be different from before, no longer teasing kindly, direct and frank.Strangely enough, the details of when Hermes took her from Olympus to the mortal world began to blur from the moment she tried to compare.

The most unreasonable thing is that, even knowing that all the promises will eventually become lies, when she looks into his gentle green eyes, her chest will still curl up, and the circles of rippling are itchy and hot. commotion.Because he met her eyes, he deepened his smile a little, and her heartbeat would still speed up, and the corners of her falsely raised lips no longer required effort to maintain a smile.

Is it the love engraved into the body, which has not had time to fade away?

Or, even so...she still loves him?

Pandora hurriedly lowered her head, pretending to be shy.Without avoiding Hermes' gaze, she would have trembled at the sting of humiliation.He pursed his lips tightly, biting a trace of blood on his lower lip, otherwise the question would leak out.

Why?Short questions burned in my mind.Not sure who to ask.

Before her consciousness became sluggish due to the thin air and finally stopped functioning, she repeatedly thought about the reasons why he didn't come to save her, tried to excuse him and rejected them one by one, she even conceived questions in the fantasy between drowsiness and sobriety The vicious words of abuse were finally decided to be indifferent, and she would not ask why if she had the opportunity.If he really loved her, how could he let her die alone.It's all fake, the favor from the undead is fundamentally different from her unreserved love.It's just a plaything of the gods' whim, thrown away and forgotten in a blink of an eye, nothing more.

But why does she still want to ask questions at this moment, wanting to ask Hermes for confirmation desperately?Could it be that she still had an absurd hope that she could find a little sincerity in his words and deeds?

How humble and ridiculous, Pandora couldn't forgive herself for being like this.

She raised her head, her gray eyes flickered movingly, and she smiled at Hermes:

"I have nothing to worry about. You are here."

Hermes was silent for a moment in a trance, then tightened his grip on her hand, turned around and led her into the hall where the gods gathered.

Everything after that was no different from Pandora's memory.

Under the dazzling light projected from the center of the magnificent dome, there are still two thrones, on which Zeus and Hera sit.Hermes stepped forward to report, took a certain precious treasure box from the Father God, and then handed it to Pandora in front of the gods present.This is another gift from Zeus to mortals, and she should keep it temporarily.

Afterwards, the king of the gods gave permission and ordered the envoy to take Pandora to Epimea immediately.

Pandora didn't say a word, her expression was calm.

Before stepping into the field where Zeus sits, she had no more thoughts in her mind.

She allowed Hermes to lead her to the ready-to-go Pegasus carriage outside the gate.

Before leaving the main hall where the Sky Seat was placed, Pandora stopped suddenly, as if she was nostalgic for the residence of the gods, looking back at the magnificent and unspeakably high walls and roof of the golden hall in reverence.

Epimea is the most noble and stalwart city in the world, but the palace above Epimea is still not comparable to Olympos.

This is natural.The gods of Olympus, headed by Zeus holding a thunderbolt, defeated the Titans and knocked the Titan king Cronus and his followers into the sky.They created humanity, exterminated it, and then brought it back to life.They feed on honeydew and celestial delicacies and secret wine, they have no chance of death, they are immune to disease, and they are immortal.

And she is a non-god and non-human creature created by the gods of Olympus.

She should probably be grateful to them for giving life.But since she is required to bear the heavy responsibility of bringing disasters to mortals, why give her spirituality and emotions, and even teach her love and hope.

The earth cannot overthrow the sky, and Epimetheus cannot overthrow Olympus. Compared with them, Pandora is weaker and weaker.But at this moment, she stands on the clouds like the gods, in the most sacred and solemn golden hall in the sanctuary.

Maybe nothing will change and she will be instantly wiped out by Fury Thunder, but so what?

She has already died once.

Hermes' expression changed abruptly: "Pandora!"

But it's too late.

With a soft sound, the magic box opened.

An indescribable black shadow flew out of the box.

Misfortune, toil, disease... One after another, the disasters that should have come to the world fell on Olympos, wantonly devouring the pure air of the sanctuary, and ran around, screaming like crying and laughing.

"A mere creation, dare to desecrate the residence of the gods!"

The thunder light roared and struck, and the calamity that had already acquired the entity gathered around Pandora's head and body, swallowing the thunder of the king of gods for her, dazzling sparks burst, and the black shadow seemed to be unable to withstand the powerful force, and was about to dissipate.

However, the next moment, the black shadow suddenly expanded, only thicker than before.Not only the air of immortal food and secret wine, but also the angry thunder of the seat of the sky has become their bait!Calamitas roamed unscrupulously in search of food, completely obscuring the skylight on the dome.

But in the blink of an eye, the situation in the Golden Palace has changed and overturned several times.

But Pandora didn't realize it, and turned to Hermes.

Even though he was the main body, he looked like a stone statue with no expression on his face.

There is one last thing at the bottom of the box, which is invisible and colorless, and it will fly out after the rest of the disaster has dissipated.

But before that, slap, Pandora closed the magic box neatly without even looking at it.

Then, she smiled brightly at Hermes.