[Greek Mythology] The Possibility of Male Gods and Female Clothes

He might exist like that, but he can't do it now.

This is not a game on paper. What is born between the fingers is not a story, but a life of joy or sorrow of living human beings.

If you tell him that all of this is just a dream, and all he needs is to weave a wonderful life for everyone, until it is perfect enough to wake up from the dream, then the people born under him must have a fate of ups and downs, fortune and misfortune.But this is not a dream, he pulled the silk thread on the human body, let them dance under the guidance of fate.If he himself knew about such a life, he would rise up and resist.

Reminiscent of those heroes who fought against fate in tragedies, Lachesis remained silent.It seems that at certain moments, fate is indeed the main object of rebellion in tragedy.

Continuing to measure life mechanically, a crisp knock on the door interrupted Lachesis' movements.

He didn't pause, and continued to draw out the golden stick, which represented that Ji's luck fell on the silk thread with the movement of Lachesis, and the fate of a human being has been successfully woven.

Putting away the things in the temple, Lachesis said, "Come in."

The stone door "creaked", and the first person to step in was a foot wearing a wreath, and then the whole person jumped into the hall.

This is an elf who is a little bolder than the Nymph I saw at first.

Looking at her agile figure and curious expression, Lachesis raised his eyes and glanced at the nymph.

Ningfu in the white skirt, who was still a little curious just now, immediately looked serious, put the fruit in her hand on the stone table next to her on her toes, turned around, and the white skirt was about to leave with her agile figure.

"What's your name?" Lachesis uttered, and the cold voice hit the empty hall, spreading like a cool ice cube, piercing through the heart.

Ning Fu turned around in a panic, not understanding how she became the lucky one.You must know that none of the Nymphs before this had asked this god's question.It's just that the other party seems to have a good temper, and it doesn't seem like they will make things difficult for them at will.

"My name is Adala." Ningfu in the white skirt has blue eyes, which are quite in line with her temperament, which can bring people a pleasant atmosphere.

With a quick glance, Lachesis has already seen the joints of her fate. The most recent one is that this nymph born from a flower is about to welcome her younger sister.

"Your sister is about to be born." Lachesis said something that made Arada confused. Before the other party could understand, Lachesis had already made a decision, "She will be the first one given by me. The nymph who distributes fate."

I thought the other party would have objections, but what I didn't expect was Arada's excited gaze and reverent words.

"This is her honor." No one will doubt the words of the gods, and no one dares to refuse the fate bestowed on them by the gods.Arada believed the words of Lachesis, and she knew that she was about to have a younger sister. Similarly, she felt honored for the child who was about to be born, because she would be the first one to be pulled by the goddess of fate who had just woken up. The nymph that Cersis distributes good and bad.

Looking at Arada who left with joy, Lachesis couldn't be happy.

He couldn't understand that kind of strong belief, and he didn't know whether she would thank himself like this in the end.

This is something that even Lachesis is not sure about.

The change Lachesis decided could not be concealed from the other two goddesses. Clotho could hardly wait for Nyx to come back in the chariot, and came to Lachesis, asking whether the decision was true: "Human Fate didn't help much, so do you want to choose Nymph?" Crotor could only think of this.

Probably meaning that there is nothing wrong, Lachesis nodded and agreed with Clotho.

Clotho was delighted. She and Atropes had already decided so long ago, but they were afraid that Lachesis would not accept it. Unexpectedly, the other party was one step ahead of them this time and decided to make a breakthrough in this regard.

"Great." Crotor showed his face, and was quite satisfied with Arada.

Even knowing that the nymph's opinion of Lachesis will not change much, Clotor is still very happy.

She has done as she wished, so why can't she reward that Nymph?

All the gods and people in the temple began to look forward to the arrival of the nymph, and they wanted to know what the nymph who could be favored by Lachesis looked like.

In the midst of everyone's attention, the Nymph was finally about to be born.

Clotho had sensed it almost before she was born, so she dragged Lachesis and Atropes over, wanting to see how special the nymph born from the flowers would be.

Nyx let her play around, as long as they were in the temple, no one dared to provoke them.

It was a field of pure white flowers, and the blue light drifted in the wind, and the sprinkling of brilliance dyed the flowers with a layer of cool tones.

Lachesis stood beside Clotho, not showing the helplessness in his heart.

Since Cloto wants to see it, there is nothing wrong with him accompanying him.

The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, surrounded by flowers in the middle, with the most white and beautiful petals, like a bride's dance skirt.

Lachesis evaluated in his heart, waiting for the birth of a nymph.

This was the first time he saw the birth of a Nymph, a character similar to an elf, who had always been Aphrodite's preference.

She will bestow beauty and ageless faces on them, making them the most dazzling among flowers.

The blue light converged towards the center, and many flowers flocked to the middle one, giving her blessings and expressing joy.

The flowers gradually changed.The crystal petals began to twitch and grow vigorously upwards, and the two leaves rolled together from an oval shape, becoming Nymph's arms.The flowers close together and become a bud, which is as tall as a person.

Clotho has seen many such examples, so he is not surprised at all.Lachesis is the kind of person who often shows surprise in his heart, and his face looks very calm.

Finally, the buds scatter, and a young maiden is born from the flowers.

Lachesis frowned, pointed her finger, and the white petals became a long skirt, wrapping the nymph born in the flower.

Convenience in this world is convenience, but everyone is a little unrestrained.

Lachesis suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, his face was still deserted.

The nymph born from the temple of Nyx also had dark hair.In fact, it's just dark, unlike Nyx and Lachesis, whose hair is as deep as the night.

The snow-skinned Nymph in a white dress looks thinner and pitiful against the backdrop of her black hair.

Lachesis frowned.Ning Fu has a pitiful face. She is much more beautiful than her sisters, and her temperament is even more pitiful.This may not be a kind of wealth.Lachesis hoped that the thoughts in her heart would not be confirmed, but the concepts in this world could not give her confidence.

"what's your name?"

The cold voice was like a clear spring knocking on the cliff, attracting the slightly ignorant Ning Fu.She tilted her head, and finally realized who the person standing in front of her was asking, and immediately replied with a pale face: "Anthea."

"Anthea, you and Arada will be my servants from now on." I hope his premonition is an illusion, and under his protection, this Nymph will be safe.

Anthea was overjoyed.An ordinary attendant is different from a follower. Although she was just born, she is not a child mentally. Naturally, she agreed very respectfully, with no loss of gratitude in her expression.

Clotho was satisfied with her attitude, and after taking a look at her, he decided that there was nothing interesting before pulling Lachesis to leave.

"I have recently spun the fate of many human beings, and my fingers are extremely tired." In fact, how could the gods have such a situation?

And this kind of emotion, she will only express it in front of her family.

Lachesis knew she was lying, but she still couldn't refuse.He glanced at Atropos pleadingly, but met his gaze with her body turned away.Knowing that this meant that he was unwilling to help, Lachesis sighed in his heart, and was obediently dragged back to his palace by Clotor, calling it a bond of affection.

It is possible to accompany and talk, but others are impossible. Waiting for Nyx to return to the temple from the earth, Lachesis also refused Clotho's retention and returned to his own temple.

Arada and Anthea stood outside the palace gate, and when they noticed him coming, they bowed respectfully.

"Don't come in without my consent." Leaving a sentence without emotion, Lachesis pushed open the stone door and walked into the hall.

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