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

This excitement also infected the other two goddesses, and faintly, a chilling coldness spread from the temple.

The spotted flower snake spread down from the stone pillars, and the icy light flickered quietly in the two jewel-like eyes.

Clotho called out the name of Erinyes, but was not worried about what they would do.These three goddesses have a little weird little problem, but most of the time, the revenge they represent is justice.That's why their title of Nemesis sounds terrifying, but is also very respectable.

It is even said that the awakening of Lachesis is a pleasure for them.

It is a good thing for them to increase the frequency of dispatches of Erinyes only when the scourge is distributed.

This is the first time that Lachesis assigned fate to human beings. It was related to the restoration of his godhead, and Clotho asked quickly: "How is it, does it work?"

Lachesis raised his finger, and the sunlight swayed between his fingers. The moment he met his gaze, there seemed to be a momentary distortion, making the entire space as if it had been scorched by the sun.

Shaking off the sunshine that shouldn't exist around him, Lachesis' eyes were cold.

It's a kind of surveillance, in a world where even sunlight is sometimes unsafe, it's likely that these are the eyes of the gods.

"Let's go back to Mother's Temple first." Lachesis quickly accepted Nyx as his mother at this moment.In this world, if there is such a great god protecting him, his chances of survival will increase exponentially, not to mention that Nyx is also surrounded by the same primitive god Erebus.With the help of two primitive gods, his growth will be more powerful.

Clotho was also excited for a while, and quickly calmed down after hearing his words just now. After the three exchanged glances, they slowly flew away from the ground and headed towards the junction with Tartarus.

Not long after the three gods left, a tall figure appeared in the place where they left.

It was a man, his figure was a bit taller than the humans on the ground, and there was a light called wisdom shining in his eyes.His handsome face was even more dazzling against the sun, and when his gaze fell on the child on the ground, the light in his eyes was replaced by love.

The man picked up the lucky little guy who was favored by the goddess of fate, and pinched his nose.

The boy with a soul has bright eyes. Compared with his kind, he is extremely energetic, and the light in his pupils is even equal to the stars in the sky.

The man holding him is Prometheus, the Titan god who created human beings.The child in his arms is a life that has just been born from his hands. Just now, he noticed that something related to him had changed. After thinking for a while, he immediately rushed here, but he did not expect to meet this child .

Compared with the moment when he was just born, he has changed too much.

"It's a pity." Pressing his fingers on the boy's forehead, Prometheus tapped lightly, but did nothing.

It was his luck that the boy would be the wisest of men.Also, sadly, he's not destined to have an equally intelligent kind.That makes him an outlier, and it will make him successful.

Gently dropping a kiss on the boy's forehead, Prometheus put him down again, turned and flew away.

The world was peaceful, only the brilliance of Hyperion danced quietly at the boy's fingertips, waiting for someone to take the child away.

*****

Compared with the outside world, Nyx's temple is a little less noisy from all things, and when stepping into it, one feels a sense of tranquility in one's heart.Lachesis struggled out of the vortex of power, and only then remembered that he had decided the fate of a human being so easily today, as if it was just a matter of raising his hand, but it represented a lifetime of life.

"It's mother's temple, tell me the recovery effect of godhead." Clotho asked excitedly, hugging his arm.

This is the first time that Lachesis distributes blessings and misfortunes to human beings. If the law is not so stingy, the recovery of godhead should be considerable.

"It's not that easy." Lachesis reached out and rubbed her head, "Today is already very lucky."

His sudden closeness startled Clotho, and he failed to ask about the recovery of the godhead immediately.At this time, Clotho felt incredible in his heart.

She was still troubled by the other party's grooming last night, but today Lachesis is willing to get close to him.

If Lachesis had been so close to him from the beginning, Clotho might not have been so surprised.The intimacy after the alienation is surprising.

Lachesis didn't expect Clotho to be so excited just by touching his head, and he still explained to him seriously: "I gave that boy a soul, and the law accelerated the healing of my godhead. Similarly, as the first one I As a human being who distributes blessings and misfortunes, there is not much help he can give me." Too much is too much, and the wool can't be caught by one, and if the godhead wants to recover, he has to think of other ways.

Even though Clotho had been prepared in his heart, he would still be disappointed when the facts came out.She secretly condemned Fa Shi's stinginess, but she never dared to say it, otherwise, with Fa Shi's narrow-mindedness, who knows what kind of punishment will be given to her.

"It's better for things to be gradual." Atropes seldom speaks, but her thoughts have always been consistent with Lachesis's, "Today is just to familiarize yourself with your abilities temporarily. Next, we will no longer Go out and stay in the Mother Temple to complete your duties."

Lachesis agreed with him and nodded silently.

"Starting with humans first, will there be pressure?" Atropos had a rare humor, but he was actually a little worried secretly.

Lachesis shook his head: "No, replenishing the godhead is more important." He had a feeling that something seemed to be following him.When the light of Hyperion shone on him today, he only felt a moment of disgust, as if the god hidden under the sun was opening his dazzling eyes, carefully watching his every move.

His appearance seemed to have caused some restlessness among the gods, and what Clotho said when he first came rang in his mind.The so-called villain who would "bully" him seemed to have an unusual identity, otherwise the other two goddesses would not have hid him in Nyx's temple.

As long as he is under the protection of Nyx for a day, there will be no danger coming.

After returning to the temple, it is natural to have a walk in front of Nyx.Like the most ordinary family members, Lachesis recounted what happened today, and then remained silent, waiting for Nyx's guidance.

"Don't be anxious, you will always succeed." Nyx's eyes swept over the silent Lachesis.With black hair and black eyes, this child looks quite similar to her, and even Erebus, who has always been indifferent, mentioned something in the morning.In him, Nyx did not see failure, and she believed in her own judgment.

Not daring to disturb Nix, the three stayed for a while, then left soon, and returned to their own residences.

Lachesis silently refused Clotho's proposal to rest together again.

He would never get too close to Clotho until he was sure that Clotho would not do anything against moral integrity.Of course, even if Clotho had no plans for him, getting too close was absolutely impossible.

This world is really awkward everywhere.

Sitting alone on the stone bed, there was a wooden shelf in front of Lachesis. The faint fragrance of wood diffused from it, lingering in Lachesis's nose, with a smell that made him addicted.

A horizontal bar was erected on the wooden frame with a few small holes scattered on it. Lachesis threw out the gold sticks in his hand and let them fall on the wooden frame.

A long pole is erected on the left, where the silk threads spun by Clotho will appear on the long pole. At that time, Lachesis will measure the length for them, and after distributing blessings and misfortunes, they will automatically search for Attropes , Atropes' golden scissors move, and this man's lifespan will come to an end, and when his destiny has completely wound around this silk thread, it will be the end of his life.

If Hypnos exists at that time, he will fall into a deep sleep, and Thanadus will take him away in his sleep, arrive at Hades, and judge where he should go after death. This is the life of a human being. the end.

The life of measuring life and distributing blessings and misfortunes is extremely boring.Lachesis felt that he was a bit like a worker on an assembly line at this time, doing the same job but getting very little in return.

It is probably because the fate of human beings has been assigned all the time, and every time the fate is assigned, there is very little restoration of the godhead.Coupled with the fact that Prometheus's creation of human beings is really slow, they all want Lachesis to fly to him and urge him to speed up the creation of the opposite sex, so that human beings can reproduce on their own.

It's just that these are just thoughts. If he dares to change the course of his fate in advance, it is estimated that the soybeans will explode into beautiful fireworks in the end.

It is one thing that Prometheus is slow in making people, and another reason, Lachesis has been embarrassed to tell Clotho directly.

That is, the fate she gave to everyone is too peaceful. If Clotho was a screenwriter, then the fate he spun for everyone would have no fluctuations, no contradictions, and could not arouse Lachesis' interest. A boring and flat life.

To put it simply, Clotho is a storyteller, but Lachesis, who listens to his story, wants to fall asleep.

But if he was asked to point it out in person, Lachesis didn't want to, and couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

If everyone has a fate of ups and downs, then there are too many conflict points, and maybe his power to recover his godhead will also increase, but that represents a miserable life that humans don't want to have.

Lachesis admits that he is not cold enough to look down on the tragic fate of mankind.

The author has something to say: Cloto: Meow meow? ?Am I bad at telling stories?