Greek Demon Myth - Greek Demon Myth chapter 141

141 – Crushed by a self-imposed calamity.

Zeus, the king of the gods, is the god of the sky and the ruler of law and order.

He is also the god of heroes who gave birth to countless heroes and the king of heroes who protects Greece from monsters and alien beings.

However, no one remembers the queen’s true identity hidden behind such a king’s prestige.

It was because he passed on all of his past powers and karma to other gods in order to take on the biggest job.

“I gave the ancient secrets and mysteries to Hecate of the distant sea, the fertility of the land to my dear sister Demeter, the life of the newly sprouting seed to Kore, and the queen of the underworld, who should now be called Persephone. .”

However, there is only one thing she still has in her old profession.

Because she had never been able to bear the weight and responsibility, and enjoy that authority and power.

“Ares has a very violent temper, so I am afraid of what kind of evil will happen if I pass it on.

Poor Hephaestus was exiled and impaled in a volcano for trying to protect his mother in front of his father…”

Hera, who was lying on her side and complaining to me, let out a deep sigh and turned her head away.

This was the direction in which Hebe, who slipped away to talk comfortably, disappeared.

“Originally, I thought Hebe, I was going to leave it to that child. I couldn’t even force her daughter to follow the thorny path I had walked.”

“…Heh heh.”

No, then I am.

Don’t you feel sorry for the poor devil who is about to die from the disaster he brought on himself?

Is it intentional or is it just a habit?

Hera would sometimes stare blankly at me with her creepy beautiful eyes.

I just laughed at her fiendish eyes that seemed to suck in even the soul.

‘She’s got some side dishes left, so she’s the lady next door who’s telling her to take them.’

The word karma was a very strange word to me.

At one time, it was dismissed as nonsense that Buddhist monks memorize like Buddha chanting.

Because the mysterious flows that I peeped at as I crossed the extreme and climbed the talma were not metaphysical concepts, but a common sense and phenomenon such as gravity or air flow.

Everything in the world has its own karma, and due to the karma you do, all things circulate, and in return for doing that karma, all things enjoy life.

It was too organic to be called a machine, and too sophisticated to be called a life form, so the marvelous sight was indescribable.

I remembered the magnificence that I couldn’t help but admire that this is the world.

The sun shone white like a primordial flame, the sea breathed endlessly, and the mountains and rocks quietly cried and waved gently.

A world where nothing was stopped and flowed proudly and breathed.

And in a world where the greatest karma of such a world takes shape and reigns as a god.

This goddess immediately asked me to take a piece of the foundation of the world.

“No, that, whoa…”

“hehehe, isn’t it complicated?”

It’s complicated. It’s terrifyingly complicated.

Even when she confidently declared that she was the best person in the world, she suddenly gave a clue to the realm of truth that was not even allowed to wander to reach it?

‘It’s like leveling up, just because you’ve completed a quest, or if you’ve eaten a pair of sandals…’

I don’t know, but only God, no God knows how much time and effort it will take if you try to digest it, learn it as your own, and forge a rock.

‘How long did it take for me to become a Talma and lay the foundation for the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art…?’

I remember that 20 years have passed well…

Even in a world where real gods live, I couldn’t figure out how much else I would have to roll to be in the business of the gods.

I know I’d like to take a firm lead on what’s beyond the realm I’ve reached.

I didn’t know if I should be astonished at the pre-booked high school students, so I just washed my face dry.

“The right to veto is…?”

“Maybe?”

Ah, yes, I guess.

The goddess Hera seemed to be quite friendly than I heard, but she boasted a strangely unique pace.

She doesn’t bully or threaten, but if you look closely, this beautiful lady is doing what she says.

In an instant, the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of life came rushing in. A pitiful devil just laughed at the rushing party.

She’s not sure if this is laughing or crying.

My head slowly sank down like ripe rice on my shoulders and head, which were getting heavier.

“Zeus, did our proud king find the great hero with the serpents I sent as a sign?”

The voice of the queen, who didn’t care about me, tickled my ears and grabbed my head as I tried to dig into the ground.

It was a famous story that I knew.

The story of Hera, who did not know which of the two babies born to Zeus by cheating on her was Zeus’s son, and sent two snakes to kill them both.

Unfortunately for the snakes, however, one of the babies was Hercules, and what the king and queen saw the next day was their son who was playing with the dead snake, smiling brightly.

Wait.

Can’t bring this up at this timing…?

“Hey, my queen?”

If I raise my head and look into the Queen’s face with a hopeless heart.

I saw the goddess nodding her head in satisfaction as if you were right.

“Yes, just like Zeus did. I also realized the signs by watching your performance.”

The Queen of the Gods slowly approached with her graceful steps and was looking down at me in front of me before I knew it.

‘It’s different.’

Either the graceful oak-colored hair that was waving softly, nor the beautiful eyes that seemed like they could be sucked in. Nothing had changed, but it was definitely different.

A while ago, there was no elegant lady who was leisurely lamenting her life.

My old mother who looked down on this land even before I was born.

A tyrant who made the warriors of the beginning suffer from heartbreak and shed a lot of blood even before they coughed up blood.

A wise man among wise men who has mastered the world’s logic with a depth that no one dares to follow.

She is the first priestess to confess her faith to gods who are now forgotten and have no faith.

-Side.

The priest of the forgotten gods himself bent down and kissed my cheek.

“The king of the gods and the great hero who inherited the king’s blood. Who is the enemy who destroyed it with one stroke?”

Like a witch casting her spell, the primordial witch covered my face with her pure white hands and made her look at herself.

“Who was the blasphemer who took down the arrogant queen who rode in the crescent moon carriage and reigned supreme over the forest?”

The cruel disaster that brings hardship and adversity to all gods and heroes breathed in my ears.

“Lastly, all the gods of heaven and all the kings of the earth. Who has brought the heroes and princes of their blood to their knees, enchanted and subdued?”

Three Mori Eyes determine all fate.

The Goddess of Vengeance Erinies, who is feared because of her kind people, is also three.

And instead of reigning over the heavens and underground, it’s also three.

An event that happened three times is destiny, and the oldest witch’s eye of wisdom says that this is a sign.

It was a sign that the biggest career she had to carry with her to the end of her life had finally found her bowl.

[A great business left to me by the old chestnut mother.

I am the adversity, the suffering, the enemy who destroys, and the lord of beings who represent glory…]

The strange strings that came through the whispers pulsated through the heart’s bloodstream.

The name and authority that came to mind naturally were still small, but they were enough to imprint their existence on me.

[He is the master of fate feared by all (O κύριος της μοίρας που όλοι φοβούνται.)]

A new business engraved in my heart that naturally pops out.

Hearing this, Hera smiled brightly and stroked my hair like a mother looking at her newborn son.

“I will return the karma born to the night to the night. All the hardships and adversities of the world will soon become your servants and serve you. I will soon become your spear and destroy the enemy.”

-Side.

The priest of the forgotten gods blessed my forehead with a kiss, ending the unseen coronation ceremony.

* * *

“Do you pass down your business as if you were roasting beans with lightning?”

I asked when Her Majesty the Queen, who seemed tired for some reason, took some time to breathe after a strange time passed as if it was something major or not.

A strange sign felt in the heart.

The energy of a small pea-sized business, like a seed planted in the ground, was definitely different from any other energy I had seen.

It’s very small and small, but even I couldn’t fathom the condensed authority and divine power within it.

I tried stroking it with wipa-gong and reverse-perforation, just in case, but I was surprised by the seed that absorbed all the energy, and just let go.

“You are surprised that there has not been an incident like this until now. Didn’t Chiron teach you? It was decided to draw lots when sharing the three sovereign rights in the beginning, and we also exchanged new business along with staffs and musical instruments.”

“Usually, it is called a myth here, but you speak as if you are talking about a bargaining board in a dottegi market.”

“Puhahahahaha! That’s not entirely wrong!”

I finally said a word to the remarks of the person who was Shinhwa, Nabal, and mystified.

I wonder why this queen calls me so pretty when I see her giggling.

‘Are you saying that you really hit Hercules?’

After…

If you think that the snowball that I was angry with in the early days of joining the Forest of Heroes was a snowball, it was a story that all of this was a disaster that I sowed and brought on myself.

“As you may have felt, the career planted in you is just dormant.

If you understand its meaning and accomplish tasks worthy of your profession, you will someday bloom and ascend to Olympus.”

“Or go to Tartarus.”

Tartaros = Infernal Hell in Greece. You seem to think so.

From what Nemesis and Eris are saying, Tartarus just feels like home to a Nyx native like me.

“Anyway, I’m sorry I rushed through the process as you said, like roasting beans in lightning. Originally, a grand banquet was held, and thousands of priests had to pass it on while consecrating…”

Looking for something to catch on, Hera suddenly frowned and growled.

“Anyway, Zeus, that senile thing must have smelled it. I couldn’t help it.”