Foresight: The Spark of the Multitude Is Me

Prometheus waited and waited for Rovi's to appear, for him to come to this extremely high and distant mountain.

He also believed that Rovi would definitely appear here.

after all...

"—My clay tablet should be returned to its rightful place!"

Rovi reached out his hand without any politeness. Although he had met this fire-stealer before and only received a few words from Heracles, he roughly knew what kind of person Prometheus was.

His purpose in coming here was also very clear.

It is our inescapable duty to reclaim our dark past!

"A clay tablet? Which one are you referring to? Is it one I'm giving to Heracles? Or one of other heroes? Like..."

Rovi: "..."

It's one thing to keep a dark history, but to spread it around everywhere is going too far.

Where did you come from, you glittery Golden Flash?

"Hahaha, just kidding! Of course, something that stores wisdom should be carefully treasured. How could I possibly give it away everywhere?!" Prometheus laughed loudly, his laughter echoing across the high mountain, causing the mountain to shake violently. "Even you can't take it back!"

"And you didn't come here for this, did you?"

No, that's exactly why I came here.

Rovi glanced sideways, then laughed at himself.

Retrieving the clay tablet was indeed his primary goal, but it was only one of his, and not his most important, goals.

Prometheus brandished the chains binding the giant's body and said, "You have come to end the reign of the King of the Gods."

He knows very well what he's doing.

After the new city-state, which outsiders called ' Rovi City,' was built, Rovi stayed there. As the angry Zeus had already heard, kings and nobles from all over the world often came to the city to learn from its wisdom.

In fact, it's not just that.

Because the shadows of the gods still linger in that city.

It goes without saying that goddesses like Athena, Artemis, and Hestia appeared when the city was built. After that, gods such as Apollo, Hephaestus, Hera, Queen of Heaven, and Poseidon also frequently stayed in the city.

They also came seeking wisdom.

He once built a magnificent palace, drove away the gods, and defeated Cronus and Tartarus with his power. The gods claimed that he would bestow upon mankind the original text of wisdom, and even the gods could not help but be tempted.

Thus, the Rovi City became another 'holy land' where the gods gathered.

"You have relied on these things to divide God from God."

"Whenever you arrive in the city, make a covenant with them. The gods will then release the people from their constraints, and they will gain deeper wisdom, power, and even more devout faith."

"What the gods don't know is that this belief does not include Zeus, the King of the Gods!"

"Hahaha... I have to say, you truly deserve to be called a sage! Intrigue, scheming, and deep planning—you're really something else!"

Prometheus recounts in detail the actions and tricks Rovi had performed, actions and tricks that Rovi had never told or mentioned to anyone.

Even if Little En, even if Gilgamesh.

Of course, Prometheus was wrong; he was wrong that Rovi's's goal was to completely enrage Zeus and cause him to kill him.

However, to be able to see these things already shows one's great wisdom and intelligence.

"Is this what you call foresight?" Rovi pondered.

"I was once the computational backup fleet computer of the Titan fleet of Atlantis. Although my physical body has long been lost, that essence still exists in my mind. What I control is the evolution of the concept of human evolution, which has given rise to [foresight], and also allows me to see through all the changes in the world!" Prometheus's eyes flashed with complex information.

He didn't see through Rovi; he had simply witnessed the world and taken in all its changes.

This is why he still voluntarily isolates himself here.

Because this is the highest mountain in Greece, it is still in the present world, yet it can clearly see every corner of the world. As long as he remains here, what he can see will be far more expansive and distant than what Zeus, high above, can see.

Therefore, he refused Heracles ' rescue and rejected the opportunity to escape that had existed for decades.

Or perhaps that's why Heracles failed to obtain the Golden Apple.

This led to a series of changes.

The mythological changes of the Yirenlie.

"So are you going to give me back my clay tablet or not?"

"..."

Prometheus seemed to want to speak but hesitated, as if to say something but then stopped, as if to say something but then stop...

But in an instant, Rovi laughed again, "But I think I understand what you mean by foresight."

"That's a ' Mind Unit ' in the Atlantis fleet's reserve force, right?"

"Yes, ' Mind Unit '! If you want to fight Zeus, you must have 'Brain Body' and seize my ancestral body, ' God of Ten Thousand Machines '!" Prometheus grinned, extremely confident.

This time, Rovi did not answer immediately. He simply stood on the mountaintop, gazing at the distant roaring thunder and the gradually emerging shadow of King of Gods Zeus.

As Prometheus said, from here one can indeed see the entirety of Greece.

From Athens to Sparta, from Troy to Rovi City...

When he left the Rovi City, the city's gods shone brightly in all directions, but now, all the gods have departed.

Enkidu stands in the city that is exactly the same as the Uruk City-State, on the highest, central steps of the royal palace.

In Athens, Athena stood solemnly in the Temple of Athena, while the Gorgon Sisters watched with trepidation as the goddess of wisdom and war radiated divine light and as she donned the crown of the gods.

Sparta, Apollo sighed, resigned to the situation, and could only display his divine light.

Hera, Queen of Heaven, the Queen of the Gods, caused colorful mists and rays of light to fall from the sky, Divine General dragged flames from the earth...

All the gods were terrified by the wrath of the God-King.

Apollo, Hera, and others were also aware of Rovi's's 'strategy,' and although they were terrified, they were helpless.

Because Zeus was always stubborn, or rather, arrogant.

He does not regard any of the other gods except himself.

He has determined that they have betrayed Him, so they have betrayed Him, and He can only be forced to stand on the side of Rovi's.

Together with Uruk, they confront the wrath of the God-King.

In that instant, birds and beasts took flight in fright.

At that moment, everyone was filled with unease.

"Zeus, the King of the Gods, has already demonstrated his power. He still exists in an extremely high dimension that only he can touch, which is the primordial world and the primordial boundary. He will unleash world-destroying lightning there."

So you need me—

"With my Titan race ' Mind Unit ', I unite the power of the Greek gods, just as King of Gods Zeus, united them when facing the Harvest Star Vanguard."

"Only then can you touch its essence and drag it into the mortal world!"

Rovi withdrew his gaze from the distance and looked at Prometheus, the former Titan race. Although he was bound to the boulder and suppressed by the remaining divine power of Zeus on the boulder, he showed no signs of decadence or depravity. Instead, he appeared radiant.

He was very happy.

Even though Prometheus knew he would die, because what he said required was for Rovi to shatter himself, extract it as the core of the Titan, and then embed that core into the machine he had taken from Cronus.

Cronus is a Titan Machine God, the powerhouse and flagship of the Starfleet. However, for a fleet to exert its full power, it cannot rely solely on its own strength.

The flagship is the commander and the unifier.

Such integration and command require logistical calculations to achieve.

This is the relationship between 'King' and 'Messenger'.

Only with the help of Cronus and the logistics calculator Prometheus could Rovi's's body's defects be barely repaired, and they barely managed to touch Zeus.

They barely managed to pull him down from that high place and then gave him a good beating.

Then he decided to die.

Rovi's's path to suicide has always been dramatic and spectacular, and it remains unchanged to this day.

Before that, Prometheus will die first.

"You will perish completely, leaving nothing behind, nothing at all!" Rovi shook his long robe, which was fluttering in the wind.

"I will leave the name Prometheus." Amidst the howling wind, Prometheus grinned. "Not a fire-stealer, but a Prometheus who defied fate."

"I am not afraid of death, but I am even more afraid of being trapped in this endless fate, from the sage of Uruk."

"I think you understand this better than I do. I am a wanderer, I am a guide!"

"Hahaha!"

Greek Mythology's prophecies are like fate; they are absolutely unchangeable and cannot be defied.

Just as Cronus defeated Uronus and gained control of the sky,

Just as Cronus was replaced by Zeus and imprisoned in Tartarus.

After Athena's birth, Zeus will become the eternal King of Gods.

This is fate.

Because the future God-King has already been strangled in a cage.

However, Prometheus was never one to back down.

He was a Titan, and he witnessed the fall of the God-King due to 'fate', and the demise of the Titan race.

But he still wanted to challenge fate.

Because he gained inspiration and courage from Rovi.

"Before hearing your story, I lived my whole life in fear of fate, but now, I want to rebel."

"You've already done it."

"Sage of Uruk, my guide, could you lead me—"

"To witness this?"

Amidst swirling winds and clouds still below, atop the Caucasus Mountains, the giant uttered words that sounded almost like a roar.

Prometheus, Titan race have survived to this day in defiance of fate, speaks of his ideals here.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thunder roared and exploded, layer upon layer.

In that exploding vortex.

The King of Gods never revealed his true form; he simply dropped a spear of lightning, representing destruction, from the sky to intimidate all things.

All things trembled, the gods were terrified, but Rovi raised his hand at that moment.

He did not respond to Prometheus's words.

He simply revealed a glimmer of light in his outstretched palm.

In the darkness of the surrounding fields, a single ray of light shone.

Prometheus was stunned. He looked at Rovi before him and at the light in his hand.

"You guessed some things right, but you guessed others wrong."

As the robe billowed, Rovi glanced to the side, a smile playing on his lips as the light from the palm illuminated his profile, "I came here indeed to drag Zeus into the mortal world."

"But I didn't come here to get your help."

"The so-called ' Mind Unit'— "

"I already had it."

Prometheus was stunned, for he discovered that light had appeared not only in Rovi's's hands, but also in the world shrouded in the shadows of dark clouds, and around the Aegean Sea, which was being swept and shaken by Zeus's thunderbolts.

That was more than just a glimmer of light, more than just a spark of fire.

That's... a person?

Even with Prometheus's foresight, he was somewhat stunned.

Because in this extremely high place, he saw that little bit of light gradually emerging, that was the light of humanity.

In Athens, an old man with white hair and beard held a scroll of parchment, a philosophical ancient book that he had copied from the Rovi City, a long journey away.

His body was glowing.

Outside the city of Sparta, a stern-faced, taciturn general was directing his army. They advanced and retreated in an orderly and disciplined formation. This was a battle formation that the general had learned from Rovi City, a formation that did not rely on miracles but only on formation to maximize the use of human strength.

His body was also glowing.

In the open fields, an old farmer gazes up at the turning waterwheel; in a small room, a craftsman pats his handiwork with satisfaction...

They, too, are shining.

But they were just ordinary people.

How can a mortal emit light? Though that light is extremely faint, though that light is as dim as a firefly.

But in the gathering of these scattered stars, what fell into Prometheus's eyes seemed to become a vast and surging galaxy.

"One person's strength is not enough to rely on, and one person's wisdom is not enough to depend on."

"How can your one mind compare to the wisdom of thousands?"

Rovi smiled.

From beginning to end, he came here only because he could see the entire Greek continent from here and witness the hearts and fires of those inspired by the city of Rovi's.

Prometheus was stunned.

He even forgot his earlier excitement and just stared blankly at the dazzling sky.

Can a stranger possess such power?

And such power was something he, the god of 'evolution' and the one with foresight, had never even imagined.

I...

"You have fulfilled your duty by persisting for a thousand years." Rovi reached out and stirred up a stream of energy that swept over the Titan who had stolen the Heavenly Fire, causing the chains to break and collapse layer by layer in an instant.

He patted Prometheus on his weathered shoulder.

"Prometheus, you are the manifestation of the concept of human birth, you are the fire-bringer of the Greek land, and the enlightener of humankind."

"You exist like a human being."

"You've done enough."

"But next—it's my, our, duty."

We are human beings.

Humans—

Freed from his bonds, Prometheus did not move, but simply stared blankly at what lay before him.

He seemed to see the very beginning of civilization, as humanity stumbled and struggled, step by step toward a bright future.

My child... has grown up!

Prometheus laughed.

He laughed so hard that tears streamed down his face.

Rovi, however, slowly walked towards the edge of the cliff, facing the vast world, where the Aegean Sea tides rose and fell, and the waves continued to roll.

He spoke.

He asked—

"All people of the world, would you be willing to die without cause, simply because you do not believe in that God? Would you be willing to live a muddled and ignorant life, becoming that God's domesticated servants?"

'I have enlightened you with wisdom, I have shown you how to do it; now, tell me, what is the answer?'

'Do you want to die like this, and live like this?'

The old man from Athens broke the pen in his hand.

The Sparta general hurled his spear into the sky, and the taciturn warrior proved his resolve with a single action.

The farmer trampled on the weeds and spat, while the craftsman tapped his hammer and smiled disdainfully.

Would you like to?

Unwilling.

Who wants to die? Who wants to live a life of aimless wandering?

Nobody wants that.

"Then—lend me your wisdom!"

Rovi smiled.

He grinned, laughing heartily and wildly.

The laughter eventually spread throughout the city, transforming into a surging, burning furnace engine.

The high-altitude mecha Machine God appeared in the sky, its vibrating iron wings whipping up a crimson storm. The mecha Machine God that Rovi had transformed into soared into the sky, with thousands of stars beneath its feet.

He crashed into the lightning bolts falling from the sky.

With one's own strength.

Yet it also ignited countless sparks across the sky.

Because of this moment...

'A myriad of sparks, all are me!'

"Come, Zeus!" Rovi raised his fist upwards, summoning countless sparks!