Heracles Says, "Fuck It"

In the past, some people seized the wisdom of the gods and scattered it among the human world like sparks.

In the past, someone broke God's monopoly, giving everyone access to knowledge.

That person was not Prometheus.

Prometheus was not a man, but a god— Machine God who appeared before the Olympus Olympian Gods ruled Greece, a descendant of the Titans.

Although the Machine God were defeated and replaced by the Olympus Machine God, and their crown of dominion was taken away, Prometheus was not eliminated.

Instead, they were accepted into the Olympian Gods.

Although he is called a god, Prometheus naturally leans towards humanity because the Greeks were 'created' by him. Prometheus's destroyed body represents "evolution" and "repair," which is the manifestation of the concept of the goddess of concepts, and also the process of human beings gradually evolving from animals into humans.

Later legends say that he created humankind, which is not entirely wrong.

Therefore, he loved humanity as a father loves his child. However, before this, he had never thought that his child could live independently or have the possibility of escaping the gods.

Until the former King of Uruk brought the empire's borders to the edge of the Aegean Sea.

Until the King of Gold brought the story of the Sage like the wind.

Only then did the idea of stealing the Heavenly Fire arise in his mind. That fire was not the fire in the open, but the fire of wisdom and freedom.

Rovi is Prometheus's imagined companion, forerunner, and companion.

He had hoped to meet her countless times, but had never been able to. Now, Heracles had brought him this news.

"But!" On the high mountain, the Titan Giants, bound by the King of Gods, sighed, "Child of Zeus, you should know that I cannot leave without the King of Gods' permission."

"I know," Heracles nodded. "But what I'm saying is serious. Even if I can't now, I will definitely release you."

"But before that, I hope you can teach me—wisdom."

"I have heard that you possess one of the tablets of clay scattered across the earth by the sages."

"If you want it, I can give it to you." Prometheus paused, but was not surprised. "But those who pursue wisdom will one day pay the price."

"It's alright, because of me..." Heracles smiled, and finally, he could utter those three words: "Damn it, I don't care!"

Prometheus paused for a moment, then laughed.

"That's how it is. I was the same way back then, which is why I stole the Heavenly Fire —you have indeed met the sage!"

He burst into laughter, and the Titan's body, bound by iron chains, swayed, causing the mountaintop to shake uncontrollably.

The language may be simple, but these three powerful words conveyed to Prometheus the determination of the young man named Heracles.

Do what you want to do.

That's what we're going to do... fight to the death! That's what we're going to do, fucking not care!

"It seems that Lady Athena has left." In the Athenian city-state, in the temple of Athena, which stands at the very heart and highest point, a light veil flutters gently, covering the dust that drifts in the sunlight. A purple head pops in from outside and looks around the spacious hall.

"Sister, Athena has just defeated Lord Ares and gathered all the concepts of war. Now, of course, she needs to digest them!"

"Sister, sister, what is digestion?"

"..."

Amidst the commotion, two slender, petite figures slipped in from behind that little purple head.

They had long, flowing purple hair and wore plain white dresses. Their skin, white and delicate, swayed gracefully beneath the flowing fabric like blooming lilies.

Rovi followed closely behind and entered, glancing around the temple before him with a slightly thoughtful expression.

"Welcome..." Medusa whispered, following closely beside him.

However, as soon as she spoke, she immediately attracted the attention of Stheno and Euryale over there.

"Medusa, you've been secretly talking to us again..."

"You'll be punished, won't you?"

"Sorry!"

Seeing the three 'girls' who looked alike in front of him, Rovi smiled.

Although they seem stern, Stheno and Euryale actually like Medusa, Medusa likes her two older sisters in return—even though she seems a little afraid of them, she knows they care about her.

This stems from the pure friendship of the Three Goddesses.

Rovi looked around.

After the war ended, Rovi, as the 'hero' who led the Athenian side, was naturally invited here.

The magnificent hall, built of marble, was completely empty.

"Ah... it seems that Lady Athena is not here, so we will have to entertain you."

"By the way, you're Luo Rovi, right?"

"He came from Athena's family, you should be with Lord Rovi, sister!"

"Aren't they all the same, sister?"

The lively sisters chatted amongst themselves, but no matter what they said, they never strayed far from Medusa.

"You two have such a good relationship!" Rovi interrupted their murmur in a low voice, and he remarked with admiration.

"Sister, he said we have a good relationship?"

"Little sister, do you think we have a good relationship?"

"Whether a relationship is good or not is not something you can ask others." Rovi shook her head, interrupting the two sisters, who were somewhat mirroring each other, once again. "You should ask yourselves."

"Why do you speak like Lady Athena, making it incomprehensible to others?" Euryale, somewhat displeased.

"Sister—" Stheno whispered, "Don't mention Athena in the temple."

Stheno finished speaking, he looked at Rovi and said, "Also, Lord Rovi, don't treat us like children. We've lived for a long time!"

"It's probably been... a few hundred years, right?" Euryale added from the side.

"Then I apologize, I was born in Uruk, and according to the timeline, at least a thousand years have passed." Gilgamesh existed in the 27th century BC, according to later dating systems, while the Heroic Age of Greece was between the 12th and 13th centuries BC.

There is nothing wrong with this calculation.

"It seems...yes?" Stheno counted on her fingers.

"Then what should we ask of you?" Euryale's eyes widened as well. "Having lived so long, and still able to fight Ares like that, are you really human?"

"Human potential is limitless. Look at the gods, even they rely on humans to wage war."

"It seems so?"

The two sisters exchanged a glance, each seeing the surprise in the other's eyes—the joy of a child discovering a toy.

In contrast, Medusa, who remained silent throughout, appeared much calmer.

I don't know why...

She always felt that when Rovi looked at the three of them, there was a hint of pity in his eyes.

I don't quite understand.

But it was well-intentioned nonetheless.

Medusa held the same goodwill towards those who were kind, which is why she tried to save him in front of her.

This is because of the lack of such people.

It is also because they had been hurt, but were saved by kind-hearted people.

That gentle figure in the lush green forest... the Luo Wei in front of him is similar to that one.

"Alright, if you're tired, go and rest. I'll wait here for Athena to arrive." Rovi lowered his hands, his linen robe covering his entire body. He looked around the palace before him, finally fixing his gaze on the statue of the god in the very center.

"Alright." Stheno and Euryale exchanged a glance, then silently took Medusa's hands, one on each side.

"Hey, let's go get something to eat!"

"Sister, sister, I want to eat that one again, just like last time..."

"No, this time it should be given to Medusa— "

"I don't have to..."

"..."

The clear, youthful voice faded into the distance, and a gentle breeze carried the scent of the Aegean Sea and salt.

Rovi stood still.

Suddenly,

A sliver of moonlight shines obliquely.

He looked up at the gradually falling silence of the world and seemed to see a gentle figure.

Artemis, Goddess of the Moon, gazes at the earth as if searching for something.