Type-Moon Simulation: Conquering Greek Goddesses from the Start!

"Guh, gah—Oooooohhhhhh—!!"

Moran's only response was a tragic yet unyielding roar.

He severed the chains of pain and continuously tried to stand.

His entire body was already engulfed in flames.

Some parts had even carbonized and fallen off, but it didn't matter.

The faces of the women were embedded in his evaporating eyeballs, and he gritted his teeth, straightening his body towards the lightning.

It was as if he was resentfully shouting, "This is definitely not the end!"

Each bolt of lightning could almost destroy Moran's cells, constantly repeating the cycle of life and death.

It was like a trial, praising this king who could endure until now.

He never doubted the path beneath his feet.

Whether he could do it or not, he had decided to do it.

He fought for what he desired until his lamp burned out.

Telling himself he could do it, his spirit soared, literally burning his very life.

He had likely lost consciousness.

He was being supported solely by his survival instincts.

His figure was heartbreaking, yet it evoked a thousand emotions.

[It is not only the Great God Zeus who is watching]

[The gods in the Olympian temple are also focused, all of them concentrating their minds on this information unit]

[Watching this magnificent scene]

"My dearest... Why... Why... Please... Please don't do this anymore... If you continue like this...!"

Artemis's delicate body trembled continuously.

She covered her face, feeling suffocated.

Even now, Moran had not begged her to intervene.

Even after being struck by Zeus's lightning millions of times, this man had never pleaded for mercy or surrendered.

Watching the man she loved being tortured like this.

Her heart was undoubtedly bleeding.

She pleaded for him to ask her for help in the next second, but all she heard were his tragic, piercing roars.

Stop, stop, don't—!

Artemis's heart was sobbing uncontrollably.

Finally, the lightning stopped.

It wasn't because the gods had consulted Zeus, nor for any other reason; he stopped on his own.

"Moran, you are undoubtedly a human I have never seen before. I used my full power... at least, in this form! Yet you did not die and are still alive like this! Mammals called humans are nothing more than reeds that think, and although you are essentially the same..."

Zeus paused his speech there.

In the scalding sea filled with currents of divine might, only a pitch-black existence, almost charred by electricity, remained.

[Even your human form is distorted]

[You can survive under Zeus's God's Thunder]

[Although there is the connection with the Mother Goddess Medusa, and the fact that Great God Zeus could not use his full power]

[Your Unbending Will is also a key factor in your endurance]

[Various factors, none of which are dispensable]

[You know that the form Zeus has manifested is not his true body]

[This form itself is more for dialogue, and its combat capability is lower compared to his true body]

"But! How can there be such resilient reeds in this world! To go this mad for the sake of happiness to such an inhuman degree!"

Zeus said, gritting his teeth.

There was no anger or dissatisfaction in his words; they were filled with incomprehension and shock.

Even as a Great God, he was astonished.

For a moment, he found it difficult to accept that such a mad species could be human.

They witnessed how extraordinary heroes were, transcending common sense.

[Divine light enveloped this sea area]

[Even you, who were scorched beyond recognition by the lightning, were also bathed in this divine light]

[It was Zeus who issued the command to the gods]

["My lord has decreed that, to show our magnanimity, I command in my name the goddess Demeter, the Earth Goddess who presides over the eternal harvest, to bestow mercy here."]

[Demeter did not refuse.]

[She gazed at you, who had survived even the lightning, and a maternal affection flowed from her heart.]

[Such a resilient child.]

[If only you were a beloved offspring by her side, she would surely never let you suffer such pain.]

[If her own child could become as dazzling as this, possessing a tenacious will like a flower on a cliff—]

[How gratified she would be as a mother.]

[This was a state that her child absolutely could not have achieved under her care.]

[The affection of the Machine Gods cannot foster Heroes.]

[Heroes, are they truly this dazzling?]

[Some gods couldn't help but think this.]

Chapter 53: My Grace May Not Be Resisted [Seeking Flowers! Seeking Monthly Votes!]

["Sorrow is death, sorrow is the end."]

["My beloved people of Olympus, and you, my little hero who has crossed thousands of lightning bolts and defied us, how pitiable you are. I bestow mercy upon you here, this is a blessing."]

"[You are the bounty that plows the stars—]"

Waves of energy spread out like a tide.

As divine light descended and illuminated the sea, the aura of life filled the space.

The citizens of Olympus who had died were resurrected.

Those who had lost their lives at the bottom of the sea regained consciousness and swam back towards the surface.

[This divine skill is astonishing.]

[It is something only the great deeds of gods can accomplish, to resurrect the once-dead on a large scale with one's own power.]

[You were also illuminated by the divine radiance.]

[The true form that governs the earth.]

[Demeter, the goddess of earth and harvest, her name means Mother Earth, she is the Earth Mother Goddess who inherited Gaia's divine nature.]

[She is a god who saves humanity with the immortal fruit of longevity.]

[Her true form is the infinite material-producing tower that endlessly circulates resources, a starship for material production.]

[You were reborn under her care.]

[Your form, which had almost turned into coal, regained its shape, your scorched skin peeled off, and you regained your fair, lustrous complexion.]

[Due to the care and mercy bestowed by the gods.]

[You have regained your life.]

[Medea and Atalanta immediately rushed to your side. Although you were resurrected by the God of Agriculture using his divine authority, you were still weak.]

[However, you clenched your fist.]

[This kind of pity and mercy granted by the enemy is not what you and the Pellasgi need.]

"How is it? This is our divine power. Although we come from outer realms, before our arrival, what was the attitude of the native gods on this land towards humanity? Would they have shown such mercy?"

Zeus gazed at the resurrected Moran.

[He still remembered the native gods born from this planet.]

[They ruled humanity with cruelty and indifference, their methods so inefficient that the Machine Gods considered them an item to be eliminated.]

[Humans didn't even have time to grow]

[Before they were destroyed by the gods.]

[They constantly staged the end of the world on this land, merely treating humans as playthings.]

"A hero like you is truly rare, even in the world, there are very few. To die like this would be too much of a waste—accept my blood/heritage."

[Zeus made an unexpected suggestion.]

[Not only did he not have the thought of destroying or erasing you, but he also spoke of providing you with his own heritage/blood.]

"Accept my divine blood. Even your deceased citizens can be resurrected by Demeter using her authority, and as for the sins you have committed before, they can also be written off."

Zeus's tone was calm and steady.

As if he hadn't considered your thoughts from the beginning.

Or rather, he felt it wasn't important.

[He believed that those who had witnessed the might of the Machine Gods would not refuse this transaction with no loss.]

[For the Machine Gods, the information was still insufficient.]

"I'm afraid the fundamental reason Zeus proposed this suggestion was to collect data on so-called Heroes."

The Pellasgi citizens heard the Great God's words.

As did the citizens of Olympus.

All eyes were on you, waiting for you, the sovereign of a nation, to give your answer.

Artemis stared intently at you.

She desperately hoped you would accept this deal.

"I refuse."

Moran replied without hesitation.

There was no need to waste time thinking about such a thing.

Not a single Pellasgi citizen regretted it.

This answer had been in their hearts from the very beginning.

The citizens trusted Moran, their king, immensely.

"Hmph, my favor cannot be refused!"

Zeus once again increased the pressure.

This time, all the citizens resisted stubbornly, their resistance far stronger than the last time.

"Everything I give to people.

Is all favor, all love, all things that ought to be accepted!"

Zeus watched you all struggle to hold on.

He turned his gaze to Medusa, knowing that it was this Earth Mother Goddess who had allowed you to persevere until now.