Greek Family Tradition 1/4
The Greek World, the Lesser Anatolian Peninsula, the Chryseis Marsh.
An elegant goddess with flowing blonde hair and a pure white veil walks barefoot on the misty, swirling earth.
What sets this beautiful and solemn figure apart is that, despite being Black Veil, her movements are fluid and graceful, seemingly unaffected by the darkness before her.
As we walked further and further into the thick fog, the hustle and bustle from the Mount Othrys seemed to be silenced by the stillness of this lake.
The goddess let out a long sigh and stood quietly before a clear, deep pool. The mirror-like water still reflected the troubles gathered between her brows.
Ever since the youngest brother Cronus obeyed the command of the Mother Goddess Gaia, took up a sickle, and castrated the tyrannical god Uranus, the King of Gods passed to him.
Meanwhile, the twelve brothers and sisters who participated in this rebellion, no longer subject to the divine suppression of Uranus, gradually activated their innate powers.
They ascended Mount Othrys to become the twelve gods who ruled the Greek World, enjoying glory and high rank.
Because Uranus, the god of war, was castrated, betrayed, and banished, he gave new names to his descendants in his anger.
It means "Titan" or "rebel".
Therefore, those who established New Gods realm on Mount Othrys, consolidating and ruling the Greek World, are also known as the "Twelve Titans".
Although betraying the God of War is not a glorious past.
But without a doubt, Uranus's forced union of heaven and earth also severely suppressed the development and evolution of the Greek World.
The sky was dark and chaotic, the earth was boiling and trembling, and a fierce Aether Storm filled the air, leaving almost no trace of life on earth.
As he was castrated, lost his divine powers, and was banished, heaven and earth separated. The raging ether, after settling, gradually became gentle and tamed, and began to nourish and nurture all things and spirits.
In addition, the Twelve Titans also used their powers to gradually expand and perfect the framework of the Greek World.
Under the creation of the gods, those chaotic clumps became clearer, each with its own color and vitality.
The world was so prosperous and beautiful; this was the Golden Age of the Greek Gods.
But now, thousands of years have passed since the banishment of the god Uranus.
It's been too long.
So long ago, those who diligently perfected the world's framework have become pleasure-seekers in the Mount Othrys, indulging in alcohol, women, and brawls all day long.
So long that Dragon Slayer rises up in resistance against oppression can transform into a monstrous dragon that sweeps across the sky, causing all things to tremble and cower on the ground.
Now, few of his brothers and sisters care about where Greece's future lies.
However, there are no stars that shine in the sky forever, nor is there an eternal divine right.
Moreover, before being banished, Uranus had hurled a vicious curse upon the Twelve Titans.
"The great gods hate all their children."
He said these seedlings were growing in a way that was detrimental to their health.
One day, they will be punished for this.
According to the instructions of fate, the so-called "retribution" refers to being ridiculed by future generations and replaced.
This "family tradition" will most likely come true for the second-generation King of Gods, who personally castrated Cronus, the filial son of Uranus.
I had thought that with this curse, my brother, the King of Gods, would at least be more diligent and clear-headed.
But the strategy that the good brother Cronus came up with was to snatch the newborn child from his wife and sister Rhea and swallow it into his own belly.
As a result, Rhea, the goddess of time and one of the Twelve Titans, wept every day, yet was powerless to resist.
Now, all six children that Rhea has conceived and given birth to have been swallowed by Cronus.
In fact, to avoid the curse from coming true, the King of Gods rarely went to Rhea's palace, neglecting his wife and spending his days fooling around with a group of Nymphs.
Therefore, at each great gathering on Mount Othrys, Rhea, would weep to her brothers and sisters about the cruelty of her husband, Cronus.
As the youngest of the six Titan Goddess, she is always begged to stay by her older sister Rhea with sorrow and venting her frustrations.
Although he knew from the scene of Cronus was very power-hungry, his behavior of devouring his offspring and neglecting his wife was still too shameful.
Unfortunately, she was aloof and rarely interacted with her Titan Gods brothers and sisters, nor did she particularly enjoy meddling in such family matters.
Therefore, Rhea's complaints could only be listened to; he could offer little advice or comfort.
Over time, at each of the Mount Othrys, the male Titans would flaunt their muscles and boast about how many water fairies and beautiful female demons they had conquered.
Adding to this, her sister Rhea's sorrowful cries and grief made her thoroughly disgusted with this kind of gathering and want to avoid it at all costs.
Today, I just escaped from the chaotic and smoky atmosphere of Mount Othrys and headed to the remote Chryseis Marsh to clear my head.
However, even away from the noise, her irritability only increased.
Did that fool Cronus really think that the curse of the god of death could be broken simply by him swallowing those children?
Uranus, the god of war, initially mistreated these children and disliked the Hecatoncheires and Cyclops born of Mother Goddess Gaia, for being too noisy.
Not only did she suppress the innate powers of the Twelve Titans, but she also threw the Cyclops and Hecatoncheires into the abyss of the earth and imprisoned them in Tartarus Prison, which finally angered the Mother Goddess and caused her to lose her position as the Sky Father.
What's the difference between what Cronus is doing now and what the god of war used to do?
His so-called coping strategy is just a disguised way of avoiding the problem. Once the curse is unleashed, the outcome will probably be even more tragic.
Furthermore, as the curse's power expands, it might even affect the entire Mount Othrys.
More importantly, I've been feeling increasingly restless lately.
She had a vague feeling that some kind of change was stirring up a subtle breeze in a hidden corner, which would sweep across the entire Greek World once the time was right.
Recalling the vision in her mind of the sky tearing apart, the earth trembling, the rivers stained with blood, and the collapse of Mount Othrys, the goddess couldn't help but furrow her brow and murmur softly.
God Wars!
Perhaps, a drastic change is about to happen...
An elegant figure stood by the water, sighing deeply, her gaze filled with worry.
Just as she was about to return to the temple to rest for a few days, she vaguely sensed movement on one side and quickly concealed herself.
At this moment, two petite Nymphs emerged from a valley and began arguing.
"I caught this fledgling eagle that fell from its nest first, so it should belong to me!"
"I saw it first, so it should belong to me!"
One caught it first, the other saw it first; the two Nymphs each held their own opinion, each believing the fledgling eagle belonged to them, and neither would give way.
Seeing that the two children were about to start fighting, the little girl who had caught the eaglet first seemed to remember something. Her eyes darted around, and she wrinkled her delicate nose and snorted softly.
"Then let's go deep into the marshland, find that upright and Wise Serpent, and let it determine who this thing truly belongs to!"
"Okay! Let's go!"
Another Nymphs, unwilling to give up, immediately confronted her, and the two of them, one after the other, angrily disappeared into the mist.
A righteous and Wise Serpent?
When did a rational magical beast appear in the Chryseis Marsh?
The goddess, her eyes veiled in black gauze, paused for a moment with a strange expression.
The moment she started walking, she subconsciously followed the two Nymphs, quietly trailing behind them.