Athens Did Not Deserve Theseus

For Athens, Theseus in history is undoubtedly a bright spot.

When he arrived, bandits were rampant outside, monsters ravaged the land, and the city-states were impoverished. His uncle's 50 sons coveted the throne, instigated the nobles to rebel, and the citizens distrusted one another. The city was Death Qi. His father, Aegeus, hid in the palace, living in constant fear.

Along the way, Theseus eliminated Seneca the tree-splitter, Cercyon the bandit, and Damasters the great thief; he defeated Phea the monster and the Cenotaur bull; and abolished the humiliating practice of sending young children to the Crete Island to be sacrificed to the Minotaur Minotaur.

After arriving in Athens, he devised a plan to kill 50 of his uncle Pallas's rebellious sons, eventually accumulating merit and prestige, and ascending to the throne.

During his reign, Theseus abolished the separate city councils and independent institutions in each town, unified the various classes of Athens, established festivals, and formed a unified cultural identity. This transformed Athens from an isolated kingdom into a truly influential and cohesive city-state, which was accepted and celebrated by more and more people.

Furthermore, he guaranteed equal rights to all residents to attract new immigrants, and stipulated separate rights and obligations for each class.

As King, Theseus also limited his power. Just as he had promised, he subject the King's power to the checks and balances of the council of nobles and the assembly of the people.

It can be said that Theseus was the undisputed father of Athens.

However, the Athenians were hardly loyal to their founding father.

While Theseus was imprisoned in the underworld, the Athenians, fearing war, returned Helen, whom Theseus had abducted, to the city-state of Sparta. Afterwards, a Divine Blood Aristocrats named Menestheus declared himself the leader of the people and plotted to usurp the throne.

When the former King of Athens successfully escaped and returned to power, the country was in chaos. Menestheus, the leader of the rebellion, gained the support of the nobles.

The nobles actually commemorated Theseus's uncle Pallas and his sons, calling themselves the Pallas and opposing Theseus.

Amidst the surging public sentiment, even those who had previously hated Theseus were no longer afraid of him, and ordinary people, encouraged by Menestheus, were unwilling to obey the King's orders.

Initially, Theseus attempted to suppress the rebellion by force, but his efforts failed due to both overt and covert opposition. Thus, this founding father of Athens, who had laid the foundation for civilization, reluctantly decided to abandon the uncontrollable city. While seeking refuge in another country, he was betrayed and assassinated by Athenian nobles, dying in a conspiracy.

As time went by, Theseus' sons faced a difficult situation, being treated as ordinary soldiers. They even went to war together and participated in the Trojan War. It wasn't until Menestheus died that the leaderless Athenians asked them to take over the throne.

Legend has it that a hundred years later, the Athenians fought the Persians at Marat, and the spirit of the Great Hero Theseus reappeared from the earth, leading his people to defeat the invading Persians. Then, the oracle of Delphi instructed the Athenians to retrieve Theseus's remains and bury him in a grand ceremony.

The Athenians lined up to welcome Theseus's remains, as if Theseus were alive and returning to his homeland, enjoying the full honors bestowed upon him in death.

However, it wasn't until hundreds of years after his death that the Athenians, as his descendants, expressed their boundless gratitude and respect to this hero who had given them freedom and created Athenian law. What a load of rubbish!

Similarly, Samael's contributions to Athens were arguably even greater.

The creation of humankind, the transmission of fire, the Great Sacrifice and the game with Zeus, the suppression of Pandora's Box, the entry of the Three Goddesses into the sea, the rise of Mount of Ares, the founding of the Athenian Academy, the establishment of the Code of Law, the formation of the Hellenic Alliance, the War of the Giants...

The glory brought by these great achievements was almost entirely inherited by the Athenians.

What was the result?

After the Three Goddesses and the 88 constellations went to the Sea of Stars, all sorts of wicked and Ushi-Oni and Serpent Gods jumped out, busy seizing power without any regard for decorum, and completely disregarding him, the Saint King.

Furthermore, those so-called members of the Pandion Family were basically descendants of the sons of his nominal uncle, Pallas.

After all, Aegeus, the old King chosen by Athena, had few children in order to make way for Samael.

As time went by, the Athenians, swayed by freedom and democracy, developed an obsessive pursuit of individual power, which gradually led them to betray their King.

In a sense, the Athenians were unworthy of having 'Theseus', let alone inheriting his achievements.

It's no wonder that Anna, who had been watching from the sidelines and witnessing this from the shadows, was indignant.

However, the spirit of Theseus returned to Athens to help them fight against the Persians.

This so-called fate, surprisingly, coincides with his current experience; it truly is an inescapable destiny.

Samael snapped out of his daze, his eyes softening, and gently stroked Anna's smooth purple hair, chuckling softly as he spoke.

"Very well, let Helen and Gogo temporarily take over the government affairs. The wheel of fortune turns, and it's time for the Spartans to experience what it's like to sit in the council hall on Mount of Ares. So, please prepare the necessary procedures, Your Majesty?"

"Um!"

Little Anna nodded excitedly, reluctantly breaking free from Samael's head pat, and with her short legs, dashed out of the main hall like the wind, running towards the porch.

Samael watched Anna's figure gradually disappear into the distance, and chuckled softly to himself.

Leonidas, old friend, when you stood up for the Greeks in Mesopotamia to fight for this Serpent Goddess, now it is her turn to bestow her favor upon the Spartans.

Every sip and every bite seems preordained; perhaps this is destiny.

After a moment of reflection, the ancient snake composed itself and continued to work diligently, expediting the remaining administrative tasks at hand. Finally, before sunset, it had largely completed the preparations for the expedition.

Meanwhile, Samael had just brewed a cup of hot tea, ready to steal a moment of leisure and enjoy the afterglow of the sunset over Mount of Ares.

"Run, sled, like the wind! Paddle, paddle, travel the world♪..."

Unexpectedly, a loud and cheerful female voice suddenly rang out, Aether Tide swept through, causing the birds and beasts in the forest and sky, who had been tormented to the point of nervous exhaustion, to foam at the mouth and convulse and fall to the ground.

"Snap!"

In an instant, Samael's heart clenched, the veins on his forehead throbbed wildly like wriggling earthworms, and his hand trembled, shattering the cup he had just prepared into pieces of clay, the tea splashing everywhere and spilling all over the table again.

Again? When will this end?!

Enraged, Samael transformed into a streak of light and rushed out of the main hall. With lightning speed, he reached the source of the sound and kicked open the carved wooden door.

"Having witnessed my talent! Hearing thunderous applause! Feeling the glory of those in power!"

Like a flower in full bloom...

Open the curtain, Golden Theater!!

Let this round be the offering...

Flying and scattering into splendor, cleaving open to shatter into stars! This is the ultimate beauty...

Then let us praise! Let us sing the praises of this fleeting final rose!

Under the amplification and influence of the True Body Machine God, the theatrical Projection formed by the metal creation rose from the ground, and the Tyrant in the center of the stage waved his crimson greatsword with great energy and sang loudly.

Meanwhile, Attila, while eating snacks and scattering rose petals with one hand, was obliviously acting as an accomplice to the tyrant.