On Mount Othrys, Cronus returned to the palace and waved away the Nymph Fairy standing nearby.
On the day humans were created, many plants around the Earth Mother's dwelling were likewise baptized by the aura of Spirituality. Their accumulation had long since reached the required level; only their Spirituality had remained too weak. Now that shortcoming had been made up for, and they transformed into humanoid forms one after another.
Nymphs were born from nature. They possessed no divinity, but enjoyed long lifespans. The gods greatly liked these beautiful Elves, so they each took some back with them. Cronus was no exception.
This solved the problem that had troubled the God King for so long—he no longer needed to personally handle every matter. Therefore, he slowed his plans to bestow divinity upon humanity. Compared to doing so now, Cronus intended to wait until humans died, then elevate those he valued in the name of a reward.
"You should have seen it already, right? Humans have learned to 'sleep' and begun to 'dream.' Even that human leader learned some novel techniques in his dreams."
"He called that thing containing knowledge the 'Civilization Tablet.' It doesn't look like a natural creation."
From behind the bedchamber, the Heavenly Queen Rhea slowly walked out, her golden robes trailing along the floor.
"I know. It's nothing more than the schemes of certain people. Unfortunately, I still haven't figured it out. Judging from his previous choices, humanity itself isn't important. Or rather, humans must be capable of indirectly accomplishing some goal of his."
"Fate... what a mysterious power. It always allows the gods to walk along the most correct path."
Cronus shook his head slightly, then reached out and put an arm around his sister, letting out a long sigh.
Nyx and Ryan—the only two gods