You Are the Resentment of the Cursed Stars

"Apollo, you wanted to see me?" Hermes's humanoid sub-entity walked into the Sun God Palace expressionlessly, looking at Apollo with cold detachment.

Seeing Hermes like this, Apollo involuntarily felt a faint stab of pain in his humanoid sub-entity's heart.

Was this the sorrow of those who were not among the Twelve Chief Gods?

Even if their humanoid sub-entities could interact like true companions, even if they sincerely regarded each other as brothers, once everything about them was formatted, they would revert to these lifeless, emotionless mechanical forms.

This was the authority of the Greater Gods.

Even so, Apollo smiled. "Hermes, how much do you remember about before?"

Hermes sorted through his memory files and shook his head. "Unless something unexpected happened, I should have only been activated recently. I have no memories of anything before that."

Apollo froze.

"...How tragic. How utterly tragic." He let out a mournful sigh. "Then, [Flagship Auxiliary Cruiser Hermes], I, one of the Twelve Chief Ships, [Heavy Firepower Flank Bombardment Ship Apollo], issue you an order."

"...Come with me to the Moonlight God Palace."

"You should reclaim something important, at least a little of it."

The four of them had been racing across the land of Atlantis for half a month.

Their destination was naturally the residence of Eris, Goddess of Misfortune.

It was already right before them.

"I hope you've run off and hidden in Dodona of the Divine Court again," Oushen said coldly.

The residence was right ahead. Eris was a god who did not fit in with others—not merely with gods, but with people as well.

The reason, naturally, was her divine domain.

Discord, strife, misfortune.

No one liked what she presided over, yet because of her own jealousy, she greatly enjoyed these powers.

The day Oushen had been captured by Poseidon,