I Am a Prophet in Greece 44

"Why didn't you stop Zeus from offending Gaia?" Ananke looked at Theron, her eyes probing. "You knew what consequences this would bring."

"When you warned him, I thought you were going to stop all of this from happening."

"Why would I stop it?" Theron asked back in surprise.

Ananke froze, clearly caught off guard. "In her fury, Gaia may do something irrational. She could become a calamity for this world, a nightmare for the gods."

"So what?" Theron smiled. "I wasn't the one who made Gaia angry. Zeus did, didn't he?"

"And if this world suffers a calamity, that's the God King's responsibility."

"As for me, I'm just an ordinary savior."

Theron understood one truth very well: when there was no demand, one could create demand.

If he wanted Chaos's recognition, he had to do something. And what could earn more recognition than saving the world?

But to save the world, the world first had to fall into crisis.

So why should he stop Zeus? If the God King did not do something stupid, what kind of God King would he be?

Only then did Ananke understand what he was thinking. A gorgeous smile appeared on her face. "You really are interesting."

"Sometimes, I truly have no idea what you are thinking. But isn't that very uncertainty what makes you so captivating?"

"So, I will keep my promise and become your subordinate god."

The moment her words fell, the power of the oath took effect. Theron instantly sensed an additional connection between himself and the powerful primordial goddess before him. It seemed that he now possessed the power to control her.

Theron's eyes lit up. He himself represented variables, and now he had absorbed inevitability. This was what a true God of Fate should be like.

But before he could celebrate, Ananke said in a gleeful voice, "There is one problem. I never told Nyx the terms of the wager, so she does not know what happens when she loses."

"But on the bright side, we're all family now. A subordinate god cannot kill their chief god..."

"So I'll leave Nyx to you."

Theron: "?"

At that moment, Theron had yet to realize the severity of the situation. That was, until he raised his head and met the placid, ancient-well-like gaze of Nyx, Goddess of Night.

"You became my chief god?"

Nyx's voice carried no emotional fluctuation, as though she were merely asking about something insignificant.

Yet Theron felt as if he had been targeted by a venomous snake. A chill ran through his heart as he forced out a smile and laughed dryly. "Esteemed Lady Night, please listen to my explanation..."

Nyx nodded and silently summoned a sharp sword from the endless eternal night. "Speak. I'm listening."

Theron: "..."

That damned Ananke!!!

When Wisdom Meets a Love-Struck Fool

At the time, the sword was only 0.01 centimeters from Theron's throat, but Theron was not worried at all, because he was preparing to tell a lie.

"Esteemed Lady Night, I am also surprised by the current situation, but this was not my intention."

Nyx looked at Theron with a calm expression that plainly said, Go on, make it up. If one ignored the stance she had taken to strike, one might even think she did not care about such trivial matters at all.

"For some reason, Lady Ananke seems especially concerned with my every move and even proposed a wager. I could not refuse her invitation; it was simply too tempting."

Theron put on an annoyed and guilty expression, as though he sincerely regretted it and were actively seeking a solution.

"For this, I offer you my sincerest apologies. If you are dissatisfied with this outcome, we can find a way to dissolve this bond. I will cooperate with all my strength."

Theron had no intention of indulging Ananke's irresponsible habit of running off the moment things went wrong. He decisively sold her out.

After all, the wager concerned two people. Nyx's wrath could not possibly be borne by him alone.

He even deliberately put on a puzzled expression and asked sincerely, "Lady Nyx, could you perhaps enlighten me? Why does Lady Ananke seem so concerned with my every action? Is there something special about me?"

Nyx seemed to realize that an enemy within was more threatening than an enemy without. She gave Theron a deep look and left behind a single sentence. "I will find a way to dissolve this bond."

With that, she turned and left. That trace of eternal night vanished in an instant.

Seeing this, Theron immediately let out a sigh of relief. He knew he had muddled through this round.

Only then did he have time to study the connection that had suddenly appeared.

He discovered that he could sense Nyx's location and even borrow the power of her laws.

And it was not merely Ananke's power of inevitability. There was also Nyx's own power of eternal night, as well as the powers of nature and causality.

This discovery made Theron realize that the Goddess of Eternal Night truly had three other aspects. Ananke, the Goddess of Inevitable Fate, was merely the only one she had revealed.

The one she had not revealed included Adrasteia, Goddess of Natural Law.

And Heimarmene, Goddess of Causal Fate.

"As expected of a powerful primordial goddess. One body, many aspects, each controlling so many formidable laws."

Even Theron could not help but sigh in admiration.

Though he did not know the relationships and connections between these goddesses, nor whether they possessed independent personalities like Ananke, their power was beyond doubt.

No wonder that in Orphic doctrine, Nyx was regarded as the source of time and destiny. Her power stood above the gods, and even Zeus could not completely defy her.

It was simply that the Goddess of Night was usually too low-profile, so low-profile that the gods did not know how powerful she was. Even Theron himself had not known exactly what powers she possessed before establishing this connection with her.

Yet such a powerful primordial goddess had become his subordinate god because of such an absurd wager. For a moment, Theron did not know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

The good news was that a subordinate god could not harm their chief god. The two were deeply bound, which gave him some room to maneuver.

The bad news was that Nyx would certainly find a way to dissolve this bond, though it would probably take time.

Just as Theron was considering how to make this relationship permanent during that time, a graceful figure quietly approached from beyond the void.

Theron sensed her aura and was immediately surprised.

"Metis? Why is she here?"

The visitor was none other than the Goddess of Wisdom, daughter of Oceanus, the beautiful Metis.

After Zeus became God King, his wife Metis should have become Queen of the Gods. Yet whether Zeus had forgotten or deliberately ignored it, he had never acknowledged Metis's status as Queen of the Gods before the gods.

As the representative of Oceanus's faction, Metis's early assistance to Zeus was beyond question.

If she had not given Zeus the correct method, he might still have been agonizing over how to defeat Kronos.

If the mighty Oceanus had not supported him, Zeus might not have defeated the Titans in the final divine war.

Zeus was a very clever god. He knew Metis's importance, so he had once treated her with every possible tenderness and care, expressing a love that seemed boundless.

No matter how wise Metis was, she was still only a young woman who had fallen in love. Even though she knew Zeus's feelings for her might not have been pure, she still became immersed in that gentleness.

She was willing to give everything for Zeus because she had truly fallen in love with him.

Once, they had indeed loved each other deeply. Each had been the other's only one.

But all of that was in the past.

Zeus could love Metis in order to gain Oceanus's support. Naturally, he could also love someone else in order to gain another's support.

Because she was wise enough, Metis knew Demeter was only the first, but she would not be the last.

She showed no dissatisfaction before Zeus, as though she did not care in the slightest. But that was only because she was clever enough to know not to wear her emotions on her face.

As for whether she truly cared, only the Goddess of Wisdom herself knew.

Taking a deep breath, Metis stood before the invisible barrier and spoke respectfully.

"Great Lord Theron, I have come on behalf of my father, the esteemed Lord Oceanus, to offer you his greetings."

The next moment, she saw a crack appear in the barrier before her, just wide enough for one person to enter. At the same time, Theron's voice came from within.

"Beautiful Goddess of Wisdom, there is no need to be so polite. Come in and speak."

Metis was startled. She remembered that Theron had previously needed to personally bring people in and out, but now he could open the barrier out of thin air.

Was it because Kronos had been imprisoned and the barrier's power had weakened, or because Theron had become stronger?

Metis believed it was probably the former. Nothing had happened during this time, so how could Theron have grown stronger for no reason? Yet it was a fact that Kronos had lost the throne of the God King and been imprisoned for eternity.

But before she could think further, the white-robed youth before her smiled and spoke. His manner was gentle. Though he looked very young, he gave people the impression of a kind elder.

"Beautiful Metis, what brings you to me?"

"My father, Lord Oceanus, asked me to inquire of you how he should conduct himself in the future," Metis answered respectfully.

With Kronos imprisoned for eternity, the glory of the Titans had ultimately become a thing of the past.

Gods such as Oceanus and Themis had chosen to support Zeus in the final battle and thus received no punishment, but neither did they receive any reward.

Furthermore, dominion over the sea had been given to Poseidon. Oceanus, once lord of the great ocean, had suddenly found his position rather awkward.

Zeus's solution was to divide the sea into the far seas and the near seas. Oceanus would oversee the far seas, while Poseidon controlled the near seas.

As for Pontus, the primordial god of the sea, he had been completely marginalized.

Oceanus could not be said to be satisfied with such an arrangement, but the die had been cast. It was too late for regrets, so he could only ask for Theron's opinion.

He did not even dare come in person, fearing that Zeus would mistake it for disloyalty.

"Times are progressing, and the world is changing. Just let nature take its course," Theron replied with a smile. "Please tell Lord Oceanus not to worry. Everything is the best arrangement."

Metis was so wise that she immediately understood Theron's meaning. She knew that nothing could be changed and that accepting reality was the best choice.

This was no different from the conclusion Metis had reached herself, but she still thanked him earnestly before falling into hesitation.

Theron could see that the goddess still had something she wished to ask, but he did not urge her. He merely looked at her gently, as though he could embrace anything.

Looking into those eyes that seemed able to see through everything, Metis finally made up her mind and asked softly, "Great God of Fate, I want to know how I can become Zeus's only one."

She likely knew how laughable her question was. A self-mocking expression appeared on her face, yet the gaze she directed at Theron still carried a faint trace of hope.

As the Goddess of Wisdom, how could Metis not know that this was utterly impossible? Yet she could not help hoping that the most mysterious God of Fate might give her a different answer.

But unfortunately, she was destined to be disappointed.

Theron sighed softly. He looked at the beautiful goddess before him with pity, his voice filled with helplessness.

"You already know the answer. Why do you still need to ask me?"

Metis was unwilling to accept it. She pressed on, "Is there truly no way at all?"