Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 146 Hera, My Beloved Hera

Faced with Zeus's pleading words, and with the ultimate tenderness and pampering she had longed for countless times in her dreams, the resilient Hera finally could no longer hold back and shed crystal tears.

At this moment, the delicate goddess Hera's tears finally soaked the broad chest of this sentimental heavenly father.

Her ethereal and broken murmur echoed in the silent temple: "Zeus, oh Zeus, why can you be so cruel?"

"You keep saying the pain is unbearable, so why do you inflict it on me a thousand times more?"

“Zeus, do you know how much I suffer while I remain on Olympus? Every moment I see you in your intimacy with Metis, the feeling of my divinity being torn apart lingers over me.”

"Zeus, oh Zeus, you already have Metis, who loves you so deeply, so why do you still provoke me?"

"Metis loves you deeply! She is the love you proclaimed before the gods!"

"She is my closest and dearest friend. How could I betray her? How could I hurt her?"

The resilient Mother Goddess Hera was so vulnerable at this moment.

Her broken heart was no longer something she could hide.

Before Zeus, all her dignity and all her principles were like a dam built of quicksand, easily washed away by Zeus's words.

She suppressed the excruciating pain in her heart and gazed up at Zeus's handsome face with her tear-filled, dreamy eyes.

She pleaded in an almost begging voice, "Zeus, please, spare me. Please don't let me suffer unbearable pain between you and my dearest friend, a pain my fragile divinity cannot bear."

Zeus ignored her completely, holding her even tighter and more forcefully in his arms. His strength was so great that Hera felt real pain, as if her perfect divine body was about to be crushed by Him and merged into His divine body.

His voice whispered in her ear: "My beloved Hera, how I wish I could protect you from even the slightest harm. But even if I am the King of Gods, even if I possess the power to destroy the universe, how can I control my own heart?"

"The spiritual Father has given free consciousness to all spirits, and since then, the consciousness of all spirits has no longer been under any control, not even their own."

"You are all so outstanding, strong, beautiful, wise, gentle, and loving. All the beautiful words in this world are simply insufficient to describe your indescribable beauty."

"Perhaps I am too greedy. But those of you who are too outstanding also bear an inescapable responsibility."

"It is you, you radiant goddesses who embody the most beautiful things in the universe, that make me unable to control my love for you, which comes from the depths of my soul."

"Especially you, my Hera. My beloved Hera, look at yourself, in this boundless universe, there is no goddess more beautiful than you, no goddess more gentle and loving, more graceful and magnanimous than you."

"Do you know, Hera? The moment I saw you, all my divinity roared at me with the fiercest of roars, telling me with the strongest of all: You are mine! We are destined to be together, our beloved! We will never, ever be separated!"

Zeus loosened his grip slightly on Hera, who was quietly weeping, but his arms were still wrapped around her delicate body, as if afraid she would run away.

The loving Heavenly Father gazed into the eyes of his beloved Hera with an incredibly earnest and affectionate look.

Those eyes, which should have been as bright as the stars in the sky, were now stained with endless tears, turning into a hazy, broken nebula.

He spoke in the softest voice: “I want to tell my beloved goddess Hera that Hera is also my most beloved goddess, and my love for her is no less than my love for wisdom and enlightenment. She dwells in the depths of my divinity and is a love I can never relinquish.”

"Then, Hera, my love, please tell me now, do you also love me the most? Are you the goddess who loves me the most in this universe?"

Hera gazed intently into Zeus's deep, affectionate golden eyes, and at that moment, their two equally radiant golden eyes met.

It was as if gold had melted into a scalding liquid within her; her divinity trembled, and she could not utter a single word against her conscience.

But she, too, was unable to utter the most truthful words in her heart.

If she were to reveal this, she would never be able to face her best friend again, nor would she be able to face her own divine principles.

In the end, amidst endless struggle and contradiction, she could only gently, almost imperceptibly, nod her noble head.

Immediately, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she buried her face deeply in Zeus's broad chest, and tears once again flowed uncontrollably like a torrent.

Her tears were the sorrowful tears of the great Mother Goddess.

These tears fell silently to the earth, turning into vast, salty seas of bitterness, containing her profound sorrow.

Throughout the Three Realms and Three Domains, among all living beings in the universe, any creature that drinks from this seawater will involuntarily feel heartache and shed tears.

In the arms of the God-King, her heart was filled with repentance and self-reproach.

Why? Why couldn't I be even a fraction more resolute in the face of Zeus?

Why? Why can't I ever truly and firmly reject Him?
How will I face my dear friend Metis's pure and bright eyes in the future?
Although Zeus did not hear the words He most wanted to hear, the small gesture of the goddess in his arms was enough.

Today, that's about enough. He knows He can't keep pressuring him any further.

After all, this is Hera.

Her divinity is so devoted to pure and unique love that she could never do anything like actively vying for the love of another goddess.

Today, being able to force her to nod and admit it is already a hard-won victory.

take it easy.

He thought, "I must not allow this gentle and loving Great Mother Goddess to truly be forced into becoming the ruthless and jealous woman of later legends."

That was too cruel for her and for Him.

Hera was destined to be her own one and only, eternal queen of the gods.

but
Today's victory still needs the final, sweetest stamp of approval!
I must take advantage of this moment when her defenses are down and her emotions are running high, and completely and forever brand her with my own unique mark!

In this way, this goddess, who is most faithful to love, will never have any other thoughts!

As spring thunder rumbled, Zeus gently stroked his beloved Hera's long, flowing hair, which resembled a golden waterfall, silently comforting her troubled and tormented heart.

Then, slowly and gently, He released the powerful arms that bound Hera.

Hera thought Zeus was finally going to let her go, and her thoughts instantly became more complicated.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but deep in her heart, an indescribable and intense reluctance welled up.

However, Zeus did not leave. He gently, with infinite tenderness, cupped her beautiful face, which was streaked with tears.

Hera was startled. Just as she met Zeus's gaze, which was as intense as the sun, Zeus lowered his head and tenderly kissed her bright eyes, which were wet with tears.

Hera clearly felt Zeus's gentle movements.

The tingling lightning strike, originating from the very source of thunder, instantly numbed all her divine thoughts.

A strange and wonderful feeling swept over her entire divinity and divine body, causing her to involuntarily stretch out her arms and hug Zeus tightly.

Her slender fingers involuntarily gripped Zeus's clothes on the back, almost tearing them to shreds.

Zeus lowered himself and kissed the beautiful Hera with his lips, gently taking all the tears on her face that represented endless heartache and sorrow into his lips.

The amorous god's lips slowly descended until they reached the goddess Hera's beautifully shaped, slightly thin, and incomparably gorgeous lips.

Without hesitation, naturally, He kissed her deeply.

The faint, salty taste of tears, for the first time, slowly spread across the tongues of the two supreme deities.

That faint yet incredibly heavy bitterness, together with the sweet and fragrant divine nectar, blended into an extremely complex flavor.

Ultimately, it transformed into a slightly salty spring, which was silently swallowed by the greedy, eager, and yearning other party.

The pure goddess Hera, in her eternal divine life, experienced her first truly intimate encounter.

But this first intimate contact occurred amidst the extreme inner turmoil and the suppressed, fiery love, when this deeply affectionate yet promiscuous god completely eroded and possessed her.

She will never forget this day. Nor will she ever forget this moment.

The devoted and steadfast Hera, her tall and exquisite body completely limp in Zeus's arms.

Her consciousness had already soared to the highest heavens, drifting aimlessly in the boundless universe.

Only Zeus's strong and powerful embrace supported her, preventing her from collapsing to the ground.

After a long, long time, Zeus's gentle, magnetic voice finally rang in her ears.

The warm breath brought her back to her senses, which had been drifting away in a daze.

"My love, my eternal love, promise me, don't be so heartless again, don't think about leaving me. Okay?"

Hera became even more alluring, her full, red lips unable to utter a word of refusal.

Even though all her reason was screaming in her mind, desperately demanding that she refuse, she simply couldn't do it.

Zeus's pleading continued: "My Hera, my Hera, my love, please have mercy on me who suffers so much from true love. Don't let me suffer that most bitter and painful torment. Stay with me, stay with me forever, okay?"

Hera lowered her noble head, and after a long while, she said in a barely audible voice, "Release me, Zeus, I promise you, I will not leave Olympus."

"But that's all. I also beg you, please don't hurt me anymore."

Zeus immediately beamed with joy. He nuzzled Hera's smooth, jade-like cheek with his own profile and said in an extremely gentle tone, "My beloved, I could never bear to hurt you. My love, you will always be Hera, the most beloved in my heart."

"Thank you for your kindness to me. How lucky I am to have you, to have all the love of the merciful Hera. Perhaps this is the greatest reward for me for saving the entire universe."

Hera felt somewhat uncomfortable with Zeus's intimate gesture.

Her feminine divine essence, belonging to the Great Mother Goddess, was being intensely stirred by Zeus's masculine aura, belonging to the Great Father God.

With a sense of escapism, she hurriedly whispered, "Zeus, please let me go. My mind is in turmoil. I promise you, I won't leave Olympus. Please let me have some peace and quiet. I... I need some peace and quiet."

Zeus hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded gently: "Alright. My love, as long as you don't leave me, anything is fine."

However, as soon as He finished speaking, He bowed his head once again and precisely pressed his lips to Hera's luscious red lips.

Hera was completely taken aback; she couldn't believe it—how could it have happened so suddenly?

But soon, she was immersed in it once again.

The great Mother Goddess could never refuse the greatest Father God.

Because their divine essence is so perfectly aligned, a perfect harmony of yin and yang, a union of ultimate goodness and beauty in the universe.

However, Hera is Hera after all.

After experiencing a divine storm that nearly shattered her mind, she managed to control herself thanks to the resilience derived from the Supreme Mother Goddess.

With a slight effort, she forcefully pushed away the god-king who was still immersed in the beauty of the Great Mother Goddess.

Zeus also knew when to stop.

He gazed at Hera's exquisitely beautiful face, which, though stained with tears, only made it more radiant, and couldn't resist giving her several light pecks on her smooth, jade-like cheeks. Only then, with a satisfied smile, did He reluctantly transform into a bolt of lightning and depart.

Inside the temple, Hera remained standing there, lost in thought.

Her graceful and tall figure remained motionless for a long time in the center of the empty and desolate hall, as if she had transformed into the most beautiful statue in the world, frozen with endless joy and sorrow.

While Zeus was using sweet words to seduce his beloved goddess, the sisters Leto and Asteria, upon returning to their small temple, had faces etched with deep sorrow.

The gentle and delicate Leto was once again plunged into melancholy and sorrow.

She sighed softly, like the late autumn wind stirring the last withered leaf, filled with desolation and helplessness.

She said in a low voice, "Asteria, my sister, today we finally met His Majesty the King of Gods and received His Majesty's forgiveness. However, the merciful goddess of fertility, our only sovereign, must leave Olympus."

"This"

What should we do now?

(End of this chapter)