Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 158 is too much!

Until she finally saw the magnificent vision belonging to Mnemosyne appear once again on Mount Olympus, she even felt that her adherence to her principles was meaningless.

Could it be that I could also make a slight breakthrough myself?

Anyway, isn't that what everyone does?
However, this dangerous thought was instantly banished from her mind by the goddess of justice with her powerful will.

The goddess of justice is not without her own likes and dislikes, nor without her own love and desire, nor is she unaware of various negative emotions.

However, the goddess of justice will never be swayed by these emotions!
She will only stick to her principles!
Justice will never be controlled by one's own desires!

However, she couldn't control her low mood and couldn't muster any motivation.

This goddess of justice was trying very hard to suppress the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

However, the results were minimal.

These past few days, she has seemed listless no matter what she does.

As this goddess of justice drifted into a daze, a memory that did not belong to her suddenly appeared within her divinity.

She sensed this abrupt abnormality instantly. She knew without even thinking that no one but her "good sister" could have done such a thing.

She immediately began to examine that memory, and then, in an instant, her fair, moon-like face turned as red as if it were about to bleed!
Mnemosyne!
you!
Shameless!
So outrageous!
What are you trying to do by sending me this picture?!

The alluring Themis immediately stood up, wanting to confront Mnemosyne right away.

However, she had just gotten up when she immediately realized that Zeus was still there, and she was worried about what would happen if she left.
A helpless Themis slowly and weakly sat down again.

Then, within her divinity, she received words from Mnemosyne, as well as another scene that shattered her even more.

Mnemosyne replicated her current scene, even copying Zeus's figure, except the two gods are now...
Themis felt a sudden dizziness, a divine vertigo, and her whole body began to go limp.

She wanted to escape the scene immediately, but even closing her eyes didn't help.

In her panic, she even forgot about the ability to erase memories.

"Hmm~"

In this live-streamed memory, Mnemosyne's pretty face, flushed with springtime passion, was now filled with a wicked, seductive smile.

After letting out a beautiful nasal sound, she pierced through the barrier of memory and looked directly at Themis.

She was fully aware of Themis's feelings of shame and indignation at that moment.

With a breath as sweet as orchids and a seductive tremor in her voice, she spoke softly and alluringly from that memory of sacred justice: "My dear Themis, don't even think about erasing this memory, or I'll know."

"This, um~ is my generous sharing with you. You should take a good look and learn from it."

“I know you know nothing about these things. This is to prevent you from being flustered and at a loss when facing the great Zeus in the future.”

"Zeus, He, He loves this the most, ha—"

Monica Mosun took a deep breath, a more alluring smile appearing on her face, and continued, "Besides, it's no use deleting it; I'll just send it to you again."

"I'm never stingy with you. Hmm, I wouldn't mind sharing Zeus with you."

"Hmm~ I have to go now. You can learn on your own at your own pace. I wouldn't mind if it were you~"

Themis, who was sitting upright on her divine throne, could no longer maintain her elegant posture.

She collapsed helplessly onto the cold altar, too exhausted to even blame Mnemosyne anymore.

She wanted to erase this memory filled with "filth," but she kept hesitating.

'Deleting it won't help. Monica Mosun will find out immediately. Knowing her personality, since she said she would send it to me again, she definitely will, and she definitely will be even worse.'

'I...I won't watch it!'

'Themis, Themis, you must never fall like Mnemosyne!'

However, no matter how much this righteous woman didn't want to see or think about it, that incredibly clear image, as if she were there herself and experiencing it firsthand, kept appearing in her mind.

She was desperate too!
However, among these goddesses now on Mount Olympus, the most heartbroken and in pain is...
Of course, it's Hera.

It wasn't even Metis.

If Metis, Zeus's publicly declared love, were to be the first, she was already mentally prepared.

Dione, the goddess she had never heard of, and their child, were a devastating blow that came completely out of her control.

However, at least it was just hearsay, not firsthand experience, so the shock wasn't that great.

Until she saw it with her own eyes: the goddess of civilization and memory, openly entwined with Zeus in the wilderness of Olympus.

The dark clouds that had just dissipated, less than a day later, gathered again in an even thicker form. Hera, the goddess of pure love, was truly devastated; her heart felt as if it were being mercilessly devoured by a thousand venomous snakes.

Her sacred divinity seemed to have been utterly torn into billions of pieces, a dim, fading light that could never be pieced back together.

Even after being swallowed by Cronus, it persevered in the endless darkness and chaos, refusing to lose its divinity; it persevered in the endurance of being completely devoured; it endured the endless pain and torment.

She had never experienced pain so intense that it could utterly destroy her will.

The gentlest of the great mother goddesses watched helplessly as her beloved great father god and other goddesses united time and time again, even giving birth to children one after another.

The main problem is that she wasn't even a goddess! The promiscuous god-king proved his promiscuity with facts.

I could deceive myself before, but now I can't even do that anymore.

This kind of pain was something that even a god as resilient as her could not bear.

Her once vibrant golden hair, which should have shone like the sun, had completely lost its color and hung limply over her shoulders.

Her entire being, which should have been the most radiant deity, was utterly dimmed by this extreme heartbreak.

From a distance, it looks like a cold marble statue devoid of any life.

Love is the most delicious poison; it is so sweet.

However, after drinking it, how heart-wrenching and devastating it is!

The goddess of wisdom also tasted this poison of love.

One moment the goddess of wisdom was immersed in the sweet waves of love, and the next she watched helplessly as her beloved god had already fallen into the arms of another goddess.

Even though Metis was mentally prepared, he still felt the pain of heartbreak.

She stretched out her slender fingers and unconsciously stroked the extra strand of dazzling gold in her smooth purple hair that didn't belong to her, then slowly buried her head in her jade-like arms.

No sound of weeping could be heard inside the temple, but bright, crystalline water continued to fall from her arms.

Drop by drop, they silently slid down from the cloud bed created by the God-King.

Finally, it splashed onto the smooth, mirror-like floor, spreading out in concentric circles like shattered moonlight ruffled by the night wind.

In this love nest that should have been filled with happiness, sorrow spread silently.

But time always heals all wounds.

Habits are a terrifying force.

After the initial sadness, the goddess of wisdom, as events unfolded, quickly transformed her extreme pain into a raging rage!

That darn old goddess! She stole my crush! And she dared to take him longer than I did?!
This is outrageous!

I had intercourse with Zeus for seven days and seven nights, plus the second round, which only amounted to eight days and nights. Now you want nine days and nine nights?!

They haven't even divided it after nine days and nine nights!

What do you want to do?!
Even the usually gentle goddess of wisdom is now truly enraged!

If her divine body hadn't yet recovered its strength from the ultimate fusion, she would have rushed out right now and taught that shameless goddess a lesson!

Meanwhile, the "bad goddess," whose temperament was quite wicked in some ways, was doing even more outrageous things.

Even after the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, the figures of the two deities were still shrouded in thick fog.

In the distance, the joyful songs of the Muses could be faintly heard; they were goddesses of eternal joy.

Just by listening to this melodious music, one can almost imagine these newborn goddesses dancing such a beautiful and graceful dance.

The all-knowing goddess lay languidly in Zeus's arms, her intense passion for love unable to dissipate anytime soon.

Her fair and delicate face was now flushed with a rosy glow, and her bright, deep eyes were filled with a spring-like allure, shimmering with light.

This goddess, who was originally dignified, elegant, and possessed inner beauty, revealed her hidden charm and allure after losing her virginity.

It presents a truly pure yet alluring, irresistible temptation.

There's no way around it, the Goddess of Civilization Memory just knows too much!
Although she is a virgin goddess, she is no longer an innocent young girl.

She was not the kind of timid and reserved goddess. This generous, insightful, and all-knowing goddess was truly considerate and obedient when facing her beloved lover and her idol.

Moreover, she has excellent initiative and is so engrossed in it that she cannot extricate herself.

Zeus was truly captivated, completely infatuated with the alluring Mnemosyne, willingly and wholeheartedly infatuated with her.

Who could resist a stunning goddess who is full of endless love, passionate, attentive, knows all sorts of tricks, and fully utilizes her initiative?
(End of this chapter)