Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 159 The sublimity of divinity stems from restraint
At this moment, Mnemosyne was gently tugging at a strand of Zeus's hair with her slender fingers, a gesture that was both weak and alluring.

And this strand of hair was Metis's deep purple.

Her crimson lips curled slightly, her expression revealing both undisguised jealousy and overflowing smugness.

A soft, alluring meow, like that of a lazy cat, slowly escaped from her full, rosy lips: "Zeus~ my love~"

Zeus was completely swayed by those one sentence.

He couldn't help but lower his head and gently kiss the goddess's forehead, which still had traces of fragrant sweat, and asked in an extremely intimate tone, "My love, my beloved goddess, what's wrong?"

The goddess slowly raised her head and gazed at Zeus's golden eyes, which were no more than a hand's width apart. Tears welled up in her eyes and fell instantly.

With a sob in her voice, she said, "My love, why...why is there a streak of purple that doesn't belong to you among your incomparably radiant golden hair?"

After the passion subsided, Zeus, whose intelligence had returned to its peak, had long seen through the goddess's little tricks.

But what could He do when He saw the pitiful goddess, and the beautiful scene of a fresh-bloomed beauty, like a pear blossom just beginning to bloom after the spring rain?

Then we can only go along with the goddess.

Zeus sighed softly and said in a tender tone, "My love, I know that perhaps I am too greedy, but I really cannot give up any of you."

"I cannot bear the pain of losing you even for a second. How greedy I am, I only want you to stay by my side forever."

"Metis, who loved me deeply, was tolerant and generous. She was willing to suffer herself but gave me the freedom to pursue my heart's desire. We were of one mind and shared the same deep love. She only asked that I be with her forever."

"So we entrusted a part of our divinity to each other. Our hair was thus eternally joined together, which is what is meant by 'a couple bound by hair'."

The God-King, whose intelligence controls the Great Thunder, will no longer allow himself to be led by the goddess.

And now Zeus is no longer afraid to say some kind, sweet, and slightly embellished words!
Having been completely united with Mnemosyne, Zeus possessed equal authority over memory and civilization, as well as the power over his nine daughters. From then on, Zeus was no longer the "transparent god" who could be spied upon at will before Mnemosyne.

But Mnemosyne was naturally aware of the truth; Metis was not transparent to her.

However, how could this omniscient goddess of memory allow her beloved god-king to lose face?

That's not her goal.

She parted her lips slightly, and in a more melancholic tone, uttered her question: "My love, what about me? Is it...is my love for you less than that of the wise goddess?"

Zeus quickly denied it: "Oh, my love, how could that be? Your love for me, and my love for you, are both equal and endless, just like Metis!"

The omniscient goddess, upon hearing this, was instantly satisfied. A slight, alluring smile curved her crimson lips, and she was about to say something more: "Then..."

Zeus then took the initiative, saying in a righteous tone, "My love, even if you didn't ask, I would have spoken up! I also want to be with you forever!"

As he spoke, he plucked a strand of golden hair from his own head.

Furthermore, they meticulously ensured that the number and length of this strand of hair were exactly the same as the one given to Metis before!
He gently cut off a lock of Mnemosyne's jet-black hair and joined them together in the same way.

The wise goddess of civilization was very pleased with Zeus's self-awareness.

She raised her snow-white neck high and, with great enthusiasm, offered her beloved the sweetest nectar as a reward.

Zeus secretly lamented: How many different colors will his hair be dyed from now on!

Fortunately, Hera and Themis had blonde hair like herself, and many goddesses had the same hair color; otherwise, having a variety of colors would be considered too few!

He made a secret decision that from now on, only the deities whom He recognized as "wives" could enjoy this honor of "tying the knot," and those simple lovers could no longer be given this treatment!

The two deities, who were sticking together, lingered affectionately for a while before preparing to separate.

We have no choice but to separate.

Mnemosyne could clearly sense that Metis, the goddess of wisdom, was truly about to lose her temper!

If this drags on any longer, even the most patient goddess will eventually lose her temper!
That's enough; we can't really push Metis to the opposing side completely.

Zeus loved her deeply after all and felt guilty towards her.

And Mnemosyne was indeed completely satisfied.

She was also exhausted, and her body could no longer muster even the slightest bit of strength.

Who told her to be so determined to outdo Metis in every aspect, even in terms of sheer presence?

Furthermore, throughout the entire process, he was constantly distracted and multitasking.

It can only be said that the primordial Titans were far superior to Metis in terms of strength.

The thick fog that enveloped Olympus gradually dissipated.

The maidens and goddesses, singing and dancing, their heads adorned with golden crowns, swarmed forward, embracing their father and mother with boundless affection. Zeus told them that at the next grand ceremony of the gods, he would formally bestow upon them the honor that was uniquely theirs.

The cheering children continued to sing around them with great joy, and the family of eleven seemed to be enjoying a very happy time together.

Zeus also felt quite strange.

He had children, but he had so many at once.

Moreover, they grew into young women right after they were born.

This meant that He never experienced the troubles of raising children and caring for their growth!

But this is, after all, his own child, and he loves him no matter what!

He led his nine newborn daughters back to the Temple of the God-King, and built magnificent palaces for them atop the most beautiful mountain.

On ordinary days, these children still follow their mother goddess Mnemosyne.

Although they were powerful gods of the laws who were born with knowledge, Zeus was still not entirely at ease with them and insisted that Mnemosyne personally take care of and teach them.

The birth of a God of Law does not require the long growth process of a mortal; it is normal for them to be born with knowledge. However, their temperament is very similar to their own original laws.

If they are not properly guided, they can easily become too capricious and completely dominated by their nature, which is not a good thing.

A god of lies who only knows how to lie, a god of death who only brings death, or a god of sleep who is forever asleep, if completely dominated by their nature, is not a truly sacred and pure god with a "self".

The sublimity of divinity should be born from nature, control nature, and transcend nature, rather than being controlled by nature and letting primal impulses completely dominate the self.

The fundamental laws are the rules and forces that constitute the universe, but they should not be the sole criteria for gods to act and be gods.

Although God is born from nature, His ultimate divine nature should transcend that nature, which ultimately requires the careful guidance of parents.

In less than a month, the entire divine realm was thrown into an unprecedented uproar.

The world is changing so fast that even the gods find it hard to comprehend.

How could it be that in such a short time, the great God-King has gained two extraordinary lovers and ten newborn children of noble blood!

While there are laws among the twelve sacred laws that encourage the gods to develop their bloodlines and create new laws, and it is only right for the God-King to set an example, this is perhaps too fast!

The goddess of wisdom was the king's principal wife, so their union was perfectly reasonable; the goddess of civilization's memory had also given signs long ago, and the gods were already mentally prepared.

Even the gods had anticipated the arrival of the Lady of the Night.

But where did this ocean goddess named Dione come from?
Zeus had just settled Mnemosyne and the children when he swept his divine sense across Mount Olympus and felt the extremely oppressive atmosphere. He immediately felt a headache coming on.

After the initial excitement, this tricky situation is bound to arise.

I have too many goddesses I love, I can't possibly please them all!
But it was really awesome!
Atop the sacred mountain where Hera resided, a continuous drizzle fell. It was easy to imagine that the proud goddess must be heartbroken at that moment.

In the temple of Hestia, the hearth fire that should have burned eternally now offers no warmth whatsoever.

As for the bountiful mountain where Demeter was, it was now barren and yellow, and even the cracks in the temple's stone steps could no longer support a single blade of grass.

It should be known that the sacred mountain where Demeter originally lived was the most beautiful and lush, with birds singing, flowers blooming, and grass growing abundantly.

Now, if you didn't know better, you'd think that place was the abode of the goddess of decay and withering.

And then there's Metis.

Zeus gently stroked a strand of black hair on his forehead, a rare hint of guilt in his expression.

They had just made vows of eternal love and pledged their lives to each other, but after one trip out, when they met again, there was another strand of hair tied together.

This is hard to say, but it sounds nice.

No, it's hard to say at all!
Zeus could naturally use his newly acquired divine power of memory to clearly know all the thoughts of the goddesses at that moment.

However, He had no interest in it.

Such behavior would render everything meaningless and devoid of any enjoyment.

This is the greatest disrespect to these goddesses who love Him so deeply.

If you really want to do that, it would be easier and less troublesome to just create some goddesses for fun.

Mnemosyne wasn't always the one who spied on everything. Over the long years, in solitude and boredom, the all-knowing goddess had long since learned restraint.

(End of this chapter)