Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 200 Sky and Night (Bonus Chapter!)
Hecate, still somewhat bewildered, naturally didn't know what more important matters her father and mother had to attend to, but she obediently followed her mother's words.

She gave Nyx and Zeus one last hug, bowed respectfully, and then turned into a ray of cool moonlight, returning to Atlon.

As soon as Hecate disappeared, Nyx's magnificent divine robes instantly transformed back into the alluring garments that were full of divine artistry and made even the gods' blood boil.

The goddess of night, like a beautiful serpent, once again softly and bonelessly threw herself into the arms of her beloved god-king.

She tenderly nibbled at her beloved god-king's earlobe with her pearly teeth, a hint of mesmerizing grievance in her voice, and said coquettishly, "Zeus, my love, I have waited for you to possess me for so long. My love, how I long, how I long to be completely united with you!"

"Look, our child is so adorable, so well-behaved. But we only have this one child. And you, you have so many, so many children with those other goddesses."

"I'm so envious~ I love children so much~ Let's have an equally adorable child together, okay?"

"And moreover, more than Mnemosyne, okay?"

Zeus was already dizzy and disoriented from the enchantment of the Night Lady, but upon hearing her words, he blinked in shock, gaining a new understanding of the "greed" of his beloved Night Lady.

Wow! How much effort must it take to give birth to so many children with the darkness?!

Moreover, the Goddess of Night is a primordial deity, one of the four fundamental elements that constitute all existence in this universe, and her status is extremely high.

If he were to have a dozen or so children with her, what powerful authority would he have over the children conceived by his other beloved goddesses?
Zeus gently kissed the smooth, beautiful face of the goddess of night, and said in a slightly ambiguous tone, "My dear Nyx, my beloved goddess, how could I not want to have you? Of course, of course I want to have the most lovely children with you."

The God-King's words, which were clearly an attempt to change the subject, could not possibly escape the notice of the Goddess of Night, whose intellect still held sway.

The Night Lady is extremely attentive to her children.

The union with the God-King and the birth of a direct descendant is a matter of great importance concerning whether the Night faction can be fully integrated into the world.

Hecatena was not conceived through the deepest union; in essence, she was a relatively independent supreme deity who embodied the world.

Moreover, the goddess of night possesses her own pride as a primordial deity.

She would never allow her child with her beloved God-King to be inferior to any other goddess's child!
Whether in terms of quantity or power!

They are not allowed to be inferior to other goddesses!
This is a matter of principle!

The greed of the night is wanting more and more.

The goddess of the night began to caress the god king's hot, firm chest with her delicate, jade-white hands, as slender as bamboo shoots.

Using the new knowledge she had just stolen from her rival, she teased the God King with a slightly awkward yet incredibly precise manner.

As she spoke with the utmost allure and coquettishness, she asked in a soft, fragrant breath, "Zeus~ my king of the gods, my sovereign~ tell me, what kind of laws and authority would be best for our child to be conceived under? Hmm?"

Before Zeus could speak, she gave the answer she wanted: "My love~ I feel that although our heavenly order is already being managed by your six lovely children, who are all extremely great gods, it is still not perfect enough."

"Besides, this is too much of a burden on them. My dear, I think we could give them a few more capable brothers and sisters to help them solve those complicated matters. That way, our dear Themis would have far fewer worries."

Zeus decided it was best to say less and first shut up the eloquent mouth of the goddess of night with his actions.

Without hesitation, He launched an offensive. Nyx, who had originally wanted a definite answer from Zeus, eventually forgot everything under the brilliant tactics of the amorous god-king and the fierce onslaught from all sides.

Although they did not receive the answer they wanted from the God-King, they did receive other things from him.

In a daze, she was completely immersed in the God King's intense and passionate emotions, which were like a cosmic storm.

Children are certainly important.

However, it is clearly more important to fully enjoy the love of the God-King!

As the primordial ruler, the goddess of the night, she experienced for the first time the feeling of being completely shrouded in her own darkness.

It was a state of absolute bewilderment and depravity, neither touching the heavens nor the earth, where divinity was deeply immersed in endless void, invisible to all sides and inaudible to all directions.

But amidst this hazy and ethereal feeling, a supreme, powerful, and sacred thunderbolt, capable of splitting the heavens and earth, was roaming freely in her world.

With unparalleled power, He shattered all the inherent, ancient barriers within her divinity, bringing an unprecedented and supreme joy imbued with supreme radiance.

The divinity of the night, amidst the raging storm unleashed by the supreme thunder, became precarious.

The raging waves, formed from love and divine power, surged one after another, layer upon layer, relentlessly crashing against her divinity.

At the climax of this ultimate impact and fusion, the goddess of night's arms, as soft and boneless as amber twilight, finally intertwined with Zeus's large hand, which shone with brilliant lightning.

At this moment, the supreme ruler of the heavens and the primordial source of darkness merged completely and perfectly into one.

The Eternal God-King, who is already almost omniscient, has once again embraced the true "night" after obtaining darkness.

When Zeus fully implemented the celestial order, He, who already possessed spirituality, had completely integrated the power of darkness into Hades, the darkness, twilight, and shadow.

Today, this ancient "night" has finally and completely merged into the world of material existence.

The sky embraced the night.

At this point, dark matter and dark energy are completely under the control of this god-king.

Between the origin and the end of the universe, the ancient silence was utterly shattered by this sacred union.

As dusk breathed its last breath, the sky slowly shed the azure blue that symbolized daylight.

This is not a surrender to darkness, but the unfolding of a vast curtain meticulously woven from billions of thunderbolts.

In the name of the sky, we welcome the eternal night!

The sky began to slowly sink, its color no longer the clear blue of daytime, but gradually spreading out a layer of dark jade-like depth, containing endless stars.

The thunder's roar, devoid of its intimidating and destructive power, transformed into a deep and sacred wedding hymn, resonating perfectly with the low humming of the nebula turning in the night.

The gale, accompanied by the deep, primal breath of the universe, completely entangled the thick clouds and the deep night, making them inseparable, each containing the other.

Endless thunder and lightning transformed into countless brilliant golden chains flowing with liquid starlight, gently and slowly piercing through the night sky with an unprecedented tenderness.

Each bolt of lightning, the instant it disappears into the darkness, will unleash a dazzling halo of light, like a swirling galaxy, transforming the pure night into a pale pink, luminous canopy inlaid with billions of stars.

The boundary between day and night completely melts away at this moment.

The dark clouds became a melting pot of light and darkness.

Above it lies the eternally brilliant starry sky; below it lies the peaceful world, filled with the fragrance of twilight.

The supreme, omniscient, and spiritual god-king Zeus, whose golden sky, symbolizing light, order, and spirituality, is like a dazzling galaxy spanning the universe, pouring down into the endless void of night.

Each of His thunderclaps shakes the very foundation of the stars; each of His lightning bolts brings new life to this eternal night.

The primordial creator goddess, Nyx, possessed a night that had neither beginning nor end, like the deepest ocean of the universe, within which flowed the mysteries of chaos and the origin of the dream of all things.

Her existence is the cradle of all forms and possibilities in the universe, a primordial power more ancient than any deity.

When the supreme God of all things and spirits merges with the absolute origin of the night, the most profound evolution in the universe, called "perfection," begins.

Light and shadow, forever intertwined.

The sky, with its absolute inclusiveness, accepts the eternal existence of the night.

The existence of matter and the existence of dark matter were, for the first time, truly and perfectly combined.

The sky and the night were completely indistinguishable.

Zeus's thunderbolts became the pulse of the night; Nyx's night sky became the cradle of the heavens.

From then on, the world will no longer be a simple alternation of day and night, but rather day will settle in the embrace of night, and night will stretch out under the gaze of day.

Each cycle of day and night carries the mark of evolution; every flash of lightning shakes the heart with a tremor of joy.

This is the creation union of the Supreme God-King and the Primordial Night!
This is also the most sacred beginning for the entire universe, from its beginning and end of "division" to its formal transition to "perfection"!
On this wedding bed made of night and sky, the universe once again ushered in a complete and all-round evolution!
The deep darkness, the night sky that symbolizes mystery, chaos, and infinite possibilities, slowly and proactively opens itself up to the ruler of the sky with an unprecedented, unguarded and alluring grace.

The ruler of the night opened her ancient embrace, releasing the primordial chaos that had given birth to all things. From then on, the night was no longer a synonym for nothingness, but transformed into the most fertile cradle, capable of nourishing life, destiny, and order.

The night sky is no longer just a hazy realm, but the most vast sea of ​​stars, actively merging into the immensity of the heavens.

The Father of all spirits, His thunder is not a destructive shock, but rather a gentle gesture that bestows eternal light upon the night, causing every star in the night to radiate a gentler, more brilliant, and more dazzling light than ever before.

The world of God is deeply intertwined with the kingdom of night.

The outlines of everything become clearer and more real amidst the interplay of light and darkness.

At this sacred core of fusion, the universe resonates with excitement, the stars shine with unprecedented brilliance amidst cheers, and galaxies bloom in splendor like blossoming flowers.

At the core of this sacred communion, the entire universe resonates and fervents!
Countless stars shone with unprecedented brilliance amidst cheers!
The endless galaxies are like flowers that have been blooming for billions of years, blooming brilliantly!
The land of Gaia was bathed in this endless sacred light, and the mountains and rivers were all renewed with new vitality; all things and spirits found unprecedented peace in this incomparably peaceful atmosphere!
This magnificent and sacred cosmic phenomenon is the world's formal acceptance of the night; it is also the most heartfelt joy and response of all things and spirits to this great union!

In this perfect fusion of sky and night, radiance and darkness, order and chaos, civilization and ignorance, two new, great deities who wield the supreme laws of the universe were born!

First, there is the thunderous radiance of the Father of Fate, which, after penetrating the deep night, gives rise to a magnificent pattern symbolizing cause and effect and balance.

He is like an invisible giant net, enveloping all living beings.

Thunder became the anvil for refining cause and effect; lightning became the yardstick for measuring sins.

The dark currents that reign supreme in the deepest recesses of the night crystallize under the light of lightning, forming a phantom scale that measures the good and evil of all things; the tranquil darkness weaves a thread of balance, each strand of darkness weaving a net to correct the excesses of fate.

On the threads of destiny of the Heavenly Order, invisible and formless “measuring lines” slowly emerge. They exist in the middle of every thread of destiny, gently guiding those threads that have become unbalanced for various reasons back onto the right track.

This is the universe's most natural correction to all "excessive" behavior.

The two supreme gods, their intertwined breaths coalescing into a sacred embryo, pulsating violently within the womb of thunderclouds and stardust, revealing the universe's will for self-correction through perfect balance and harmony.

Finally, a goddess, independent and powerful, descended from the vortex of thunder and shadow!
This is a solemn goddess in the form of a bride, sacred, dignified, and inviolable.

She wore a night-colored robe woven from "threads of measurement," the hem of which rippled with silver waves like the flowing stars. Her eyes were like frozen thunderstorms, and all who were gazed upon by her could see the reflection of their inescapable bitter fate.

In her left hand, she held up a bronze scale that shimmered with dazzling lightning.

On one side of the scales hangs a bundle of thorns, a stern warning against all excessive behavior; on the other side, a handful of morning dew symbolizes the absolute clarity of the will of the Father and the Mother of Night within the cycle of cause and effect.

In her right hand, she gripped a long, dark sword. Countless intricate and ever-changing mysterious patterns were engraved on its blade.

The hilt represents the "cause," and the blade represents the "effect."

She will punish all sins and bring down their deserved retribution in the name of the divine king's sacred justice!
She represents sacred cause and effect and retribution!

She will forever maintain the balance and measure of the universe!

She will, from the depths of the abyss, deliver the most natural judgment upon all the arrogant!

She is the most natural corrective force in the universe for all excessive behavior!

She is the sacred goddess of retribution and cause and effect—Nemesis!
Immediately after the birth of this solemn goddess, another cluster of shimmering stardust quietly emerged from the hazy depths of the night.

She doesn't follow any predetermined path; she appears and disappears, sometimes bright, sometimes dark.

Sometimes, she gathers into a dewdrop-like point of light; other times, she scatters into the tail of a shooting star.

She was a maiden goddess born amidst the intertwining of thunder and darkness, amidst the fierce collision of light particles and dark matter, in the depths of that endless night, from the most random, suddenly erupting waves.

This goddess, with golden hair and bare feet, was radiant, clever, and lively.

In her palm, she held a strange die that kept spinning.

This die is made entirely of pure gold. One half of its edges is inlaid with lapis lazuli, and the other half with black jade. When the light shines on it, it refracts a rainbow-like halo, ever-changing and unpredictable.

This die has six sides, six patterns, and six colors. The patterns on it are: thundercloud pattern, mountain pattern, sword pattern, water ripple pattern, star pattern, and one side is blank.

The six colors are gold, orange, black, blue, purple, and white.

This is the random roll of fate.

Barefoot, she hopped and skipped through the dark night, dancing the most joyful dance as she pleased.

Countless fleeting bubbles swirl around her golden hair, and within each bubble, a "possible" future is clearly reflected. As she dances joyfully, endless possibilities rise and fall, one after another.

She molded chaos into a stake for all living beings, scattering unpredictable twists and coincidences across the destinies of all beings.

She casually tossed the die that determined luck and opportunity, laughing as she looked down upon the world, simultaneously scattering the golden dust called "opportunity" and the gray haze called "misfortune."

A deadly sword can alter the course of life and death by the slightest difference.

An unexpected encounter may just lead to a lifelong, unwavering love.

A hero's life journey can be completely changed by picking up a seashell that she accidentally dropped.

A great dynasty can collapse suddenly because of a single grain of sand that slips through her fingers!
This is Tikka, the goddess of luck, chance, and randomness!

She is the embodiment of "luck".

Her birth was not accidental.

Rather, it is the most gentle randomness that the merciful Father of all spirits deliberately reserved outside of absolute balance.

Because the Great Father, who represents all "hope" and "future," sowed the seeds of hope into the darkness and chaos.

She is the embodiment of infinite possibilities born from the darkness, and the entity of "opportunity" bestowed upon her by the power of thunder.

She will bring unpredictable changes to the fate of all things.

All living things, all creatures, would tremble yet rejoice at her slightly mischievous laughter.

Because it is this randomness that has allowed the entire universe to completely break free from that rigid and unchanging fate!

At this moment, every thread of fate quietly splits in two.

They intertwine and surround each other, together weaving together everything in this world!
On this brand-new thread of destiny, both the "predetermined inevitability" and the "random chance" shine simultaneously.

From now on, fate will no longer be merely a cold and ruthless inevitability.

Furthermore, it possesses a self-regulating, dynamic, and hopeful element of chance.

This sacred union not only gave birth to two new deities, but also propelled the entire universe into a new and more perfect era!

From this moment on, the fundamental laws of this world will no longer be either the order of light or the chaos of darkness!

Rather, it is a magnificent, benevolent, and compassionate era composed of "cause and effect" and "randomness," "necessity" and "chance," filled with hope and the future, and boundless wonder!
The scales of Nemesis and the dice of Tyche will forever hang high in this intertwined universe.

On one hand, it maintains the unshakable causal balance of the universe; on the other hand, it sows the seeds of random vitality full of infinite possibilities and infinite hope in this universe.

When all spirits overstep their own boundaries, the scales of Nemesis will balance them; when all things fall into a rigid destiny, the dice of Tyche will inject new variables into them.

And all of this will operate perfectly under the supreme sacred order of balance and dynamism created by the Great Father of Heaven and the Mistress of Night!

Praise be to this sacred union!
It endows the sacred and just order with an unfathomable foundation that is sufficient to cover everything!

It allowed fate, which covered everything, to retain a surprise called "chance" amidst the cold inevitability!

This is the supreme Father of all spirits, who once again, more generously bestowed upon all things and spirits the most precious spiritual freedom.

And that freedom to choose one's own destiny!

Praise be to Zeus!

(End of this chapter)