Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 243 Supreme Fusion! (8K chapters, bonus chapter for monthly votes, please vote at the end of the month~)

Logically speaking, any god with a slightly thin skin would really be unable to keep up the act here.

Let alone an ordinary bird, even an ordinary god would have been reduced to dust long ago under Hera's divine power.

Even though things had come to this point, all Hera saw was Zeus still pretending to be dead.

And the costumes were even more extravagant.

With a push of its own limbs, it kicked with its two little paws, and even deliberately stuck out its bright red little tongue.

Miho's Hera is both infuriating and hilarious.

However, she was equally powerless against Zeus.

Then, she suddenly snorted coldly, threw the "dead bird" hard onto the ground, and turned to leave.

But she had only just turned around and hadn't even taken a step when a strong and warm hand grabbed her wrist tightly.

The next instant, an immense force that she could not resist pulled her back into an incredibly familiar and solid embrace.

The whole world changed in an instant. The dark clouds dispersed, the sun shone brightly, and the air was instantly filled with the masculine energy of thunder and sky, completely replacing the moist fragrance of soil and rain.

That was the most solid chest she knew so well, and longed for so dearly.

The sky embraced her.

The gentlest, most melodious, and most magnetic voice in the universe gently rang in her ears, a million times more beautiful than the song of a lark:
"My beloved and beautiful goddess, my Hera, why are you so cruel to a poor bird that loves you the most?"

"My love, do you know that this little bird would rather rest in your palm forever and ever?"

The gentle Hera's heart, which was originally filled with a little anger, was extinguished as if by a sudden rain, and in an instant, she lost all her fuel.

This is her favorite male god, this is the embrace she longs for most.

As he listened to these soul-stirring words, his anger dissipated uncontrollably.

At the same time, endless grievances and deeper sorrow surged into her heart like a tide.

She didn't try to break free from her beloved man's embrace, but she also didn't make any response.

She remained expressionless and spoke in a cold tone: "Why would His Majesty the most noble God-King in the universe, the supreme and only ruler, resort to such despicable means to humiliate a goddess?"

"Yes, Your Majesty the God-King, you can do whatever you want, can't you?"

"Everything in this universe is at your disposal. You are the master of everything, and whatever you want to do is perfectly justified."

Her voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly, and was filled with a self-deprecating desolation.

"With just a beckoning gesture, any goddess will immediately throw herself into your arms, take off her clothes, let you play with her as you please, and bear your child."

"In the end, they will be grateful to His Majesty the God-King for the supreme favor you have bestowed upon them, won't they?"

Hera slowly raised her head and looked directly at her most beloved god-king.

Two pairs of golden eyes, both of the same origin, gazed at each other silently.

His eyes were filled with a burning love and desire, as well as a rare, deep-sea-like pity and guilt.

In his other pair of eyes lay a love as deep as the ocean, yet also an endless, broken heart.

It was like a torrential rain falling on Mirror Lake, creating ripples on the surface, each wave carrying a silent sorrow.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Highness. In this universe, who can defy your will?"

Her voice was calm, yet every word was bitter and cutting: "Why must you resort to such despicable means? If you wish, then I can take off my clothes right now and offer you everything I have."

Upon hearing this, Zeus closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled it heavily.

He could only embrace his beloved Hera even more tightly, pressing her closer to his heart.

He pressed his cheek against Hera's delicate, fair earlobe and murmured in the most precious and affectionate tone, "Hera, my Hera, my eternal love."

"I really want to open my chest and let you see for yourself just how sincere my love for you truly is. I long to show you how my heart is filled with your name."

“I really want to reveal all my divinity so that you can see it for yourself.”

"Behold my love for you, is it truly and eternally engraved in the deepest part of my divinity? Let me show you how brilliantly your name shines in the deepest part of my divine light?"

"Hera, my Hera, my beloved, my divine light, all my tenderness."

"I know that I have too many faults, too much indulgence and unworthiness."

"But my love for you is forever beyond doubt! I have never been, and will never be, ambiguous, concealed, or hesitant. My beloved Hera, I love you!"

"I swear in the name of Zeus: I will always love my Hera deeply! This love will last forever, never to be extinguished!"

"My treasure, my beloved, my most supreme and precious Hera, how I so desperately want you to suffer even the slightest harm."

The god-king held his beloved even tighter, murmuring a plea: "My love, what must I do to prove to you my love for you? What must I do to make you believe in my heart?"

"Do you know that I am willing to share everything with you?"

"My universe, my sky, my thunder, my throne, I want to share them with you; my laws, my glory, my order, all my rewards and punishments, I want to share them with you."

Zeus's passionate and sincere words, however, weighed heavily on Hera like a gentle boulder, making her heart even heavier.

She wasn't doubting Zeus's sincerity.

But should she really betray her fidelity in love, her expectations of her husband, and her unwavering principles?
The God-King also sensed the weight and struggle of his beloved. He paused briefly, then chuckled softly. In that chuckle, all frivolity had vanished, leaving only a gentle comfort capable of melting ice and snow.

"If you still refuse to believe me, then I will transform into a little lark and sing at your window every day from now on. I will sing until the first ray of light each morning completely illuminates the entire Olympus. Anyway, you will never be able to shake me off."

Hera's butterfly-like eyelashes finally trembled slightly.

The first rays of light every morning
These words, like the softest feather, precisely plucked the deepest string in her heart, the string called "desire".

It gently soothed her already fragile and vulnerable heart.

She cared nothing for all the power and glory promised by her beloved God-King.

All she ever wanted was to spend every morning with Him, together.

It's just that simple "being together".

The most radiant female protagonist of the heavenly kingdom listened to the words of her most beloved god-king. Her heart was filled with endless emotion, yet torn apart by indescribable heartache.

The bitterness, the pain, and the endless grievances all converged into an insurmountable sea of ​​suffering at this moment, completely engulfing her.

The last pillar supporting her divine resolve groaned under the unbearable weight of the bittersweet sea of ​​suffering, breaking inch by inch.

All the strength and perseverance in my body vanished irretrievably, like sand slipping through my fingers.

She could never, ever refuse her beloved God-King.

Because she loved Him so, so much.

Their names and their lives were already bound together in that eternal time.

When mentioning Hera, Zeus is inevitably mentioned; and when mentioning this eternal god-king, Hera is also indispensable.

This eternal Queen of the High Heavens, the sovereign of the endless Heavenly Kingdom, the supreme ruler, the queen of all gods, the great mother goddess upon the golden throne.
Wearing golden boots, Hera slowly raised her flawless arms, the most beautiful in the universe, and with her last bit of strength, gently, gently embraced her beloved god-king.

A heartbroken tremor, like a sigh, like a whisper, escaped slowly from her luscious red lips, like a gentle breeze:
"Your Majesty, you hold the reins of thunder and order, and your radiance inspires the reverence of all gods. Almost anything you desire is possible; but my desires remain unfulfilled."

"Zeus, my eternal love, why, why? Why did I fall in love with you?"

"My Lord, please tell me, why must I endure this most painful torment?"

"You let my divinity drown in your sweet love as vast as the sea, but why do you make me suffer the torment of not being able to breathe?"

"Why...why?"

"Hera." No matter how eloquent or persuasive Zeus was, he could not utter a single word of defense at this moment.

He could only use all his love to hold his beloved Hera tightly, almost wanting to completely merge her with himself.

He could shield Hera from all the wind and sand, but the greatest pain and torment were bestowed upon her by His own hands, this amorous god.

Even though He is omniscient and omnipotent, He is still powerless to do anything about it.

In this eternal love, He was ultimately more selfish, and Hera ultimately embraced everything about Him.

"My love, I'm so sorry, so sorry."

For the first time, the supreme deity truly spoke words of apology from the bottom of His heart. He would never have felt such profound remorse towards any other goddess.

Because He knew all too well that the sole cause of all the torment Hera suffered was her noble, flawless, and unwavering love for Him!
Hera exhaled a deep breath, as if expelling all the exhaustion from her soul.

She didn't want to talk about these things anymore; she really didn't want to think about these painful things anymore.

She forced herself to calm down and softly asked, "Zeus, my love, please tell me, what brings you to me?"

The amorous god-king, filled with endless love and guilt, lowered his head and kissed her fragrant hair.

In a soft, almost pleading voice, He replied, “My Hera, I… I can no longer bear to love you. Please, please do not reject me again, become my wife.”

"I don't ask you to grant my request now, I only ask you to keep me in your heart, let me stand there forever, waiting for you to come to me or call me to come to you."

The radiant goddess Hera was startled upon hearing this.

The wind stopped at that moment.

She gazed silently at her eternal love before her, and in those golden eyes burning with fierce flames, she could only see her own reflection.

She suddenly remembered that she had stood atop Olympus countless times, gazing at the boundless earth and starry sky.

Faced with the vast and boundless world, she had wanted to give up countless times.

She refused to hate because she firmly believed that the opposite of love was not hate, but "indifference".

But the god before her made it impossible for her to ever be "unmoved".

Even hatred is something she cannot bring herself to do.

She gave a poignant smile, looking into Zeus's unwavering eyes, and said softly, "Zeus, oh Zeus, am I not already in your arms?"

"Please stop talking, please stop talking."

That's it. That's it.

"My God-King, my Lord, my Father, my everything. Let it be."

"Please take me, the rest. Say no more. That's it."

Before the words had even finished, the golden crown that symbolized steadfastness and pride atop Hera's radiant head had already quietly slipped off.

The golden crown made no sound, but simply landed quietly on this earthly meadow, tumbling among the fragrant flowers.

Finally, it was gently received by a petal.

She defied her own noblest divinity.

It was all because of that incurable love.

She gave everything she had to this beloved god-king.

There is resentment, but no regret, nor hatred.

The Most High Heavenly Father has finally possessed the Great Mother Goddess of Procreation.

— At that moment, the entire universe was stirred up by the most vast etheric tide!

The tidal fluctuations, like the most violent waves, stirred up the wildest cosmic storms, shaking the entire universe with unprecedented intensity!

Boundless golden clouds gathered from nothingness, and with unprecedented thickness and splendor, completely obscured the entire world!
Endless, boundless, and sacred golden lightning flashed wildly within the golden clouds.

The continuous, joyful, and exhilarating roar of thunder resounded in every corner of the universe!
Golden lightning embroidered an unparalleled and magnificent wedding crown on the dark cosmic dome!

And that warm, abundant, and fertile power surges from the depths of the earth, unfolding the boundless world into the most dazzling wedding dress!
The winds from all directions and fields shifted their pitches, transforming into a magnificent string symphony that resonated with heavenly sounds!
Colorful clouds, gathered from among the stars, formed the most magnificent and endless wedding dress!
A colossal rainbow, containing all the colors of existence, intertwined with the knot of hearts, symbolizing an eternal covenant!
At this moment, the boundless universe, with its countless stars and galaxies, are all guests of this sacred wedding, raising high the lamps of blessing for the Father and Mother!
The sacred network of the Heavenly Order reveals its most fundamental threads of order, weaving this unique and sacred covenant on its sacred loom, with eternal time as witness!
The thunder of the Great Father descended from the highest point of the universe, no longer a destructive force, but transformed into a sacred golden rain containing endless life codes, gently sprinkling upon the boundless world that Hera represented, yearning for life.

The Great Mother Goddess has transformed into a boundless "Sea of ​​Procreation" that contains the essence of all life.

The ocean is warm and deep, churning within the primordial embryos of all life, the most concentrated and purest essence of life in the universe.

Her divine power transformed into a warm and moist life-giving mist that rose from this ocean.

Like a colossal canopy, it gently yet firmly unfolds, welcoming the divine blessing from heaven.

The entire universe trembled violently for this most sacred union!

This is not out of fear, but from the supreme ecstasy of returning to the origin and achieving perfect harmony!

This is not an ordinary union, nor even a simple fusion of concepts and laws!
This is the "yin" and "yang", the "hard" and "soft" that drive the universe; it is the "power that gives form" and the "foundation that gives birth to all things"; it is the supreme Father God and the supreme Mother God, the greatest and most sacred unity!

The Supreme Father God provided the most sacred order and territory for all living beings in this universe.

The supreme Mother Goddess infused this order with an unending, vibrant flow of life.

The light veins of the Heavenly Order have been rewoven, and the pattern symbolizing "existence" has been given a resilient line called "growth".

The universe is no longer just a cold mirror observing itself; it has learned to explore outwards and grow inwards.

It learned to transform "possibility" into "growth".

From then on, life was no longer merely a wild and disorderly growth in chaos, but a flourishing and multiplying process under a sacred order.

Order is no longer a cold, rigid framework of rules, but a vibrant, ever-evolving organic whole.

Thus, the universe entered a truly orderly and abundant golden age!

A great era of prosperity and flourishing!

Subsequently, the "Divine Thunder" finally struck the "Sea of ​​Procreation".

The golden "light of law" instantly poured into the deep "sea of ​​life".

The order of the heavens, and the birth of life; the masculine will, and the feminine gestation; the union of the Great Father and the Great Mother—at this moment, the most perfect creative harmony was achieved!

At this moment, the entire universe was completely enveloped in an unprecedentedly magnificent glow.

Within that rosy glow, there were both the sacred golden patterns of thunder and the fragrant, vibrant aura.

The stars swayed in response, showering down their silvery blessings; the ocean calmed its surging waves, and instead played its deepest hymns.

On the earth, every flower bud that was about to bloom bursts into bloom in an instant, and every unripe fruit ripens rapidly. The air is filled with the sweetest scent of birth and reproduction!

This is a magnificent union that transcends the physical body! It is the ultimate resonance and perfection of the entire universe!
All things and all living beings were plunged into the deepest, most profound ecstasy, originating from the very source of life!

Because, starting today, the world has "more" rights!

Zeus, the supreme king of the sky! He is the all-knowing lord, the all-powerful sovereign! He is the creator of existence, the establisher of order! He is the energy of eternal motion, the one and only god who originates from all and is above all!
His thunder is not only a tool of destruction, but also a sacred light that cuts through chaos, creates all things, and gives birth to life!

His embrace is the Father's boundless coverage of the universe, and the protection and regulation of life by justice and righteousness!

Hera, the majestic and loving Mother Goddess of Procreation! She is the Mother of Life, the Gift of Existence! She is the Driver of Endless Evolution, the Source of Cosmic Progress! She is the Gentle Mother Who Nurtures All Things, the Embodiment of Eternal Evolutionary Life Force, the Supreme Mother Goddess Who Drives All Existence Forward!
She is fertile soil, receiving the rain and light from the sky; she is the ocean of motherhood, nurturing countless forms; she is the mistress of the sky, bestowing upon all living beings the sacred right to reproduce and evolve!

Her existence symbolizes the resilience, continuity, and vitality of life itself, and represents the promotion and great love of reproduction and childbirth for life!

Their divine union this time is the perfection of the universal law itself!
It ushered in a great era in which order and life, power and reproduction, patriarchy and matriarchy were perfectly integrated, and all things were able to flourish and create within a sacred framework!

Their union was the grandest and most sacred wedding in the history of the universe's evolution!

The entire world has transitioned from a static state of "existence" to a dynamic state of "growth"!
In this ultimate harmony, in the sacred fusion that represents the origin of creation, in the deepest part of their divine union, a nameless light is ignited.

Embracing the supreme mystery of combining "the will to give form" with "the potential to nurture all things," a great deity began to be conceived.

The Great Mother Goddess, who nurtured the creature, took the Seed of Light into her womb and bestowed upon it endless vitality.

The Great Father of Thunder created for Him the fetal heartbeat that follows the rhythm of the universe.

Prosperity weaves a warm swaddling cloth for it; order establishes a solid framework for it.

That was the supreme "creative" authority of the ancient god-king, which was once again sublimated and conceived within Hera's womb.

The supreme god-king infused it with the authority to define forms, establish rules, and intricately construct.

The loving Great Mother Goddess incorporates the boundless maternal power that nurtures, gives life vitality, and transforms ideas into reality.

That was the first sacred sound of forging, where "possibility" was captured by "reality"; where "blueprint" was presented by "matter"!

That is the great power of "energy shaping matter" and "laws constructing forms"!

His name is Hephaestus!

He is the wise and insightful ruler who "creates everything and creates everything"!
Yes, the eldest son of the God-King!
He is the eldest son of the supreme Father God and the most exalted Mother God!
He is the great creator god whom all civilizations will eternally worship!
He is the supreme authority of the ancient god-king, and after being rewoven by the supreme order of the god-king Zeus, he was sublimated and conceived in the womb of the supreme mother goddess, becoming a brand new god!
He received an inexhaustible source of creative power from the endless life of the Mother Goddess; He received precise laws of perfect order from the orderly thunder of the Father Goddess.

He will use "rules" as his crucible and "will" as his hammer.

He will melt down those scattered "materials" and "essences" into tangible "vessels" and "forms".

He will transform those fleeting inspirations in the void into tangible things that can be grasped by living beings.

Wherever He goes, miracles that can be repeated will occur.

Wherever He goes, inspiration is no longer fleeting, and great deeds are no longer confined to songs.

Because of Him, "creation" will no longer be the exclusive privilege of the gods, but will become a "craft" that can be taught, a "method" that can be preserved, and a "path" that can be passed down.

Because of Him, all living beings are finally able to grasp the rules set by the gods and bind everything that roams between heaven and earth!
His birth symbolizes that after the union with the supreme deity, the universe gained an inherent, inexhaustible, and inheritable creative power.

From then on, civilization was forged and art was born.

Beyond "reproduction," the world has been enriched with the dazzling brilliance of "skill" and "civilization."

This is the ultimate meaning of the union of the Great Father God and the Great Mother God: the fusion of Father and Mother, the interlocking of Yin and Yang, the confirmation of abundance and discipline, and the mutual advancement of survival and creation.

From then on, the world's "life" came into "order"; and from then on, the world's "order" would serve "life".

After that day, the rhythm of cosmic evolution was tuned to a completely new frequency.

From this point on, the great era of prosperity and multiplication officially began.

Creation is given a form that can be learned; life is given an order that can be continued.

All things and spirits in the universe smile in response.

Because all things find their own life; all spirits find their own hope.

A great era of continuous reproduction, creation, and evolution, and perpetual prosperity, has begun.

Praise be to Zeus!

Praise be to Hera!

The profound union of the Great Father God and the Great Mother God lasted for a full 333 days.

During these 333 days, the entire universe was completely enveloped by the most magnificent and glorious sacred auspicious phenomena since the beginning of time, filled with the harmonious resonance of life and order.

Only after Zeus and Hera parted did these endless auspicious omens slowly and reluctantly dissipate like the tide, leaving only a warm and lasting rainbow glow in the sky.

Zeus remained in the same place, the roar of heaven and earth long since faded into distant waves, and only He remained on the vast plains.

His fingertips gently stroked his forehead, on that strand of golden hair, the purest color, the same as his own, which he had forcibly kept.

Feeling the lingering warmth, He felt a profound sense of loss.

The God-King still cherishes the love and beauty that He poured into each other during those 333 days, a love that deeply intoxicated His entire divinity.

In this deepest fusion, He could clearly feel Hera's love, a passionate love that completely enveloped His boundless divinity.

The whisper of pure, unwavering, and unyielding love still echoes deep within His divinity, like the morning star that never fades at the end of the long night.

Hera has returned to Olympus, back to her temple of fertility.

When she saw Asteria with Leto, she understood why she had left, but she did not blame her.

Who can defy the will of the beloved God-King?
She simply sat alone on her divine throne, lost in thought.

She could feel the sweetness and joy in her heart; it was a wonderful feeling that she couldn't deceive herself about.

Yet, my heart remained like a lake rippling with raindrops, unable to find peace and tranquility.

She didn't know how to face Zeus, let alone the other goddesses, especially the goddesses she respected and her friends.

Although they may not care, and may even treat them with kindness and generosity.

But she cared.

She values ​​the principle of "fidelity" and also the desire for "being together".

She could not refuse Zeus.

Yes, she could not refuse Zeus no matter what, nor could she deceive the truth deep in her heart.

But she absolutely refused to use the happiness and dignity of any goddess to justify her own happiness.

This forced her to use immense willpower to temporarily leave Zeus, as if escaping, and hurriedly return to her own temple, where she sat quietly.

Because she was in a state of utter confusion.

The child in her womb, the eldest son of the god-king, although his divinity and authority were already complete, had not yet been born and was still sleeping and being nurtured.

As the supreme Mother Goddess, the birth of her first child was destined to follow the "conventional way of reproduction," which set a benchmark for all living beings.

This time requires the nurturing of a complete cycle of "Sacred December".

This year is a tribute to the greatness of maternal love.

This is also enough to nurture this already incredibly powerful child into something even more perfect and powerful.

The supreme deity of "creation" is about to appear.

When the supreme god of "creation" descends, all the dreams of civilizations regarding tools and methods, forms and principles, diagrams and craftsmanship will truly possess the hope and future that can be inherited, replicated, and widely disseminated.

During the 333 days that Zeus and Hera were united, many goddesses in the universe were moved to tears.

Whether the goddesses knew beforehand that "Zeus loved Hera the most" or not, they now understood.

Because this time, the commotion was the biggest and lasted the longest!
Furthermore, all the gods could sense that the great god-king made no attempt to conceal it, declaring that he had bestowed his eldest son, as well as the crucial and extremely special authority of "creation," entirely upon the goddess of fertility.

Even though this divine child has not yet been born, all of this is already an open secret.

In the netherworld, a great goddess of the night, who was very reluctant to reveal her name, even though she already knew that Zeus loved Hera the most, still looked extremely grim at this moment.

The shadows beneath her divine throne seemed to have deepened several shades, becoming chillingly terrifying, as if they were about to devour everything.

The gentle and graceful Hemera, standing to the side, was somewhat frightened when she saw her mother's face, which was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

(End of this chapter)