Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Hypnos's call pulled Tsurugi into a dream, and before falling into a deep sleep, Tsurugi already knew where she was.

Holy crap, is this really the world of Greek mythology?

Wait a minute, shouldn't I, being an enlightened being, be sent to Journey to the West?

Was the Buddha reincarnated in Greece?

Wow, I never imagined I was a Gold Saint!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: The next world is the world of Greek mythology, with another layer of mythological identity. If I write about god-slayers later, I can write about multiple identities within multiple identities. The prototype of the devil in the Bible, and after having the identity of a graduate of Greek mythology and Buddha, I can use multiple identities to go to more worlds (?Д`)

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724. [Greek Mythology] Tsugumi, the Awakened One

The dancing owl flew through the dense forest and perched on the treetop at the crossroads, and then, a mysterious goddess appeared before her.

"I have a child I hope you will care for, Mistress of War." The goddess at the crossroads smiled and held up the baby in her arms, showing it to the owl.

"He is a variable beyond the control of fate; perhaps, he will become your invincible fighter."

The owl flapped its wings and landed, its gaze settling on the infant in the swaddling clothes—he was not a divine child, and no divine blood flowed in his veins, but his entangled fate was something even she could not unravel.

"Born from death, holy savior, son of the sun, born of the storm." The owl's eyes shone brightly, and from behind came the majestic yet joyful female voice.

"I named him—Origrotes."

"Oh, the Enlightened One, what a fine name," the goddess at the crossroads said with an approving smile, then mysteriously added...

"This will be his first name, a beautiful boy named after enlightenment."

"Then, he will be the son of the sun, the lord of thunder, or perhaps, an even greater being."

"Then, let's begin the story of his first life."

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Within the dense forests of Arcadia, this land blessed by the goddess of the hunt is covered in lush greenery, where animals roam freely, startling flocks of birds into flight.

Beneath a high mountain, on a lush green grassland, a gentle breeze caresses the seemingly endless expanse of green grass. Amidst this perfectly harmonious natural scene, a blond-haired boy sits cross-legged.

He placed his hands on his knees, standing as still as a statue, sunlight falling on his long golden hair, refracting a dazzling and beautiful arc of light.

His face was so handsome it was like a miracle created by God. This beauty was not only reflected in his appearance, but also in an indescribable combination of charm and desire.

He was there, his beauty utterly out of place in the world.

But when he closes his eyes, he becomes one with nature and the world.

A dozen or so birds perched on his shoulders and head, as if they were standing on a tree, and they sang softly.

The boy began to breathe, his breath mingling with the sound of the wind, the grass, and the flowing water in the air.

He felt the earth beneath his feet, the breath of Gaia, and the echoes of the banished Uranus in the sky. He calmly experienced and pondered all of this.

Hearing, sight, smell, taste, and touch

The boy's five senses have undoubtedly reached a level that even humans and demigods cannot attain, but what he is looking for now is not these five senses that humans cannot escape.

What he was searching for was his sixth sense.

It's a feeling, a concept, a 'system' that doesn't exist in this world.

But once the boy firmly believed that such a thing existed, he obtained the method of this system.

Because he is an enlightened one, a person who has attained enlightenment, when he has conceived a continuous path, it will appear beneath his feet.

I feel... it's gradually appearing.

The boy slowly raised his hand. Even though he made the movement, the flowers, birds, snakes, and insects that had been attracted by him remained motionless, because the boy had become perfectly integrated with nature.

Yes, he has found that feeling, the feeling and power called the sixth sense!

Ultimately, vision and cognition beyond the physical body resonated within the soul, and upon recognizing this feeling, the gates of the world burst open before him!

Thoughts originating from the brain awaken the spirit and soul, leading to the understanding of one's own path and the mastery of a power called the surreal!

Everything dances in his hands, everything becomes within reach. The basic units of matter, elements like fire and ice, the human spirit and soul...

As a human being, he possessed supernatural abilities that were beyond the reach of ordinary people!

In just a moment, he touched the pinnacle of the sixth sense and felt the mysterious seventh sense!

That is the source of all power, the feeling that the great, invisible Chaos manifested under the impetus of the First Cause, the source of this world!

But the feeling was only fleeting.

The boy slowly exhaled. He still didn't open his eyes, but having awakened his sixth sense, he could clearly observe the world without his eyes.

The beautiful young man, seemingly one with nature, like a painting, gently parted his lips and spoke in a voice as melodious as a song—

"I'm fucking awesome, I'm a fucking genius!"

The young man, no, Tsurugi Munechika, smiled smugly.

Yes, thirteen years have passed since Tsurugi entered this world, and he is now a beautiful thirteen-year-old boy.

He knew perfectly well that this was the world of Greek mythology, and a source mythology at that. The abundant and perfect reality and nature here prevented even the power of Superman Supreme and the Crimson King from being fully manifested.

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After all, the stories and significance of these two names are not enough to stand out in the stories of the Greek gods, and even if they did appear, they would probably be relegated to a relatively minor level.

But Tsurugi wasn't in a hurry or anxious. He had no interest in playing some kind of villainous monster here. After all, he was just here for a trip and had no purpose, so why should he force anything?

He sealed away his past power, and he would not use it unless necessary, except for his own name.

Even the name Tsurugi is only used by himself when referring to himself—after all, it's for the sake of identification.

He stretched languidly, put his hands behind his head, lay on the grass and looked at the ever-changing white clouds in the clear sky above, and the distant Mount Olympus, which was faintly visible in the sky.

Let go of unnecessary things and fully immerse yourself in this life experience.

In short, it's over!

"Origrotes, are you slacking off here again?"

The sound of horses' hooves reached his ears, followed by a shadow blocking the sun's rays from Tsurugi's face. He looked up and saw his teacher, the centaur Chiron.

This is his teacher, who raised him from the age of ten, a figure who is both a teacher and a father to him.

From a young age, he taught Tsurugi to read, fight, observe the stars, know about the sea, and so on.

Despite being a Centaur known for his debauchery and lust, he possessed a level of knowledge that even the wise men of Athens could not match. Of course, this was also because he was not actually a true centaur.

His father was Cronus, and his mother was Philyra, the goddess of the island. The reason he was centaur was that Cronus transformed Philyra into a mare and mated with her, thus giving birth to Chiron who was centaur.

This birth was so noble, far surpassing that of the centaurs born from the union of the foolish Ixion and the cloud; one was an immortal god, while the other was nothing but savage monsters. For Chiron, being treated as one of his own kind was indeed a distressing matter.

"I'm enjoying my life, teacher," Tsugumi said softly with a knowing smile.

"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift from heaven. I just don't want to waste it."

Looking at Tsurugi's closed eyes, Chiron gently pawed at the soil with his forelegs, then said...

“Origrotes, you are only thirteen years old, why do you act like a sixty-year-old man?”

His adopted son, who was also his first disciple, was never like a lively boy; instead, he seemed more like a mature man than his father.

—But that's just an appearance. Chiron already knew that in reality, he was just being lazy!

He has skipped more than a dozen classes so far!

"What's wrong with that? Everyone says that old people are a symbol of wisdom," Tsurugi said dismissively.

Then, what greeted him was an arrow shot towards him.

Dongjiang deftly dodged the arrow with a somersault, then looked at the expressionless Chiron, the centaur hero who had already placed his hand on another arrow.

"You need to train, Origrotes. Only with a strong physique can you become a qualified hero! Let me teach you properly!"

Having said that, without giving Tsurugi any chance to react, Chiron placed his hand on his bow and fired arrows one after another. The arrows were as sharp as shooting stars piercing the sun, and the archer's arrows, tearing through the earth, rained down on Tsurugi.

"A hero? I don't want to be one!"

Tsurugi narrowly escaped the arrows that could easily kill a flying dragon. Although his eyes were closed, his sixth sense, which he had mastered and reached its peak, allowed him to sense any attack that might come at him.

"What's so great about being a hero? Just to leave behind a story and then do something incredibly foolish? Gods above, why do something that doesn't bring you any benefit?"

"I have absolutely no interest in becoming a toy of the gods. Sacrificing myself for their approval would be a waste of my life. I only do what I want to do!"

"Becoming a hero is a complete waste of life!"

Dongjiang spouted outrageous remarks, saying things that were completely wrong about this era.

Chiron's forehead veins bulged. In this era that revered heroes, Tsurugi's words and thoughts were undoubtedly extremely unorthodox.

Chiron felt the rage. Unknowable fate rolled the dice in jest, and the wise centaur, driven by destiny, shot the arrow of fate at this moment!

This anger was channeled into his hands, causing his arrows to inadvertently absorb the golden light. Under this reflected light, the arrows he fired possessed the power to kill a scorpion and the characteristic of being 'absolutely unavoidable'!

Chiron was terrified. The moment the arrow left his hand, he tried to rush forward to stop it, but the golden arrow was already beyond his control.

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Chiron was terrified. The moment the arrow left his hand, he tried to rush forward to stop it, but the golden arrow was already beyond his control.

"No, Origrotes!!!"

Just before the golden arrow was about to pierce the Dongjiang River, his sixth sense kicked in, and he placed his right hand at his waist, unleashing a powerful shout as he struck out.

A punch, delivered with effortless supersonic speed, converged forward like a comet, colliding with the golden arrow. Chiron's unintentional arrow shattered upon contact, its residual force shattering the ground several meters in front of him! At the same time, the arrow's residual force pierced through Tsurugi's right hand, leaving a gaping wound that tore his arm open and exposed the bone, causing it to hang limply.

Anxious and guilty, Chiron immediately rushed to treat his disciple, but he saw Tsurugi's hand covering the wound.

The next moment, an invisible force enveloped the wound, causing its originally gruesome injury to heal itself in a very short time.

Having unleashed this almost magical sixth sense ability, Tsugumi shook her hand, not angered by Chiron's deadly attack, but rather nonchalantly said...

"As you can see, teacher, fate has once again reached out its claws to me."

“Fate has not been kind to me. My mother entrusted me to you and said that I had already been marked by Moros, because accidents and opportunities will follow me like a shadow. Atropes will keep cutting the threads of my life until I can no longer grow.”

"This seems to indicate that I can no longer stay by your side to receive your education. So, teacher, let's say goodbye here."