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

However—there's no need for him to do anything more. This mortal's dazzling brilliance can only shine for a fleeting moment. He will be ascended into the stars by Zeus; he will not break his promise, but this power must not be given to humankind!

The brilliance vanished in an instant.

Ares let out a painful roar. His enormous divine body was blasted apart by Dongjiang, and his right arm, along with half of his upper body, disappeared without a trace!

Is the victor this mortal?

No, because when the dust settled, Tsurugi remained motionless in her attack stance until a gust of wind blew by.

Dongjiang's body turned into dust in the sky and slowly drifted away.

This boy, who vowed never to be a hero, performed the most heroic feat, and after burning himself out, he vanished with the wind.

"And so, the brave Origrotes, with unparalleled courage, threw a punch at the god of war who envied him. He severely wounded Ares, and in doing so, burned himself out and perished."

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"Zeus intended to elevate him into the stars and make him a constellation, but unfortunately, they went to the underworld and could not find him."

"Eros suspected that Hades had hidden him, so he caused a great disturbance in Hades' kingdom, but no matter how hard he searched, he could not find him anywhere in the heavens or on the earth, even in the unfathomable depths of Tartarus."

"Perhaps he burned his own soul. After all, he was only a mortal. How could such an attack be accomplished by a mortal?" Hermes, the messenger of the gods, gave this answer.

“Aphrodite was heartbroken, and so in that year, all couples in the world lost their harmony and quarreled constantly.”

"And Origlotes, as Athena's first adopted son, Chiron's first disciple, and the first mortal to throw a punch at the god of war, resounded throughout Greece with his heroic name."

A tributary of Styx, the river that leads to the plains of mourning where all souls wander in anguish, slowly emerged from its blood-red, murky waters and walked onto the bank.

This scene caused countless souls in the River Styx to wail and scream. They reached out, hoping to pull him into the river, or for him to pull them out. But the cold-hearted boy did not do so...

"Shut your stinking mouth."

Dongjiang crawled out of the River Styx, lay sprawled on the ground, and looked at the dark, sunless sky of the underworld. He spoke irritably to the aged voice beside him.

"Really? This is Homer recording your epic tale that will be remembered for generations, my brother. Well, I think we'll meet again soon!"

The voice instantly transformed into a mocking tone, then vanished abruptly.

Hmph, who exactly is the owner of this voice? Or is it just Tsurugi's hallucination? It doesn't matter, he's not going to waste his energy on things right now.

"Your first life ended like this, passing away as a 'hero who fought against the gods'."

Tsurugi turned around, got up, looked at the smiling witch standing at the crossroads, wiped his face, and said...

"Alright, next time I won't want a goddess to be my foster mother!"

Tsurugi died, Tsurugi came back to life.

Because he does not belong to this world, his fate is not accepted by this world, and even the three Fates cannot decide his life or death.

Even if he dies, he will only return to the underworld and crawl out of that blood-red pool of water—he can return to the human world, but he must rebuild his body once more.

"Give yourself a score for your life," Hecate said with a cheerful smile, handing him a piece of silk.

"Thirty points." Tsurugi wiped the bloodstains from her body, walked into the shadowy cauldron, and said softly.

"The Saint Seiya system alone is not enough; the stats are still too low. I need to add some new elements."

—Damn it, I absolutely cannot let myself end up in a situation where someone might have their ass targeted!

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732. The Second Incarnation, Son of the Sun

For Tsurugi, this world was just a vacation game.

Having experienced death for the first time, Tsugumi did not feel particularly defeated, but rather found a unique kind of enjoyment in reflecting on her life.

The scenery is nice, and I'm really into role-playing, but what's with throwing late-game monsters into the early game to block the entrance? And why are the character models so tall that they get chased down?

Summary – 80% Open World!

"Don't you feel any frustration at all? And still harbor hatred for the gods?" Hecate looked at this outsider, tilting her head slightly. A purple veil draped down, and her slender fingers, encased in gloves, lightly brushed against the shadowy cauldron before her as she asked curiously.

"It would be a lie to say I don't care, but I'm not too bothered by it." Tsugumi shrugged.

"Perhaps I can gain many benefits in this world beyond my imagination, but—I recently learned one thing, and that is that happiness is the most important thing."

"Moreover, when it comes to dealing with so-called fate, a moment of unintentional madness is far more effective than a whole bunch of elaborate plans."

The news of being able to enter the original world of Greek mythology would surely drive that old fly Beelzebub mad with jealousy!

Without a doubt, as long as he leaves behind enough names in this world, his existence will be more prominent, and his incarnations will be more numerous throughout the myriad realms.

He might even develop a line of mythological research, making his Greek mythological self the 'prototype' of his Abrahamic self.

This approach is undoubtedly superior; compared to the rootless, original character, the existence of a well-researched and prototyped mythological figure brings a greater sense of 'realism'.

In short, it's all beneficial and has no drawbacks!

However, it would be putting the cart before the horse to deliberately take action for this purpose.

After all, for Tsugumi right now, being happy is the most important thing.

"Oh, you remind me of Dionysus. Perhaps you really do have some connection..."

Hecate, her face hidden beneath the veil, looked at the boy before her with great interest.

He came from another world, another mythology, and without a doubt, it was a story that was no less impressive than, and perhaps even more powerful than, this world's.

Because even the First Cause could not trace his past, the Three Sisters of Fate could not weave his destiny, and life and death could not restrain him.

Hecate was initially able to 'take him away' thanks to her own identity.

Hecate is the triad of chance, the goddess of magic, the queen of ghosts, and the goddess of the underworld. She is the daughter of Nyx of the Night, and her domain is the Crossroads, which leads to the underworld, Tartarus, and the human world.

Her status and position were as transcendent as her siblings, the Fates, who held a special place in the power Zeus distributed among the gods. She did not belong to the heavens or the earth; in the world of gods categorized by attributes, she represented the randomness of fate.

She can make fish in the water abundant or cause them to become extinct, and the same applies to birds in the sky and livestock on the ground. In the world of gods, she represents the element of chance, adding a touch of luck, and therefore she has become a goddess whom the sky, earth, and sea must respect in every era.

The gods could foresee how time would unfold, while Hecate smeared a little lubricant on the gears, leaving some room for the unpredictable, thus making the world run more smoothly.

Her privileges are unrestricted, just as the gods of fate cannot resist the woven destiny by the three Fates, and the chance brought by Hecate is also a part of fate that cannot be interfered with.

A tennis ball that touches the net and bounces off the ground—no one knows which side it will land on; it is the best proof of chance.

Therefore, Hecate, who in a sense transcended fate, obtained Tsurugi, who was also free from the interference of fate, and the goddess of opportunity and coincidence was naturally delighted with this game that transcended fate.

After all, repeating the same game of fate over and over again would be far too boring for a 'player' like Hecate who knows the outcome from the start.

She was eager to see how much of a change the story would bring about by the unexpected opportunity she had encountered in Dongjiang.

In contrast to Hecate's attitude, her sisters, the goddesses who control fate, do not want such a change to occur.

This is divine reassurance, much like how Hera, as the guardian goddess of the family, was destined to constantly cause trouble for Zeus's illegitimate son for the sake of her family. As interpreters of predetermined destiny, they are naturally at odds with 'variables'.

Hecate's existence was already the greatest destabilization of the world's predetermined fate, and now with the addition of Tsugumi, they naturally could not tolerate it.

Therefore, they would constantly send their brother, Moros, the embodiment of destruction, to find Tsurugi's whereabouts, and then they would weave unexpected fates around them, ultimately driving Moros to bring destruction to Tsurugi.

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Therefore, they would constantly send their brother, Moros, the embodiment of destruction, to find Tsurugi's whereabouts, and then they would weave unexpected fates around them, ultimately driving Moros to bring destruction to Tsurugi.

Even though the three sisters knew that Tsurugi was destined to make a comeback, each destruction was a way to reduce the unexpected events that would occur when weaving the threads of fate.

Tsuruga ignored Hecate's words and instead enthusiastically created a second account for herself.

"Am I really destined to be born as a baby? And why do I have to default to having maximum charm? Damn it, why are there so many default options!"

Tsugumi looked at the options with great frustration and said...

"Can't you just find any place to put me and let me grow up naturally?"

"No, this goes against the laws of nature. Even the king of the gods must grow from a weak infant into an adult. This is the choice the world has made since the end of the Titans' golden age."

Hecate shook her finger and said with a smile.

“Ever since Zeus defeated Cronus and ended the golden age of the Titans, all life that has been born has been a product of ‘imitating’ the gods. Just as Zeus transformed into a giant eagle, it was not to imitate the eagle, but the original eagle was Zeus.”

"Therefore, life born after the gods must go through the process of growing from an infant, because this is also Zeus's trajectory, and—this is also for your sake."

"You don't want to be arrested by Aphrodite the moment you land, do you? Athena knows some of your secrets, but she's cleverly pretending not to know anything. After all, the trouble Zeus, whom you fear, can bring you isn't just limited to his indiscriminate appetite."

Tsugumi naturally understood Hecate's meaning. As the master of Olympus, Zeus, the king of the gods, possessed unparalleled power. Even without following the esoteric version, he had the ability to lift up the gods and the earth on his own.

Of course, without lightning, he did suffer a cruel fate at the hands of Typhon. The main reason for this was that Zeus, who did not reach the end, was not able to completely transcend his fate.

While the later Zeus did indeed achieve the power to beat fate and even everything, Zeus did not possess such power in the early and middle periods of mythology.

He still needed to evade fate, using various methods to avoid the descent of the god 'stronger than himself' foretold by the Fates. Athena did so, and so did Achilles.

Therefore, once Zeus learns of Tsurugi, an unknown variable from outside Chaos, who is beyond fate, there is no doubt that the king of the gods will choose to take action against him.

Even if they didn't kill him, they would certainly imprison him, or even try to integrate him into Olympus as one of the gods—but they would never give him freedom.

Unlike God, Zeus was a god-king full of humanity, and he valued stability and rule above all else!

"Don't worry, this time I'll choose an ordinary family for you." Hecate's fingers gently stirred the Shadow Cauldron, watching the dark purple liquid drip from her fingertips, and a charming, languid laugh came from under the thin veil.

"Without a doubt, my sisters will still tirelessly try to weave an unexpected network for you so that my brother can take you away. But this time, at least you can grow up peacefully into adulthood."

"However—I do not recommend that you use the power you had last time this time."

In the microcosm system, Tsugumi elevated this originally unfamiliar power to the level of the seventh sense and successfully severely injured Ares, which has already made Zeus wary and fearful.

Zeus, fearing the emergence of a new pantheon to replace Olympus, has always been extremely wary of humankind. He even refused to grant them fire, simply because humans are the creations of the Olympian gods, their children, just as the gods are the children of the Titans.

Needless to say, if a new microcosmic system were to emerge again, Zeus would never allow it to exist. The best-case scenario is that he would capture and imprison it; the worst-case scenario—Tartars would be its eternal resting place.

"Of course, I know that, but—I will keep this power to move the world in my private life."

Dongjiang reached out and stirred the large pot in front of him, saying this.

He has already created a new life for himself.

This time, he will no longer be born as a 'mortal', or rather, he will become a demigod in the eyes of mortals and a mortal in the eyes of demigods!

He doesn't have the blood of the gods flowing in his veins, yet he possesses power that mortals perceive as no different from that of a demigod. In the eyes of the demigods, he is a being as majestic as their brother, but one who doesn't evoke the feelings of kinship in them.

Beneath the rumors, the hidden son of the gods—this will be his new life, a new setting.

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"And I, in the name of the goddess of opportunity, bestow upon you the spell of shadow."

Hecate's fingers traced across the top of the Shadow Cauldron, and countless invisible runes merged with it, accompanied by ancient, primordial incantations.