(Greek Mythology) The Abyss
Chapter 108
For the primordial gods, even with seemingly humanoid bodies indistinguishable from other beings, they were still essentially part of the world.
Gaia's wrath often brought natural disasters like landslides and earthquakes; the moon and stars sometimes failed to pierce the night; the number of ships buried at the bottom of the sea largely depended on Penthes's mood; and the sky, after Uranus's imprisonment, never regained its former height and clarity…
Even without deliberate action, the world was constantly under their will. For the truly supreme gods, this was perfectly natural.
They could, of course, sever this influence, but…
What do other beings have to do with me?
This question perfectly encapsulates the common belief of these primordial gods.
Therefore, it's quite normal for Tartarus to ignore the other beings in Hell.
"Philotes, can't you watch your mouth? Eris heard you!" The goddess of oblivion, Lett, looked displeased. As the most innocent victim caught in the crossfire of this incident, she had every reason to express her displeasure.
What difference did it make whether Eris knew or Emperor Tartarus knew?
"I didn't know Eris was here," Philotes, the goddess of friendship, explained softly, her face contorted with misery.
It was just a casual gathering of sisters; those who wanted to come could, and those who didn't could stay away. With so many daughters of Nyx, who would notice who was actually there?
The River of Oblivion, named after Lett, was one of the rivers of the Underworld. As the goddess of oblivion, sharing the same name as the Lett River, Lett and the Lett River were always linked. With the River Styx nearly frozen over, how could she remain unaffected?
Therefore, although Philotes felt she was also innocent, she still felt a little guilty towards Lett, the true victim.
"It's as if knowing she was there would have made you keep quiet," Tarasa remarked casually after returning to report to her grandmother.
"...Taraasa, I can't answer that." Speechless, Philotes felt a bit weary.
*My dear niece, some things are better left unsaid, you know that?*
*As everyone knows, the sea goddess Tarasa possesses eyes that see through appearances to the essence of things, and a straightforward personality.
*She's just sometimes too straightforward, often directly hitting other gods where it hurts, like Hemera, and then Hemera again, and finally, Hemera again.*
*She had previously used this to mock Hemera, and now she was finally experiencing her elder sister's pain herself.*
*Retribution, it's all retribution. [Indifferent.jpg]*
*Philotes: My heart is as still as the waters of the Styx.* (Nonsense, the River Styx is frozen solid, it's impossible for it to move.)
"Curiosity killed the cat, and clearly, you don't have nine lives." Momes, the god of mockery, curled his lips into his usual sarcastic smile. He always had the ability to make even the most ordinary words strike a nerve.
Simply put, his ability to trigger specific associations in others was maxed out.
Philotes, the target of his mockery, looked utterly exasperated.
She knew she'd been a bit gossipy, but what's wrong with a goddess being bored and wanting to share some news with her sisters? Who knew it would cause such a mess?
What could she do? She was desperate too.
"Gossip is fine, of course, but the content is another matter. I imagine you haven't forgotten what you said, have you?" Lett smiled.
Philotes immediately fell silent.
Yes, the key wasn't that Eris had overheard the gossip, but rather the content of the gossip.
"Alright, stop it. Philotes didn't do it on purpose, and it's not her fault," Erebus said, stopping his children from continuing the argument.
Although Erebus was mostly a background figure when he was with his wife, Nyx, he still occasionally displayed his authority.
"I don't want to be in this environment," Nyx complained after the other gods fell silent.
The Temple of Night was located in Hell, and unfortunately, in the lowest level of Hell closest to the Abyss, so Nyx's complaint wasn't surprising.
"I don't want to be in this environment either," Erebus didn't say it directly, but his expression clearly conveyed the message.
So you just went ahead and tricked your eldest sister, didn't you? Nyx's children silently stared at their mother.
"Our mother, she really is our mother; no one but her children would do something like this." "Don't look at me like that. I only offered the idea; I wasn't the one carrying it out," Nix said, a slight smile playing on his lips as he predictably saw the gods devising their own schemes to cover their unease. "Besides, if you're worried about Hemera, I don't mind if you go yourselves."
No, we do mind. Hearing this, the gods immediately looked up and down, pretending they knew nothing.
"Will Mother Goddess really be alright?" Tarasa frowned, a hint of worry in her voice.
Although she was the primary executor of Nix's idea, she was still very concerned about her mother. [Cute.jpg]
"Don't worry, Big Brother isn't the type to hold grudges," Nix replied confidently.
"…"
Are you kidding me?
The temple fell silent. The gods subconsciously exchanged glances, each noticing the suspicion in the other's eyes.
#Mother Goddess, have you forgotten all the misfortunes the gods of the underworld have suffered over the years when His Majesty Tartarus was bored?#
#The terror of being dominated by the ultimate boss of the underworld's perverse tastes all those years#
#We might not know the same god of the abyss#
Under the distrustful gazes of his children, Nyx smiled brightly.
Well, whatever makes you happy, Mother Goddess. ╮(￣▽￣")╭
"You can ask her yourselves when she returns." Nyx didn't seem to care about his children's doubts.
Nyx: Facts will prove everything. [Profound and unfathomable.jpg]
"What if she doesn't come back?" Charon felt he had reason to doubt.
It certainly wasn't because of his past foolishness, which had earned him a "thousand-year prison tour" warning from Tartarus.
"What are you talking about? Who won't come back?" "I just stepped into the temple and heard that sentence. True to her straightforward, inquisitive nature, Hemera asked."
"Of course it's Hemera... uh, Big Sister?!" The words spoken behind her were overheard by the god in the room. Charon was surprised, but also unusually embarrassed.
The Mother Goddess must have sensed Hemera's approach long ago, but she deliberately kept quiet, even misleading them with her words. The gods' wicked sense of humor was simply unbelievable. _(:з」∠)_
"...What kind of expression is that?" Under Charon's gaze, Hemera felt a little uncomfortable.
What was it like again? ...Hemera thought seriously for a moment before suddenly realizing.
Hmm...right...it's the expression of a mortal seeing a dead person come back to life, the kind of expression you have when you see a ghost. I'm still quite clever, aren't I? ~\(≧▽≦)/
Although something felt off, it didn't matter, hmm. ()