Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 538 - 159 Moirai

"your majesty, true to my trust, under the guidance of fate, i have found the mortal who can help you escape your predicament."

zeus was still entangled in his dilemma, when suddenly, the voice of zephyrus came from outside.

whatever choice it would take, breaking free from the current predicament and regaining freedom was always the first choice. so the divine king put this matter aside for the moment, turning his gaze toward the entrance of the cave.

not long after, accompanied by a gust of wind, the figure of the god of west wind materialized in front of the divine king. he entered alone, having left cadmos outside the cave.

"your majesty, i have brought the person."

with a slight bow, zephyrus glanced at the bones in zeus’s chest.

it seemed that with the approach of the deity, the black fog swirling above became more animated. he was certain, if he dared to reach out and grab it, his end would certainly not be pleasant.

"he is the mortal cadmos, prince of phoenicia. in search of his sister, he traveled westward, crossing vast seas and mountains without faltering. i believe among humans, he would indeed merit the description ’resolute of will’."

"...prince of phoenicia?"

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his eyes flickered slightly, zeus’s expression became a bit unnatural, but it was a fleeting moment.

however, at this moment, he thought of his previous idea.

zephyrus might have said so offhand, but now, zeus truly felt the ’guidance of fate.’ it was during his encounter with the phoenician princess that the disaster of typhon erupted, and then only the fates, who controlled destiny, could help him win... and at this time, europa’s brother came in search of her, about to become the hero who would save the divine king.

the more ignorant, the more fearless; on the contrary, the more he understood the terror of fate, the more zeus dreaded it.

had it involved the ascendancy to the throne of the divine king, he might have had to use some means to delay the arrival of fate, but if it were anything else, zeus would not intend to oppose it.

moreover, this was his own idea in the first place... at that moment, the scales in his heart tipped ever so slightly, but the divine king remained impassive. he simply nodded, as if the identity of the visitor posed no issue at all.

"then invite him in, this noble among mortals. if he truly can be of assistance to me, then i shall also bestow upon him a glory no other mortal has ever had on earth."

seeing no objection from the divine king, the god of west wind also breathed a sigh of relief.

with time pressing, he didn’t know how much of what that mortal had said was true. let him try, and if he happens to be bewitched by the power of typhon, then he will be killed on the spot, and the search for another will begin anew.

...

in chaos world, time was swiftly passing, and beyond the void, under the boundless darkness, golden points of light shone ever more brightly.

however, at a certain moment, nyx suddenly looked back towards the way they came. she could feel that something that should have happened long ago was returning to its proper course there.

just as she had sensed before her departure, the fixed number of destiny began to divide. just like the ’oath’ eventually bestowed upon the styx river, the divine authority to peer into and weave destiny was also about to welcome its rightful owner.

"what is it?"

noticing nyx’s subtle movement, laine asked softly.

"nothing significant, just that another deity is about to be born. and furthermore, a deity that controls destiny."

shaking her head slightly, nyx looked no more.

this scene was something she had anticipated, and she harbored no thoughts of her dominion being encroached upon.

although typhon’s power had not succeeded in corrupting him, it had placed a tremendous mental burden on cadmos.

now that the task was completed, a strong sense of fatigue overwhelmed him. he immediately collapsed to the ground, falling unconscious, with only the sound of his treasured sword clanging against the ground.

"huff—"

"this feeling of weakness... i never want to experience it a second time."

the bone, once extracted, fell onto the divine king’s body, then writhed and coiled back into its rightful place.

typhon’s power was still there, but it could no longer confine zeus’s mighty force, which was above all other deities.

visibly, his body rejuvenated, blood returning to his pale face... zeus rose from the ground, and despite still being greatly injured, from the outside, it looked as if he had regained his former strength.

at this moment, inside the cave of mount corycian, there was no one else except for zeus and the unconscious prince of phoenicia.

to prevent zephyrus’s presence from being a stimulus during the extraction of the bone, he had moved a good distance away earlier.

now, gradually recovering, inside this cave where only one person was conscious, zeus could at last take a moment to reflect on his earlier thoughts. having regained his power, the divine king once again affirmed that he could not defeat typhon head on.

he needed additional help, and fate was his only choice.

"hmm... this isn’t a daughter i sired, but like athena, she sprang from my head."

in silent contemplation, or rather more contemplating how to manage the aftermath. for a divine king who shared a part of the power of "procreation," simply ensuring the birth of the fates wasn’t a difficult matter.

"right, exactly. now the question is—according to the revelation once given by the position of divine king, the fates need to be sired by two individuals."

"while i can find a loophole, she indeed needs a ’father’ in terms of destiny."

zeus’s face was rigid as he considered many options, but he ultimately dismissed each one.

he couldn’t allow a deity to take this role, because even though the parents of the fates were merely tools for their birth, they would indeed receive a small favor from fate for this action—like offering them a reasonable condition or something.

zeus did not want eternal deities to receive this benefit, so he could only choose a finite mortal.

mortals would die, and mortal fates were easier to manipulate. he could ’compensate’ them in another way for their fate, and when they died, it would all be over. with this in mind, the divine king once again began to sift through mortals, only to sadly realize that the outside world was now infested with typhon’s spawn.

if he did not want to reveal his secret actions, it would be best not to be too picky.

"so to say, is this also ’the guidance of fate’...?"

recalling the words of the god of west wind at the beginning, zeus’s eyes darkened, but he ultimately said nothing.

he simply gestured, extracting some bone, flesh, and sinew from the unconscious prince’s body.

these materials were eventually shaped into a humanoid form in his hands, but the most crucial component was still missing—then zeus, expressionless, gave himself a cut, successfully making this creation complete.

after all, to ensure that the one giving birth was indeed a true god, he needed to maintain as much as possible the nobility of the bloodlines on both sides of the fates’ parents—and it would be hard to find bloodlines more noble than the divine king’s in this world, especially now that there were two of them.

"..."

"this is all for world peace!"

muttering to himself, as if convincing himself, zeus started to employ the art of transformation upon himself.

soon enough, just like the once handsome divine king, what remained in place was a golden-haired, attractive goddess with a seductive figure.