《Mythical Epoch: Sovereign of Spirituality》 God of Spirituality "At first, God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was formless and empty, and darkness covered the deep waters. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the surface of the waters. Then God said, ''Let there be light,'' and there was light. And God saw that the light was good. Then he separated the light from the darkness. God called the light ''day'' and the darkness ''night.'' And evening passed and morning came, marking the first day." ¡ªGenesis "Another year has passed." Awakening from slumber upon the desolate expanse of the vast and empty earth, Lein gazed upon the familiar yet foreign land, seemingly untouched by the passage of time. Having spent many years in this world, Lein still couldn''t grow accustomed to its emptiness and desolation. Unlike the creation described in the Bible, Kaos had evolved from chaos, a reality Lein had witnessed firsthand. Thus, it hadn''t become complete within a mere seven days; instead, it remained barren and desolate to this day. But today was different because with Lein''s awakening, a new deity was about to be born. "The Twelve Titans, the day we''ve been waiting for has finally arrived..." Feeling the rhythm of the laws, the waves of the Source Sea, Lein looked up. On the distant horizon, a magnificent ribbon of colors danced across the sky, intensifying the vibrations of the laws. It was the herald of a new god''s birth. This wasn''t the first time. In the nascent world of Kaos, Lein had witnessed the birth of many gods, the last one being seven hundred years ago. Of course, in the newly formed heavens and earth, "years" was an inappropriate term. There were no days and months, let alone the concept of "years." But Lein liked to call it that, so Kaos had acquired a new term for measuring time: "years." It''s worth mentioning that the first term, "day," was coined by Lein after witnessing the birth of Nyx, the deity who ruled over the night, a trinity of ancient gods. Thus, Lein gained the authority of "time." However, authority wasn''t the same as power; it was merely the embryo of divine duty, which is why Lein remained merely the god of spirituality. "Chronos and Rhea, the true masters of time are about to be born." Letting out a long sigh, Lein leaned against the entrance of the excavated cave, gazing at the ever-shifting scenery between heaven and earth. Even with the perception of a deity, Lein couldn''t sense the source of everything across the boundless expanse of the earth. But Lein didn''t need to ''see'' because heaven and earth were merging together. "In every corner of the world, on the hills, beneath the vast seas, the breath of desire rises, and new life is gestating. For many years, in Lein''s observation, the newborn Kaos differed considerably from subsequent myths, but in the birth of deities, they seemed fundamentally the same. The origins of all things stem from the dark void, with the vast earth born alongside the primordial goddess. As the first sentient being in the world, Lein witnessed the birth of the primordial gods firsthand, and thus, Kaos welcomed its first batch of life. Later, under the influence of the world''s call, Gaia, the Earth Mother, conceived the sky, the seas, and the mountains. Uranus, Pontus, and Urea were subsequently born, bringing Kaos closer to becoming a complete world. Now, thirteen hundred years since Lein began to measure time in ''years,'' Gaia''s eldest son, Uranus, the Sky Father, is about to wed his progenitor, and the Twelve Titans are poised to enter this world. Of course, ''Titans'' didn''t exist at this time. They were great primordial deities, the supreme beings conceived by Gaia and Uranus, possessing immense power from birth. With their birth, the laws of the world would be perfected, and the throne of the divine king would be bestowed upon the lord of the sky through the manifestation of patriarchal authority. This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. Apart from Lein, it''s unclear whether Eros, who seemed to die instantly after birth, ever existed. He would be the first generation of divine kings. "But none of this concerns me." Shaking his head, Lein, with divinity shimmering in his eyes, observed the laws of the world pulsating and becoming whole. The desolate Kaos was becoming more vibrant with the birth of new gods. But the festivities were for them; Lein had nothing. As a weak traverser and the god of spirituality, his power didn''t even compare to a single hair on the lord of the sky''s head. Many years ago, when Lein arrived here at the birth of the world, they were very confused. Other traversers could reincarnate, possess bodies, or merge souls, but they at least had a body. However, when Lein arrived, Kaos had just opened up, and the primordial gods were still gestating, so there wasn''t even an object for them to possess. Fortunately, as the first entity in this world, Lein''s original soul transformed into the essence of spirituality and the faint divinity of time and space. With this, Lein fashioned the bodies of the gods, avoiding the fate of dispersing souls. The authority of the time sequence also depended heavily on this¡ª it wasn''t easy for anyone to create a new concept and gain authority. The existence of time and space divinity allowed Lein to cleverly establish the existence of ''years'' and ''days'' in the world, gaining the weakest authority of time. But authority wasn''t power; the latter was the essence of divine duty, while the former was only an extension of the domain. If Lein wanted to elevate authority to power and obtain the identity of the god of time sequence, they would have to follow those two paths. Either by directly implanting concepts into the world with great power, or by having enough gods recognize their identity as ''creator,'' and then gradually gaining this divine duty over a long period of time. Unfortunately, Lein couldn''t do either. They didn''t have the power to shake the world, nor the ability to gain recognition from the gods. So Lein could only wait silently, waiting for an opportune moment. For example, when this divine king was about to be born. A buzzing sound suddenly echoed, with no source yet seemingly everywhere. The sound was clear but not piercing; it was the restless agitation of anticipation. The next moment, endless light and boundless water appeared out of nowhere in the void. In the newborn world of Kaos, the earth stood in the center, surrounded by the sea from all sides. But at this moment, in the unreachable depths of the sea, on the earth, and in the sky, new water materialized out of thin air, gradually giving birth to streams. Okeanos, also known as Oceanus, the eldest brother of the Twelve Titans, the lord of the vast ocean and the encircling river, was finally born into the world of Kaos. At this moment, Lein could clearly feel that the power originally belonging to the primordial sea god, Pontus, had been divided in two, with one part directly colliding with the circumambient currents. That was the world cutting his power. Overall, the oceans and waters rose, but Pontus suffered severe damage. He still held the divine office of the ocean floor, the near seas, and saltwater, but the symbol of freshwater and ocean currents had been replaced by the newborn deities. In Lein''s perception, the once-powerful aura of the oceans weakened instantly. To be more precise, it had dropped from ''mighty god power'' to ''moderate god power. Chapter 2: The Day of the Gods Birth In the realm of Chaos, the deities of Khaos are classified into different tiers of strength. According to the laws of the world, these gods are roughly divided into four ranks. Gods like Lain, for example, epitomize typical weak divine power. Meanwhile, the primal sea god Pontos, born with a moderate divine power, later grew into a being of formidable divine strength. As for the primordial gods, they were initially beings of even greater stature before their conscious births, but afterwards, they were merely elevated by half a tier or so. Hum¡ª Once again, the hum of the laws resonated as Lain gazed upon the ocean, witnessing the ongoing phenomenon within the realm of Khaos. The condensation of moisture between heaven and earth resumed, causing a tremor in Pontos''s recently stabilized divine authority. The inherent divine authority of born gods cannot be stripped away postnatally, except by the world that nurtured them. Aside from the Spirituality derived from his own soul, the world itself can reclaim all power. However, apart from birthing new gods, the unconscious world rarely interferes with the deities. "Good thing I arrived early; if the five primordial gods had attained consciousness, my divine authority of Spirituality would probably have become a part of the world''s possessions." Shaking his head, Lain continued to watch this grand spectacle of the century unfold. The condensation of moisture persisted, and just like Pontos, Okeanos, the newly-born sea god, exhibited similar signs of change. At a certain moment, both gods simultaneously lost a portion of their authority, specifically the parts of their divine duties associated with pure Water. The laws of the world trembled, and all extant gods understood the implications within. Tethys, the primordial goddess of water, another Titan deity, was born! With the consecutive birth of two water-related deities, the balance of power in the world began to shift from the ocean to the sky. Lain could sense that the next Titan would be born there. "Pontos, he''s barely holding onto his moderate divine power." "But even so, he could still take me down with one hand." Lain sighed helplessly, shifting his gaze to the heavens. If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. The combat prowess of gods not only correlates with their divine power levels but also with their authority. For instance, gods like the fire and spring deities, despite having similar divine power levels, exhibit stark differences in combat ability. However, undoubtedly, even if Pontos''s authority didn''t excel in combat expertise, it still surpassed Spirituality by a wide margin. After all, pure Spirituality, much like physical strength, appears useful but is ultimately of little practical value. "Hum¡ª" After waiting for a while, seemingly to recover, the laws of the world once again became active. This time, the realm of Khaos directly birthed two more primordial gods, along with a completely new celestial body. After thousands of years, Lain once again beheld the sun in the sky. Gazing upwards, the new celestial body emitted light and warmth, causing the essence of the entire world to rise in an instant. Hyperion, the original sun! Theia, the mother of light, the goddess of vision! As the essence of the world ascended, even though Lain was just an insignificant god of Spirituality, his power increased in tandem. The special divine authority of Spirituality had its benefits: he wouldn''t be blamed when the world declined, but he could reap the benefits when the world grew stronger. If, according to Lain''s own classification, this wave increased his divine power level from 2 to 3. If he could ascend three more times, he would shed the identity of "weak divine power" and ascend to the realm of "moderate divine power." This classification wasn''t inherent to the world of Khaos but rather a hierarchy devised by Lain himself, which helped him gauge the divine power levels of other deities. Now, with the world''s overall ascent, Pontos, who had been teetering on the brink at divine power level 11, finally steadied himself. "Hum¡ª" Once again, the hum resounded. The laws of the world didn''t stagnate at the whims of individual gods; instead, the primordial sea churned once more. Very soon, with three consecutive tremors of the laws, the birth of three new gods was announced to the world. In an instant, storms arose on the earth, and the sky was adorned with several new lightless celestial bodies, manifestations of the divine authority of two gods. The third god followed the same path as her sister, diverting some light from her newly-born sister Theia and drawing some power from the sun. Koios, the god of celestial bodies! Kreios, the god of meteorology! Phoebe (Phoibe), the goddess of light! The emergence of these three new gods caused the world''s primal energy to rise once more, though not as dramatically as when the sun appeared. However, even though divine power hadn''t increased, Lain still felt a new power incubating within himself. This power had been present since the birth of the first Titan. With each additional deity, it became more tangible. Until now, it had finally become perceptible. "Excellent!" Seeing his expectations come to fruition, although this was the change he had long awaited, Lain couldn''t help but smile. Fortunately, this wasn''t the era of Zeus, the third-generation king of the gods. In this primitive age, there was still much he could accomplish. "At least I should make an effort; I don''t want to end. Chapter Three: The Summoning of the God King "This could be quite troublesome." Although he was the one responsible for it, Laen couldn''t help but feel a twinge of regret. While Iapetos was manageable, as he had no inkling of Laen''s innate soul divine prerogative, the situation with Mnemosyne was different. The divine prerogative of memory had been born but hadn''t been bestowed upon her; instead, it scattered across the world, awaiting absorption by Laen, the source of spirituality. If Mnemosyne were to discover his identity in the future, things might take a turn for the worse. Regardless, Laen didn''t regret his actions. After all, with his spiritual authority already so weak, relinquishing most of it would likely make him the laughingstock of the gods and the first to lose the ability to maintain his divine status. As for becoming a subordinate deity, that was out of the question. "But stirring up a potential enemy isn''t all bad." Feeling the memory prerogative already born but scattered throughout the world, Laen smiled faintly. While the memory prerogative wasn''t strong, it was sufficient to further enhance his spiritual authority. After all, the strength of divine prerogatives determined the upper limit of divine power. For instance, even if the water god were to increase his divine power, he could never attain a moderate level by relying solely on water. At this point, one either needed to acquire more powerful divine prerogatives or "expand" existing ones. Absorbing memory as a lower-level divine prerogative was a way to expand his capacity. It would deepen and broaden his original divine prerogatives, making the relevant concepts stronger. Of course, this absorption wasn''t easy; it required compatibility between the two divine prerogatives. Spirituality was suitable for this purpose, as it could connect with many divine prerogatives. Shaking his head, Laen pushed aside further thoughts. Although the memory divine prerogative currently had no owner, it would still take a long time for him to absorb it. After all, for the world, the source of spirituality was uncontrollable. Once memory was absorbed by spirituality, Kaos would lose control over memory. Thus, even though the world had no will, it would instinctively resist him, lengthening the time required for absorption tenfold. "Buzz..." Another buzz resounded, and although it seemed like Laen had contemplated for a long time, in reality, only a short while had passed. With the births of two gods, the gestation of new gods continued. The birth of so many powerful gods within a day could only have occurred during the inception of the world. Following the tremors of the laws, the two gods proclaimed their existence to the world. One exuded a sense of impartiality and rigor, akin to eternal laws, while the other symbolized irreversible passing, seemingly within reach yet untouchable. Themis, the goddess of justice and law! Rhea, the goddess of the passage of time! The weak temporal authority flickered with the births of the two gods but ultimately had no reaction. Authority was merely the embryo of prerogatives and hadn''t yet qualified for division. Sighing with relief, Laen felt the laws gradually settle, indicating that the births of the new gods were complete. But he knew that the most critical figure had yet to appear. A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. Complete time and space couldn''t exist without an owner, which the world wouldn''t allow. Instead, a being would inherit a portion of each and reign as the god. He was the youngest son of Ouranos and would eventually become the eldest. Under his rule, the first humans would be born on earth. After their passing, the second generation of humans would also come into being because of him. If not for his oppression of his offspring, Chronos would have been considered a qualified ruler. He didn''t treat his wife like Father Heaven did, nor did he flaunt his authority wantonly in the mortal realm. However, his divine affinity left much to be desired. While Zeus fought alongside his brothers, Chronos went against them. Clang... The chain of laws fell silent for a moment before a more intense clang erupted. Time and space across the entire world began to fluctuate but also seemed to be constructing new structures. Perhaps it was a fleeting moment, or perhaps it lasted a long time. Amidst the chaotic fluctuations of time and space, Laen couldn''t discern exactly how much time had passed. But at a certain moment, time and space suddenly found new rules suitable for them, and all changes came to a halt. Chronos, the King of Time and Space! The name of the new god resounded throughout the world, carried by the strings of space, spreading to every corner of Kaos. This prolonged divine birth finally reached its conclusion. The heavens became higher, the seas deeper, and the world more complete. The endlessly stretching earth expanded rapidly, soon beyond Laen''s ability to estimate its size. The birth of the twelve new gods wasn''t the source of the changes; they were merely catalysts for the release of the accumulated power of the world. But these changes were irrelevant to Laen at this moment. At this moment, all his focus was on sorting out the power within himself. Divine power level. The divine prerogative, Prophecy. After a long while, a slight smile crept onto his lips. When he sensed the anticipated divine prerogative, Laen couldn''t help but feel immensely joyful. But it was only a fleeting change in emotion. The god in white robes restrained his emotions and turned to look outside his dwelling cave. Though he sensed nothing there, Laen knew that the birth of the new gods had ended. As if anticipating this, he spoke, "Respected Mother Earth, what are your thoughts on this outcome?" In an instant, a young woman dressed in a green skirt appeared before him out of thin air. Her aura was vast and profound, yet there was a trace of unavoidable emptiness that paled her complexion. At this moment, Mother Earth wasn''t the old woman of later years; her body exuded youth and vitality, and her essence remained full. The act of consecutively giving birth to twelve gods had greatly depleted her energy, but she was still a primordial deity higher than even mighty divine power. "Your Highness Laen, I must apologize for my earlier offense." "As for our wager, I am willing to concede." With an apologetic smile, the young Mother Earth continued, "Your accurate prophecies have made me ashamed of my previous doubts. Even the King of the Gods is astonished by your ability to peer into fate." "It''s nothing," Laen accepted the ancient goddess''s apology with a smile and expressed his curiosity at the right moment, "So, esteemed Mother Earth, on the occasion of the birth of the new gods, what brings you here?" Facing Laen''s calm gaze, Gaia finally uttered the words he had long awaited, "I have come to invite you to Mount Othrys to attend the God King''s banquet." With a gentle smile, Gaia solemnly extended her invitation, "Your Highness Laen, today, on this special occasion, my eldest son, my husband, my king, the lord of the heavens, Ouranos, hopes that you will join him on the divine mountain to celebrate this important day." "If you would grace us with your presence, it would be the best gift we could receive." Although his expression was excited at the invitation of the God King, Laen''s heart was equally so. Only he knew how many years he had waited for this day. "You are too kind, Your Highness Gaia," Laen smiled and replied, "To witness the birth of the first King of the gods in Kaos, I am deeply honored." Chapter Four: The Banquet Walking alongside Mother Gaia, Laine headed towards a sacred mountain in the heart of the continent. The world now was different from before. With the sun, celestial bodies, and diverse weather, Khaos resembled a true world. Perhaps because he walked upon the ''essence'' of Gaia''s birth, Laine didn''t feel the distance. Guided by her, he could traverse mountains and seas with a single step. Though there were no "thousands of rivers" or "thousands of mountains" yet, with Uranus, the mountain deity, and Oceanus, the ocean deity, not yet born, the land still appeared desolate. After less than half a day, the mountain was soon in sight. "Laine, Your Highness." Despite Laine''s agreement to come, Gaia seemed burdened throughout the journey. It was only upon arriving at this recently birthed sacred site that she finally spoke. "This is where the future God-King will rule the world." Gaia gazed at the towering Mount Othrys, where her son Uranus would be born. "This is the highest mountain on Earth, closest to the sky." "My sovereign will deign to rule over all creatures of the Earth as the Lord of the Sky." "That''s truly a great undertaking." Laine expressed reverence, though his tone suggested prior knowledge. "As the world''s first God-King, only such a place can match the authority of the Heavenly Father." "Yes," Gaia frowned, but continued, "He will rule over all things in the world, forever." Clearly, at this time, Heavenly Father and Earth Mother were still deeply in love, with no signs of future conflicts. "Let''s go. Influenced by the birth of my twelve children, chaos reigns here with rampant divine power." "Please follow behind me to avoid any unpleasant encounters." Nodding slightly, Laine acquiesced gracefully, seemingly oblivious to Gaia''s subtle change in attitude. He followed behind Gaia, and the two began to ascend the sacred mountain. As the residence of Mother Earth, the mountain was not bare like the rocks outside, but rather, primitive vegetation had spread here. Along the way, Laine saw many strange flowers and fruits whose names he couldn''t call? These were the creations born under the domain of the Plant deity. Perhaps in a few years, with the help of the Weather deity, vegetation here would spread across the world, adding a touch of green to the barren land. But that was all in the future. Soon, guided by Gaia, Laine reached the summit of the sacred mountain. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. "We''re here." Mother Earth stopped, addressing Laine behind her. The summit of the sacred mountain was spacious and flat, with no traces of any man-made structures. Compared to the later myths of Mount Olympus, this place resembled a remote hilltop. However, Laine wasn''t surprised, as for the Lord of the Sky, the sky itself was his palace. As he stepped onto the peak of the sacred mountain, Laine observed the surroundings, while thirteen gods of various appearances also turned their gazes towards him. Although no one was using divine power, Laine still felt somewhat uncomfortable. There was no helping it; the primitive gods didn''t know how to restrain their aura, so being close to them was inherently oppressive. "Bowing before you, Your Majesty." Stopping to appraise, Laine bent slightly, showing respect to the male god in the center.
This wasn''t his first time seeing Uranus. Unlike the young man he saw last time, he now appeared as a tall, majestic middle-aged man. This was the result of the combined influence of paternal authority and the position of the God-King. The appearance of deities changes with authority and power, which is common knowledge among the gods.
Facing the unfamiliar deities'' audience, the twelve Titans were somewhat perplexed, as they sensed Laine''s weak divine power. They looked towards their father, awaiting his next move. Then they witnessed their majestic father extend his hands towards the approaching deity, sparing no courtesy in welcoming him. "I''m delighted that you''ve come, esteemed Prophet, God of Prophecy," Uranus''s voice resounded boldly and powerfully, matching well with his divine role. "Until today, I never thought you could truly see fate. Please forgive my previous misunderstanding." "Please take a seat, Prince Laine. You should sit with us." "It''s my honor." Facing the different gazes of the fourteen deities, Laine found a place to sit on the mountaintop. This was a celebration banquet, also commemorating Uranus becoming the God-King. When the twelve new gods were born, he was automatically crowned ruler of the world. As everyone gathered, fruits from the mountain were brought by Gaia to serve as the feast for the banquet. The God-King sat at the center, while others were seated on both sides, with only Mother Earth seated beside him. As the banquet commenced, apart from occasional conversations with Laine, Heavenly Father mostly spoke to his newly born children. He shared his thoughts with them, instructing them on how to respect him as their father and how to assist him in fulfilling his duties as the God-King. Perhaps influenced by paternal authority, his twelve children murmured in response to the God-King''s requests, merely replying with "Tastes good." Tasting an unknown purple fruit, Laine silently observed everything. He knew the purpose of his invitation and had his own thoughts about it. But before that, he just wanted to enjoy a couple more fruits. After all, the plants on the divine mountain were the ancestors of their kind, the first batch in the world of Khaos. These fruits also had a significant effect on the gods. At least for Kaien, they could help him reach the maximum allowed by his divine position more quickly. Time passed swiftly, but for the gods, they cared little for the passage of time. As the day and night transitioned for the third time, Uranus finally stopped his instruction. He turned to Laine, who was sitting beside him, the deity who prophesied the birth of his twelve offspring. Although he still didn''t quite understand how such weak divine power could glimpse into fate, since it was indeed the case, he didn''t mind asking him some questions, especially considering what he had heard from him at the foot of the mountain. Raising his cup, after three days had passed, Uranus spoke to Laine again. "Prince Laine." "Before this, at our first meeting, you prophesied the birth of my twelve children." "Fate is truly powerful," Heavenly Father exclaimed with a resounding voice, "Only wise gods like you can perceive its destined path." "The destiny is in the hands of Lady Night." Laine smiled as he raised his cup, clinking it with Uranus''s, then drank it all in one go. "This isn''t wine, just plant juice, but it''s still delicious under the effect of divine power." "So, respected Prince Laine, I have a question to ask you." Uranus didn''t care about Laine''s modesty; he seemed only curious about the power of prophecy. "I hope you can use the power of prophecy to tell me." "In Khaos, in the future of this world, am I the eternal God-King, ruling over the sky, earth, and ocean?" The banquet seemed to suddenly quiet down. The twelve Titans looked at Kaien with strange gazes, while Mother Earth''s eyes were full of... Faced with Uranus''s seemingly casual inquiry, Laine smiled faintly. Instead of rushing to answer, he set down his cup and began to explain the essence of all prophecies.
Chapter Five: "The Prophecy" "Your Majesty," the esteemed god-king, before the prophecy, I hope you understand one fact: prophecy has always been about observation, not creation." took another sip of the sweet nectar, and Lain explained solemnly: "I cannot change fate; I merely observe it, even just a part of it." "And observation is not without cost. When you know it, it knows you too." "What do you mean?" Faced with the unfamiliar realm, the god-king was somewhat puzzled. "''It knows me'' means what?" "Fate is originally uncertain. Although it has fixed trajectories, it is not necessarily immutable." "But if you attempt to observe it through prophecy, fate will become a predetermined outcome. You can only postpone its arrival, distort its meaning, but you cannot make it disappear entirely." "So, do you still want me to make this prophecy?" In the end, Lain asked the god-king in return. The preceding words were not fabricated by Lain; this was the information he received after obtaining the priesthood of [Prophecy]. When anyone tries to directly observe fate, whether or not they borrow the hands of other gods, they themselves become a part of fate. Just as a person cannot grab their own hair to lift themselves off the ground, so too no existence can defy the shackles of its own essence. Upon realizing this, Lain decided never to prophesy for himself. As for the "prophecies" made by certain gods in later generations, Lain actually preferred to call them curses of fate. On the other side, hearing Lain''s explanation, Uranus breathed a sigh of relief, but then hesitated again. The cost of prophecy was great, which made him less wary of Nyx, the mother of destiny, but he still wanted to know his own fate.
The First God-King. Thinking of how Lain addressed him from the foot of the mountain, Uranus remained resolute. "I believe in my own power," he said, meeting Lain''s gaze. At this moment, having just ascended to the position of god-king, his immense power multiplied his confidence. "Make the prophecy, Your Highness Lain. Regardless of the outcome, I promise you a reasonable condition in the name of the god-king." "I believe that with my current power, nothing is predetermined." As the first god-king, the symbol of paternal authority, Uranus, who already stood at the pinnacle of divine power, took another half step upward. Now, he stood on equal footing with the primordial gods, and even Gaia, who was not adept in combat, was no longer his match. This filled him with immense confidence. He believed that even if the prophecy''s outcome was not favorable, he could delay its arrival and distort its meaning, just as Lain had said. "Heh, the gods of Chaos, always so confident," Lain chuckled inwardly, knowing that things were unfolding as he had anticipated. Meeting the god-king''s gaze, Lain simply nodded, and in the next moment, his pitch-black eyes shimmered with a mysterious white light. Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! This was not a disguise to deceive with a false prophecy; Lain was genuinely probing Uranus''s future. However, the result was obvious: the priesthood obtained solely from one prophecy was very weak, even weaker than the power of spiritual priesthood by several magnitudes. In a void, Lain saw nothing. With his current power, he was far from seeing the god-king''s fate. But that didn''t stop him from making his first major prophecy. "One era," under the gaze of the gods, Lain spoke, "You will rule the world for one era. You and the Earth Mother will bear new offspring, but they will not be like us, with divine and perfect appearances. One day in the future, your eldest son will raise a blade against you, and your reign will be shaken." "Ridiculous!" Uranus hadn''t even reacted yet, but Erebus beside him couldn''t bear Lain''s words any longer.
Despite being only three days old, the eldest of the twelve Titans already possessed power close to that of a mid-tier deity. The raging power surged within him as he boldly pressed towards Lain, attempting to stop the foreign deity''s bold words. He succeeded in silencing Lain, but he also failed because the Father of the Gods spoke up. "Stop, my child." With a wave of his hand, Erebus''s divine power was easily quelled, and Uranus''s gaze turned towards him. "You should not lay hands on guests." The god-king''s tone betrayed no emotion, but everyone present felt his suspicion at this moment. "Father, I swear to the world, I will never challenge your position as god-king." Seeing his father speak, the Lord of the Ocean knelt down, expressing loyalty to his father. But Uranus remained noncommittal. Indeed, oaths had constraints on deities, but they were not necessarily fatal. Even now, when the authority of oaths had not been delegated to the world, violating an oath would at most lead to a decline in divine power and turmoil in divine duties. But if one could ascend to the position of god-king, everything could be salvaged. "Respected Prophet, is this the entirety of the prophecy?" The Father of the Gods ignored his son and continued to inquire of the interrupted Lain. If this was all, then this prophecy was just that. He would divide his eldest son into three parts, casting them into Tartarus, the abyss of darkness, and the depths of the earth, ensuring he could never oppose him for eternity. "No," but Lain''s response evidently did not meet his satisfaction. In the furious gaze of the Lord of the Ocean, Lain smiled and said to the god-king, "Lord Erebus will never be the true wielder of the blade, Your Majesty." "The prophecy indicates that the one who will overthrow your throne will receive assistance from another of your kin." "All things that have a beginning, have an end." "And the son wielding the blade certainly isn''t your eldest child." As soon as the words fell, the gazes of the remaining eleven Titans in the hall changed, leaving only the Lord of the Ocean relieved. Although in the complete prophecy, he also had the potential to be an accomplice, Erebus was certainly not the primary offender. When everyone is guilty, it''s as if no one is guilty, and he was very clear on that. Unless his father wanted someone sitting alone on the throne, he wouldn''t be punished. There was silence in the hall for a moment, until finally, it was Mother Earth who broke the calm. Her gentle face was filled with concern, and at this moment, Gaia was not the calculating mother of the gods. She looked at Lain, who had just made the prophecy, and asked in a serious tone, "Respected Lord Lain, wise Prophet, I wonder if you could give us more clues?" "Because of your prophecy, suspicion will fill the relationship between father and child, and the newborn divine court will be difficult to keep peaceful. I imagine you wouldn''t want to see that scene either." But faced with Gaia''s implicitly threatening request, Lain calmly shook his head. "I''m truly sorry, respected Mother Earth." "It''s not that I don''t want to provide an interpretation, but in this regard, the prophet himself is not as wise as the listener." "After all, I am just an observer, a transmitter; the essence of fate is still far from me." In the end, Lain gave Gaia an irrefutable answer. "If you still have doubts about this, you can go to the realm of the night." "I believe that in the domain of fate, Lady Nyx''s third aspect, the destined Lord Ananke, will have a more detailed interpretation." "As her elder sister, you surely won''t return empty-handed."
Chapter Six: The God of Dates and Chronology The once lively banquet seemed to have come to an end as soon as Ryan made his prophecy, leaving only the occasional sound of eating at the peak of the divine mountain. Gaia worried about the future of her children, while Uranus surveyed the gods before him, occasionally glancing at the vast sea far in the distance. His brother, Pontus, the primal sea god born solely by Gaia, was there. There was no doubt that Ryan''s prophecy about "another relative''s aid" had made him suspicious of his own brother. Whether Ryan was deceiving him was out of the question. During the last prophecy, Uranus indeed felt no response from fate, which was why he had mocked Ryan, who claimed to be the "god of prophecy." But this time, he felt the unmistakable breath of destiny, a power that all the gods conceived by Chaos would find extremely difficult to resist. Ryan acknowledged his feeling of correctness. Last time, he was indeed speaking empty words, and fate paid no attention to him as the spiritual god. But this time was different. Although, through his divine office, Ryan saw nothing, when he made a correct prophecy in the name of the prophecy god, even if it wasn''t what he saw through his divine office, fate would still respond. There was another benefit: his true identity as a primordial spiritual god had been successfully concealed. Since their first meeting, he had claimed to be the god who governed prophecy, and now it had been proven. As long as he didn''t voluntarily expose himself, the threat from Mnemosyne could be temporarily overlooked. Ryan''s prophecy concluded, perhaps to mask his own motives, the god-king''s banquet continued. Two days later, in an awkward atmosphere, Uranus finally remembered the promise he had made. "Lord Ryan," the heavenly father stood up and solemnly addressed Ryan, "Just now, before you made your prophecy, I promised to fulfill a reasonable request of yours." "As the king of the gods, this is my first promise made, and now it''s time to fulfill it." "Once again, thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty." Ryan also stood up, expressing his gratitude to the god-king. "This is what you deserve," the god-king said. "Please state your request, in the name of the god-king, it shall be granted." "Then I shall be blunt." Ryan felt no embarrassment; such emotions were absent among the gods of this era. He had already prepared for this before setting foot on the divine mountain. Until the end of Uranus''s era, this should be one of his two greatest accomplishments. "As great as you are, you should know that long ago, I observed that there were no tools to measure time in the world, so I created ''years'' and ''days'' to record it." Facing Ryan''s narrative, Uranus nodded. These two concepts indeed existed, and he could perceive them from the laws of the world. Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. However, they were shallow and had not been fully acknowledged by time. "Today, I witnessed the birth of twelve new gods and the ascension of the god-king. I believe it is appropriate to establish a standard to record the years of your reign." With an unchanged smile, Ryan gently raised his right hand, and an illusionary sphere of silver-white light appeared there. The sphere changed constantly, sometimes whole, sometimes fragmented. Extremely subtle forces of chronology spread over it; it was an intangible illusion.
"This is an illusionary luminous body," Ryan said, "I hope it can hang in the sky, opposite the rising sun every day." "I call it the moon, and one rotation of the sun and moon constitutes a day." "There are four primal gods existing in the world, twelve newly born gods, and the supreme God-King, so one complete cycle of the moon, from full to new, constitutes a month. Three months make a season, and four seasons make a year." "This is not only my personal plan for chronology," Ryan smiled at every deity present, "but also my gift to the God-King." Uranus was somewhat moved; he was indeed touched by Ryan''s idea. Using such a method to record time subtly expressed his supreme authority, even proving him greater than the primal gods. There couldn''t have been a better way. "And what about you, Lord Ryan?" Uranus finally remembered the prophet in front of him; he hadn''t designated his own time yet. "My children and I, along with the primal gods, all have our own share, and you should have yours too." "Then let''s add one day." Ryan seemed casual, seemingly indifferent to whether he had his own share or not. "On the second month every four years, add one extra day at the end of the month for me. That will be my day." "...That sounds good." After thinking for a moment, Uranus didn''t really know where to add more, so he simply agreed to Ryan''s request. He reached out and took the light sphere from Ryan''s palm. Of course, it was now called the ''moon''. The next moment, with his divine power, the God-King lifted it up into the sky. The moon enlarged and emitted enough light to illuminate every corner of Chaos. Standing on the divine mountain, Uranus exercised the authority of the God-King for the first time. Supreme power gathered around him, and the laws of the world became clear before him. "In accordance with the request of the prophet, the god of prophecy, Cain, I declare to the world in the name of the God-King." "The chaotic and unstable sequence of ''days'' will become a thing of the past, imprisoned at the center of the ''moon''." "''Years'', ''months'', and ''days'' will become the symbols of the new order, existing alongside time, enduring with the world." With these words, the world changed accordingly. Under the authority of the God-King, the new order of time was deeply engraved into the depths of Chaos. Ryan instantly felt the power of time becoming complete, completing its transformation into authority, becoming a true divine office. Meanwhile, the divine offices of ''years'', ''months'', ''days'', and ''seasons'' went to their respective owners, but none of them accepted. Because having a subordinate divine office meant being inferior in some aspects, which the powerful gods were not willing to accept. In the end, these divine offices merged into the nascent order of time, making it more complete. Ryan could feel that at this moment, ''Chronology'' appeared stronger than ''Spirituality''. And with time passing, it would only grow stronger before gradually stabilizing. The divine office of the ''moon'' also appeared, but it seemed incomplete. Ryan knew that this was because the real moon was already being conceived, and this false ''moon'' had no substance; it was just a temporary substitute. "But that''s enough for now; I don''t want the real thing yet." With a slight laugh in his heart, Ryan bowed slightly, thanking the God-King once again for his gift. "This is what you deserve," the God-King said, "Let''s end the banquet here. Gaia, please help me escort our distinguished guests back." "Of course, Your Majesty." Gaia responded with a gentle voice, turning to gesture towards Ryan. "Then thank you, Lord Gaia." Without Gaia''s help, it would indeed be difficult for him to leave here, so Ryan readily accepted. With the gaze of the other gods behind him, Ryan followed behind Gaia, leaving the divine mountain that had brought him such bountiful harvests. Chapter Seven: Promise Just as on the journey here, the vast earth and mountains flashed beneath his feet. In just half a day, Lein had traversed a third of the continent. Beside the cave where he had set out, Lein received three stone tablets from Gaia. "These are the items of our agreement," Earth Mother handed the stone tablets symbolizing destiny to Lein, witnesses of their bet from their first meeting. At that time, the Heavenly Father and Earth Mother had never encountered such a weak god, so they decided to test Lein. Inquiring about Lein''s divine role and receiving the answer of the prophecy, Uranus didn''t take it seriously, and Gaia also believed that with such weak divine power, Lein wouldn''t be able to predict anything. So at that moment, Lein had a sudden inspiration and declared on the spot the birth of the twelve Titans, making a bet with Gaia. If he could predict the primordial gods with such weak power, then these three stone tablets, born with the world, should rightfully belong to him. The result was obvious, so Lein accepted his winnings. "Your prophecy was correct," Earth Mother admitted her mistake again, "the tablets shall belong to you." "Your integrity is the true virtue." With a slight bow, Lein accepted the stone tablets. It must be said that the gods of this era were nothing like those in later times. If it were Gaia in the era of Zeus, she wouldn''t have easily handed over divine artifacts like this. After a little more conversation, they bid each other farewell. As she was leaving, Gaia hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Your Majesty Lein, as the Earth Mother, as a goddess, I shouldn''t ask this question." "But I still want to know, is the war between child and father truly inevitable?" Gaia was somewhat saddened, she didn''t even know which side she should stand on. "That''s for you to decide." Lein didn''t directly answer the question, he only made a promise at the end. "If one day you can''t bear it anymore and intend to make the final decision, you can come find me again." "By then, I''ll try to think of a solution for you, as a repayment for your virtue of keeping promises." "I will, thank you again." Earth Mother thanked him gently, although she didn''t know who her ''unbearable'' object was. Maybe it was her child, maybe it was her husband. Regarding this, she planned to ask her sisters for advice. Although as one of the three phases of Nyx, the fateful Ananke never intervened in destiny, completely unlike her sister Nemesis, she still hoped to receive some hints. Lost in thought, Earth Mother hurriedly departed, returning in the direction of the divine mountain. She needed to think carefully about where the future should lead. Lein closed his eyes slightly, immersing himself in the world within. After Earth Mother left, he returned to the cave he had dug out himself. The matter was mostly settled, all that was left was waiting, now he needed to sort out the path ahead. Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings. Within the divine flesh and blood of his body, the sequences, spirituality, prophecies, and the power of the moon coexisted simultaneously, yet distinctly separated. But except for the source of spirituality being completely under his control, the rest were just the divine roles bestowed by Chaos. Even if he hadn''t arrived early enough, older than even the five primordial gods, even spirituality wouldn''t fully belong to him. His otherworldly soul would only be devoured by worlds already governed by the law of "soul", returning him to a "spirituality" divine role equal to other gods, then losing power after the birth of the true god of souls, with the best result being just becoming a subordinate god. This was the difference between a native son and an outsider, so if there was a chance to use spirituality to devour the power of Chaos, Lein would never hesitate. "Sooner or later, I''ll feed you all to spirituality." Glancing at the other three major divine roles, Lein calculated silently in his mind. As expected, before the birth of the relevant gods, the source of spirituality had already devoured them. Once something entered his belly, no one could take it back. Besides spirituality, the remaining three divine roles seemed the weakest. If categorized by level, it could barely support a weak divine power at level 1. As time passed, the power of the moon would be strengthened, but it wouldn''t rise significantly. After all, it was just a shell, with the concept of time encompassed by sequences, and it wasn''t a tangible celestial body. If not for its opposition to the sun, it wouldn''t even qualify as a divine role. "Before the birth of the true moon, I need to find it a new home." "Spiritual moon and the true moon may not necessarily be the same thing." Lein contemplated silently, glancing at the illusory moon in the sky. By then, it would lose its function too, becoming part of spirituality, breaking free from Chaos''s control, Lein had some other thoughts. With the moon''s arrangements settled, next came the prophecies. In the original trajectory, there were quite a few gods of Chaos with prophecy abilities. But aside from the part of prophecy that resembled more of a curse, only Prometheus and Apollo could be considered half-gods of prophecy. With the prophecy stone tablets now in Lein''s hands, these few likely wouldn''t have the chance anymore. So in the short term, he didn''t need to worry about the prophecy divine role being divided by the world due to the birth of new gods. "This divine role can exist for a while longer, even if merged divine roles can still be strengthened, but without prophecy as a cover, it''s inevitable that my identity as the god of spirituality will be exposed."
"But it still depends on the situation. If Uranus is dethroned as I''ve anticipated, then I won''t need to worry." "Only spirituality, the divine role that coexists with myself, is my true reliance in this world." With a casual arrangement for the prophecy divine role, which probably had a strength level around level 5 of divinity, Lein shifted his focus to the aspect of sequences. In the future, he would probably make several major prophecies, so he continued to use this divine role as a front. "Divine level 9, and still rising." "If I can perfect the four seasons, create a ''calendar'', perhaps the divine role of sequences would reach level 15, and I wouldn''t be surprised." "But let''s forget about the four seasons. The calendar can merge with spirituality, after all, it has no tangible form, but the four seasons are part of material change." "Unable to merge as one, even if I create it in advance, when the true three Fates of sequences are born, they will just change ownership." It had to be said that compared to spirituality, which was only at divine level 6, sequences were actually the strongest divine role for Lein. But no matter how strong this divine role was, its ultimate fate would not change, and Lein wouldn''t touch the part involving reality. Otherwise, no matter how well the development is now, when the twelve Olympian gods take their places, the symbolism of the twelve months will be directly skipped over. Once the three Fates of sequences are born, the divine role''s power will be directly halved. The world of Chaos is absurd in this regard. Pontus, Erebus, and even Earth Mother Gaia, they were all originally powerful primordial gods, but because of the birth of new gods, their divine roles kept dispersing, resulting in a significant drop in strength. So Lein decisively decided to merge them all with spirituality. As for what would happen to the divine roles of the twelve Olympian gods when the time comes, that''s none of his concern. Prometheus and Mnemosyne are still alive and kicking, even the two elder Titans have no objections, and you Olympian gods dare to mess with them? Taking the crucial first step, Lein was confident about the future. When Zeus ascends, as long as he becomes a powerful god, the other side wouldn''t rashly oppose him. Zeus is the god-king who knows best how to rely on ''the power of the masses''.
Chapter Eight: The Titan Gods Lein observed the divine role of sequences within him for a while before withdrawing his focus. "There still isn''t any connection between spirituality and sequences, there''s no bridge for them to merge." "It still falls on it," he muttered, glancing at the illusory moon in the sky with a deep gaze. "For now, accumulating divine power is crucial." "Now that I have powerful divine roles, the accumulation of my divine power can also accelerate." In this era, there was no belief system yet, and the gods were still growing their divine power in primitive ways. Lein lay on the ground, merging with the divine roles within him, entering a state that seemed like sleep but wasn''t. The so-called ''divine level xx'' of divine roles was just their upper limit of support, not the strength Lein already possessed. Right now, he was just a small fry with a divine power level of less than 5, needing a long time to gradually reach the limit allowed by the divine roles. In later times, the Olympian gods used ''belief'' as an accelerator to quickly reach this step, even shaping new divine roles relying on belief. But the current gods didn''t have this kind of "plug-in." Including the twelve Titans, the new gods needed time to grow their divine power until they reached their own limits. At the center of the world of Chaos, the birthplace of Uranus, atop the peak of Mount Olympus. As Lein and Gaia left, this place fell into an eerie calm. Prophecies flowed through his mind as Uranus calmly watched over his children, but the aura around him kept rising. He hadn''t decided what to do yet, but that didn''t stop him from exerting some pressure on them. "Father... Father." Seemingly unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, Chronos, Uranus''s youngest son, stepped forward. He looked up at his father, contrasting sharply with his imposing and majestic figure. "I am your youngest child, father," Chronos seemed on the verge of tears. "I will never be the one in the prophecy, and I swear to the world, I will never be the traitor who aids rebellion." As soon as the words left his mouth, the world responded to his oath. If Chronos were to become an accomplice to the wielder of the blade in the future, the world would punish him by stripping away a significant portion of his divine power and reclaiming some of the authority bestowed upon him. Listening to his youngest son''s oath, Uranus felt some of the pressure around him ease. In the eyes of the god-king, he truly didn''t believe this youngest son would be the one foretold in the prophecy. Though he still didn''t quite understand what "the eldest but not the oldest" meant, it certainly shouldn''t be the youngest. If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. The position of the eldest son would never fall to him. "Shouldn''t gods be immortal?" Uranus pondered silently. At least so far, he hadn''t found anything capable of truly killing a god. Even he himself, the supreme being, blessed with the divine kingship and nearing the pinnacle of great godly power, couldn''t erase the immortal essence of even the weakest deity. That was the nature of Chaos. Gods were eternal, unkillable. They could be imprisoned or confined, but they would never truly die. "Father," Uranus immersed in thought, his aura unconsciously fluctuating. Seeing this, the remaining gods seemed to think they understood their father''s intentions and began swearing vows one after another: "We swear to the world that we will never become the rebellious one wielding a blade, nor will we ever aid such a traitor." The world''s response echoed instantly, and Uranus couldn''t help but snap out of his reverie. He looked at his children kneeling before him and couldn''t help but let out a cold laugh. Merely his departure left them groveling like this. Were these truly the children of the king of gods? "Are these weaklings capable of overthrowing me? Ridiculous! It seems the subsequent children foretold in the prophecy are the true players." He made this silent judgment, but the cowardice of his children still infuriated the god-king. It was a complex psychology. He wished for them to have courage, yet he didn''t want them to truly possess it. His complicated emotions left him somewhat angry. He kicked the nearest god, Coeus, and then used his divine power to send the children tumbling to the ground. Looking at his still unresisting offspring, he invoked the authority of the god-king and proclaimed loudly: "Enough! As the eternal god-king, no one can overthrow me. Since the rebel wields a blade, I hereby announce that from this moment on, any weapon born into this world will be sensed by me. In the name of the king of gods, the forger is guilty. They shall be imprisoned in the depths of Tartarus, never to emerge." The world responded to the god-king''s unjust demands, but it seemed that the god-king''s authority had also been slightly diminished. The ruler of the sky paid it no mind, for as long as he remained the god-king, this power would eventually be restored over time. With the proclamation to the world concluded, the god-king turned his gaze back to his children. Having such incapable offspring was simply his shame. "Oh, my children, my offspring, as a father, I am truly ''proud'' of you," Uranus jeered at them. Suddenly, he had an idea. "In recognition of your loyal oaths," he looked at them, devoid of any hint of "reward," "the esteemed God-King will bestow upon you the title of Titans." "From this day forth, you shall be known as the Titan God Clan." As the words of the God-King fell, the world responded in kind. At the same time, his children instantly understood his meaning. In the ancient language of that time, ''Titans'' translated to the anxious ones, the timid ones, the ones to receive retribution. The Twelve Titans meant they were the twelve trembling and timid ones due to their disobedience to the father god. As noble members of the godly race, such an insult was intolerable. But within their own senses, the towering power of the father god made them unable to summon the courage to resist. In the end, under the gaze of Uranus, which was either hopeful or menacing, no one dared to stand up against him. "Hmph, be gone!" After waiting for a moment, the God-King ultimately snorted coldly and drove away his children. Even he himself didn''t know if he would feel pleased or angry if someone had spoken against him just now, and whether he would have cast them into the abyss. He was starting to regret listening to that prophecy. Perhaps the words of the god of prophecy were right; ignorance of fate might have been better. Shaking his head, his gaze shifted down from the mountain, and Uranus began to anticipate the return of Gaia. Although previously he speculated that the subsequent children were the threat to his throne, he did not entertain the idea of ceasing to have offspring. As a symbol of patriarchal authority, the embodiment of masculinity, the ruler of the sky, he couldn''t suppress his strong desire. Moreover, bearing offspring and expanding the size of the divine race was his duty as the God-King. "And they are still very weak," Uranus thought. Within the next millennium, they wouldn''t pose a threat to him until their divine powers accumulated. As for the future, the God-King believed that under his supreme power, there would always be a solution. Chapter 9: The Cyclops
The Divine King drove away his own children, compelling them to fulfill their divine duties. In the chaotic primordial world of Chaos, time was always the least valuable thing. However, unlike the "Time Immemorial" of the East, since the advent of sequence and the division of years, months, and days, the passage of time has been recorded. In the blink of an eye, fifteen hundred years have passed since Lian made his prophecy on the divine mountain. On this day, once again, fierce arguments erupted on the divine mountain. This was not the first time. Ever since the birth of the three strange children of Uranus, every now and then, there would be such disputes between the Heavenly Father and the Earth Mother. "Uranus, they are your children too!" Gaia''s voice rang out, but amidst the gentleness, there was a tinge of weakness and sadness. Countless times she had tried to persuade the Divine King to accept those three offspring, even if only to guard his gate, but Uranus repeatedly refused her. "Children? No, they are not. They are nothing but bastards born of accident." The echo was icy, and the Divine King was weary of such arguments. "Enough!" Fifteen hundred years have passed, and the divine mountain has grown taller. The King of the Gods stood in the place closest to the ''heavens'' in this world, coldly interrupting Gaia''s plea. Before him, three monstrous creatures with single eyes glared angrily. Although the divine power of the king pressed them to the ground, they seemed to know no fear, still glaring at Uranus with their single eyes full of anger. "Look, Gaia. Such twisted lives, yet they dare to face my wrath." After scrutinizing the three giants on the ground again, Uranus seemed to have determined something. "The eldest, but not the oldest. Heh, the leader among monsters, isn''t that also the eldest?" "You are mad, Uranus!"
She didn''t understand, thinking that they were not afraid simply because they lacked intelligence. How could Uranus think that they could become the Divine King? No divine king would be anything less than divine. "Am I mad? Heh, perhaps, but you should stop your foolish pleading as well." Gaia''s words finally completely enraged the Divine King. With a disdainful glance at his once beloved wife, he pushed her aside. Standing at the peak of the divine mountain, Uranus once again wielded the authority of the Divine King to pass judgment on the giants. "I have tolerated you for far too long, perhaps a hundred years, perhaps two hundred." Uranus examined the three giants before him, but still could not see fear in their eyes. "But there is a limit to tolerance, you filthy, ugly, disgraceful lives that taint my bloodline, I am done with your existence!" "Cyclopes? Laughable title. I will no longer forgive you for Gaia''s sake, but send you where you belong." "You wretched garbage, the bottomless abyss is your destination. I declare in the name of the King of the Gods that you are guilty for your inherently base nature. Your sentence is eternal!" The resounding voice echoed from the heavens. In a cave, Lian raised his head slightly. The sky outside dimmed, and the sun tried to conceal its radiance. This was the wrath of the ruler of the skies. Although Uranus was no longer the sky itself after my birth, he still wielded absolute influence. "You''ve strayed a bit far." Simple vision was not enough for Lian to see the divine mountain, so he resorted to another method, using the celestial body, the Moon, to observe for himself. If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. After fifteen hundred years of operation, this artificial celestial body had finally become somewhat complete. Its representation of the Moon deity had also gradually risen to the level of divinity tier 3.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Through the perspective of the Moon, Lian could vaguely see three streaks of light flying out from the divine mountain at the center of the earth, and then falling to the west of the earth, directly piercing through the thick layers of the earth. Through the pitch-black cave, Lian could feel an immensely chaotic aura emanating. It was the Abyss, the bottom of the world, the husk of the primordial god Tartaros. Unlike the other three primordial gods, Tartaros seemed to have forsaken awakening to self, instead maintaining this chaotic and disorderly state. Thus, he was the only existence that did not fall in power due to personification, remaining a great god of the divine power level. "The Cyclopes..." Lian muttered the names of the three streaks of light softly, not feeling surprised. Unlike the Titans, the Cyclopes were more akin to monsters possessing immense power. When they were born, there were no corresponding disturbances in the laws, and there were even no traces of them outside the divine mountain. Uranus naturally refused to acknowledge their existence. Even the future second Divine King did not acknowledge his "brothers." Zeus later rescued them, but only treated them as craftsmen and jailers. Although the Divine King tolerated them for two hundred years because of the Earth Mother''s existence, the Heavenly Father was never a tolerant god, and in the end, he could not resist casting them into the abyss. Boom! Another roar echoed, and this time Lian didn''t need the Moon to see it, because the heavens and the earth connected once again. It seemed that Gaia''s pleading had enraged Uranus. He made the heavens and the earth tightly adhere, just as it was before the birth of the Twelve Titans. The sun panicked and hid, the elements retreated from the earth into the ocean, and a vast amount of vegetation was destroyed, returning the once verdant earth to desolation. The Divine King unleashed his primitive desires furiously to vent his dissatisfaction. Lian hid in a cave, quietly watching this scene. The Divine King ruled the world for fifteen hundred years, and his twelve sons diligently performed their divine duties under oppression, but Uranus still did not like them. He often shattered celestial bodies, watching the cries of pain from Chaos with cold laughter. Occasionally, he would pluck the sun and throw it into the ocean, watching his children and brothers suffer from the conflicts of their powers. This was his rare entertainment. There were no melodies, no fine wines, and not even any creatures on the earth. Besides the other primordial gods, Uranus could only vent his excess energy on his children. As for Lian, he never had much presence, and his prophecies seemed to make the Divine King somewhat wary. So while Uranus couldn''t ignore his existence, he still didn''t trouble Lian. "I wonder how much longer." "Five hundred years, or perhaps a thousand. The era of the Heavenly Father is indeed boring, whereas the reign of Cronus is more interesting." Glancing at the Moon in the sky again, Lian no longer focused his energy on the outside world. The scattered and ownerless memories had been mostly integrated, and as a result, the spiritual divine position had risen a level. It could be foreseen that when the memories were fully accommodated, the spiritual divine position would rise again. Aside from divine positions, in terms of divine power growth, unlike the spiritual divine position, which currently provides scarce divine power, the temporal divine position provided Lian with a large amount of divine power every second. Although the maximum limit of divine positions was the same, it did not mean that the speed of providing divine power was the same. Just as powerful as Light, the Sun accumulated divine power at a faster rate than Light. Although the temporal divine position was not easy to increase divine power, compared to the spiritual divine position, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, it appeared superior. After fifteen hundred years, he had already reached the peak of Weak Divine Power. It was expected that he would be able to break through this lowest level of divine power before the birth of the Hundred-Handed Giants. The commotion outside continued, and Lian once again entered a deep slumber. Divine positions were limits, and divine power was what he currently possessed. Before advancing further, he would not leave here.
Chapter Ten: Visit of the Earth Mother Five hundred years had swiftly passed since the last wrath of the Sky Father. Just as Ryan had foreseen, a hundred years after the Cyclopes were imprisoned in the abyss, with the birth of the three Hecatoncheires, the King of the Gods erupted in fury once again. With fifty heads and a hundred arms each, born with boundless strength, they were named Briareos, Cottus, and Gyges. Though lacking divine offices, the Hecatoncheires still possessed the essence of immortality. Their innate power, when combined, could even overcome Titans of moderate divine power. Yet, regardless of their abilities and how much the Earth Mother spoke on their behalf, the great King of the Gods could not tolerate their existence. Only fifty years had passed this time, and Ryan, having just attained minor divine power, was once again awakened. Through the perspective of the Moon, the traces of the three Hecatoncheires descending into the abyss were clearly visible. The consecutive sacrifices of six offspring into the abyss shook even the twelve Titans with dread. Though they were not particularly fond of their grotesque siblings, the loss still evoked a sense of mourning. The drama unfolding on Mount Olympus held little relevance to Ryan. At this moment, having reached level seven divine power, he sat silently on a rock, awaiting visitors. Prophecy still held some utility. Though he had never truly relied on it for successful predictions, it still provided hints from fate in certain matters. Like today, when Ryan''s expression shifted upon seeing the green-robed goddess appearing before him. The Earth Mother wore a black veil on her head, her expression solemn yet tinged with sadness. "It has been many years since we last met, respected Earth Mother," Ryan spoke, guessing her purpose. "I had intended to greet you, but seeing your condition, I refrained from such an offense." Unlike the youthful and vibrant goddess from a millennium ago, Gaia appeared much older now, a middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties at a glance. The once immaculate skin now appeared dull, with faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Despite the vast difference in divine power between them, Ryan could still sense the profound emptiness and decay reflected in Gaia''s clear and gentle eyes. The Earth Mother, once the most abundant source of primordial power, now seemed to have regressed among the primal gods, struggling even to maintain her lofty divine stature. This was unprecedented; while the primordial gods lost power due to personification, their divine stature remained unshaken. Yet Gaia''s current condition indicated that the very essence of the earth had suffered grievous harm. "I wonder, Earth Mother, what brings you here today?" Ryan asked, seemingly assessing her for a long moment, though it was but a fleeting glance. Despite having already guessed Gaia''s purpose, Ryan posed the question nonetheless. The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. "Respected Seer, as you previously mentioned, I have reached my limit," Gaia replied, ignoring Ryan''s feigned ignorance and getting straight to the point. "It has been two thousand years... It started off well enough, despite his severity towards the children, he hadn''t done anything overly egregious." "He demanded much from me, but I cannot blame him. As a symbol of the Sky Father and masculinity, it''s the influence of divine authority upon him. I accept and understand, without harboring resentment." "But things changed later," Gaia turned her gaze towards the earth, as if staring at the children imprisoned in Tartarus, "Everything changed with the birth of the Cyclopes." "He became increasingly erratic and tyrannical, losing his rationality to madness. He even believed that children without divine offices could threaten his position. He abused the authority of the King of Gods, casting them into the abyss." "And now, he has set his sights on my offspring, born with innate divinity." Gaia''s gaze returned from the earth, fixing directly upon Ryan. Though not known for her martial prowess, Gaia''s gaze still exerted considerable pressure on Ryan. He knew that despite not actively seeking any of this, Gaia harbored some dissatisfaction towards him, this prophet. But whether out of fear of destiny or perhaps a thirst for solutions, both Uranus and Gaia had always adhered to decorum in his presence, treating him with respect. Yet Ryan understood that their adherence to decorum was merely what they desired, not necessarily what was required. "So, does the King of Gods feel threatened?" Ryan smiled, meeting Gaia''s gaze. "Yes, the growing children unsettle him. Phoebe, Kronos, Oceanus, and Tethys, these children have already become powerful deities. Though they may not yet match their father, it''s enough to cause him trouble." "Even my other offspring, besides the unfortunate Iapetus and Mnemosyne, born with only the power of speech. With the abilities of Writing and Language, they are too weak. Their siblings have all become deities of moderate power." As the conversation unfolded, Gaia''s expression also appeared somewhat sorrowful. Seeing her children possess such powerful abilities should have brought her joy, but Uranus''s increasingly dangerous gaze told her that if she didn''t do something soon, they might follow in the footsteps of the Giants. "I understand," Ryan nodded. "You hope I can resolve this issue and help them set aside their grievances, is that correct?" "If it could be done, that would be ideal," the Earth Mother replied. "But that''s impossible," Ryan shook his head calmly. "Respected Earth Mother, I am merely the god of prophecy, not the god of fate. The moment the King of Gods commands me to make a prophecy, his own fate becomes enveloped by it." "Enveloped by the prophecy of the King of Gods'' fate, even the destined Lord Ananke might be powerless," Gaia faltered in her speech. For the past two thousand years, she had visited her sister more than once, the Lady of Night who perpetually enjoyed the silence alongside the dark ruler, Erebus. But as Ryan had said, the power of prophecy and curse was closely tied to its initiator. When the King of Gods himself demanded to know his own fate, that fate became something no one could stop. Perhaps the world itself could, but the world had no will of its own. That''s why the King of Gods, who had also visited Lady Night, believed so fervently in prophecy, knowing it was unchangeable. "What about a different approach then?" After hesitating for a while, Gaia''s gaze showed some struggle, but she still spoke up. "If I wanted to permanently resolve this issue, what do you think I should do?" Upon hearing this question, Ryan''s heart skipped a beat. It wasn''t nervousness or surprise, but as Gaia made her choice, the power of history began to gather around him. Bearing witness to an entire era, possessing authority related to time, naturally earned him the divine office of History. This power originally belonged to the future Rhea, but now, it reached out to a god born earlier. Upon this, Ryan gladly accepted.