King of Underworld - Chapter 115



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Nyx, Goddess of the Night – (2)

“Oh my, isn’t it uncomfortable to lower your head like that?”

At the soft voice, I slowly raised my head and looked at the goddess before me.

Just like me, pitch-black hair, black eyes, and black wings like the god Thanatos.

The goddess in black clothes, with her flawless beauty, showed off her beauty like an artificial sculpture.

As if to claim that the beauty of living things is in the non-living.

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“Yes, you may raise your head. If you think about it, aren’t you also my descendant?”

“Understood, Nix.”

The goddess of the night looks at me with curious eyes.

And the Hecatoncheires brothers, who bowed their heads without making a sound beside them.

“Huh… My children are all saying in unison. Please help us, no, help us, from the threat of Gaia.”

“……”

“Were you that scared of Gaia? Hehe… She’s cute, but also pitiful.”

Is that attitude of covering his mouth slightly a mockery? Or is it pure sentimentality?

The mother of the night, the Protogenoi, who is equal to Uranus…

“Yes. To be honest, I am afraid of Gaia.”

“Oh my?! This guy too. Just kidding…”

“Gaia created the monsters Gigas and the powerful being Typhon because we imprisoned the Titans in Tartarus. We want to defeat the monsters and gain Gaia’s approval, but we also thought about the possibility that she might be hostile to us to the end.”

Nyx, the goddess of the night, is less merciful when angry than Gaia.

The night of the beginning is annihilation and death. Nyx’s other name is the Mother of Death. In the beginning, her son Thanatos was the god of death…

I glanced into the eyes of the black goddess.

Until just now, you had been teasing me without hesitation, but your black eyes were expressionless the whole time.

“…That’s it?”

“……”

“If you rely on the children’s requests and my personal favors, then I cannot help you.”

Of course it would come out like this. The conditions are woefully inadequate to attract protogenoi.

However, there is one thing… something I can look forward to.

“If you help us, we will make sure that more people will call upon your name than any other Protogenoi.”

“Huh?”

“My temple is also a place where almost all the gods of the underworld are worshipped. I will create a statue of Nyx on the top stone there, and those who know the grace of the goddess of the night will praise Nyx every day.”

If things were as they were, the admiration of mortals would not be able to move the Protogenoi.

However, unlike other primordial gods, Gaia, the Earth Mother, and Nyx, the Goddess of Night, interact with humans a lot.

You would be more interested in mortals than in Tartarus, who exists only here, or Erebos, who is darkness itself.

The black goddess, who had been pondering my words, opened her mouth.

“Ah, you mean humans. Mortals who are always noisy at night when it should be quiet.”

“yes…?!”

“How about this? If I were to sweep away all the noisy humans in this world… the quiet nights would return like they used to, and I would also feel like helping you. Of course, those who serve you should not be an exception.”

Are you serious?

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I looked at Nix, but I couldn’t tell the change in his expression.

No emotion or agitation is felt. The intention of the primordial god, who is the personification of natural phenomena, is not read.

Why did you say that? Was it a test for me?

But there is no reason to test me using humans.

Do you really like the quiet of the night and want to sweep away all noisy mortals?

“Why aren’t you saying anything? It must be easy for you.”

“……”

“Can’t you just recreate that creature? It’s like the species you once caused the great flood and wiped them out.”

It’s an easy task. Any one of the twelve Olympian gods is enough to annihilate mortals.

Compared to the threat of Gaia, human extinction is a cheap price to pay…

That’s right… you can just remake it.

If anyone were to take a human being alive and throw a stone over his shoulder, the human being could be recreated.

Weren’t humans created in the first place to create heroes because of the threat of Gigas?

Although I appear to be the most merciful of the gods to humans,

I am also immortal. My family and my brothers are more precious than humans.

but…

“Great Pluto! I ask for your mercy!”

“I hope that our son who died on the battlefield is happy in the underworld…”

“Thanks to the mint that the God of Mercy sent to this world…”

“Pluto, protect me…”

Even now, I did not want to betray the expectations of those who believed in me, prayed for me, and sang of mercy and justice.

The priests who did not leave my temple even under the threat of the mad King Oedipus, the believers who hoped for my mercy.

A judge who prays for justice by borrowing my name and authority. Incurable patients who hope for peace after death…

It is not to keep the title of God of Mercy that humans have given him.

It’s not that I want to be admired by maintaining the absurd hypocrisy of caring more for humans than for my family on Olympus.

“I’m sorry. I can’t let humans become extinct again.”

“…?”

I just didn’t want to be as capricious as other gods when it came to dealing with mortals.

This is probably why I can say the same thing in front of Protogenoi.

Maybe so…

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The moment we thought we had failed to win the Goddess of the Night over to our side,

A burst of laughter was heard, as if someone had been holding back some time before bursting out.

“Phew… Pheheh…! It was just a joke. Why are you reacting so seriously?”

“what…”

The oppressive feeling I had felt until just now was nowhere to be found, and the Protogeni was smiling at me.

Her beautiful smile brightened up the surroundings, but I couldn’t help but smile.

Was it really a joke? The Olympian gods are said to be capricious, but are they more so than the primordial deities, including Gaia?

What you just told me might have been just a momentary whim…

“My children all say that Hades, the king of the underworld, is the fairest and most merciful of the Olympian gods… and he is worthy of being helped.”

“That’s an overstatement.”

“I was just curious because I heard he cares so much for mortals. Don’t take it to heart.”

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The black goddess plucked a feather from her black wing and held it out to me.

A feather imbued with powerful divine powers, befitting the body of a Protogenoi.

Nicks continued speaking, stroking his hair as he took it in both hands.

“Take that feather and go to the god of the sky. He, or rather she, will recognize it at a glance.”

“no way…”

The god of the sky is Zeus. But when it comes to her, only one being comes to mind.

Uranus, who was castrated by his own son and treated as having lost his masculinity, became a goddess.

My grandfather, a protogenoi like Nix.

The now-exiled god of the sky. He held the world’s hegemony before Cronus.

“Yes. Uranus, who has become a goddess. Explain all this to her… and bring me the token, and I will help you.”

The reason he gave her his feather was to help her communicate with the exiled god Uranus.

No one knows what he, whose genitals were cut off by Cronus, will think when he sees us.

This is a test. Can we, the Olympian gods, really win the favor of Uranus?

I guess we should just say it nicely, knowing that we drove out Kronos…

“Understood. I will definitely try to convince Uranus.”

“Haha… I’ll be looking forward to it.”

There are mountains beyond mountains.

Bring me the token of another Protogenoi, that of Uranus, the god of the sky…

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Hades, the grandson of Gaia and now known as the king of the underworld, is leaving…

Nyx closed her eyes and fell into the darkness in her abode deep within Tartarus.

The hegemony of this world, the fight with Gaia, the extinction of species… none of this has anything to do with her.

Just as the river flowing in front is pushed by the water flowing behind,

Generation change is a natural part of the world.

But I had little intention of interfering with Gaia’s efforts to prevent it.

Until recently… that is.

“mother.”

“Erisni? You came again today. Thanatos came and begged you last time…”

“Just once, if you listen to my son-in-law…”

“Uh… Are you there?”

“Ceres. Why are you here, you who works hard to harvest souls?”

“I came for the same reason as Iris yesterday. Please, just this once…”

Nick’s children periodically tried to persuade her.

She didn’t really think much about Hades, but she became curious when she saw everyone speaking highly of him.

Among her children, there is not a single god younger than Hades.

Does this mean that he has won everyone’s heart? Even the young, young grandson of Gaia?

Out of curiosity, she swapped places with her daughter, Hemera, the goddess of day, and ascended to the sky.

Above the dark night sky, the primordial goddess looked down.

Selene, driving the moon chariot, circled above the clouds… and as she descended lower, mortals came into view.

Living things created by the Olympian gods, including Zeus.

Small beings praying and pleading with their hands together under the night sky.

Nyx only pursued stories related to Hades, the lord of the underworld…

“Oh, Pluto. Today, I praise the grace of the mint leaves you gave me…”

“Lord Pluto, you who preside over justice and mercy…”

“Don’t cry. Even if I go to the underworld and end up in Pluto’s arms, don’t worry. He…”

He could find countless people praying to him.

Faithful faith. Justice in the judgment of the dead. God of mercy and justice.

None of the humans ever blamed Hades.

Even though he rules over the feared underworld… the evaluation is biased towards the positive.

Nick’s hobby, which he never told anyone about, was observing the beings under the night sky.

Pluto, as everyone agrees… no, Hades, was a child who cared greatly for mortals, just as her children had said.

She was someone worth trying at least once.

If you bring her the token of Uranus, she will gladly help Olympus.

of course…

“Mom. Which god created the night sky?”

“Ugh… It’s a favor from someone named Nix.”

“Nix? Is he stronger than Zeus?”

“Uh… probably not. Zeus is the king of the gods, isn’t he?”

“I will create a statue of Nyx on the highest throne there, and let those who know the grace of the Goddess of the Night praise Nyx every day.”

It was never the case that any human being considered himself inferior to Gaia’s grandson.

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