It's spring again.

The sky was glowing, and the moist wind was blowing the earth. Mornings after rain are always so intoxicating, but Pandora, who has just woken up, is not in a beautiful mood at all.

Yesterday, she sent off the goddess who had come to her on purpose to show off, this time, with a bracelet of pearls, supposedly jewels from the bottom of the deep sea, some shellfish life that had survived the previous era.

Talia tells the story of the origins of these shellfish: they were born in the Golden Age, absorbing the essence of water from the ocean and the stars in the sky, and it took hundreds of years to give birth to a pearl.

Although the other party didn't say a word of ridicule, the meaning couldn't be clearer. Pandora didn't understand how there could be such a boring god in this world.

But I can't say, because the daily life of the gods is really boring now, maybe Thalia is just here to have fun.

But what Pandora can't accept is that this fun is likely to be herself.

"So, what's in there?"

Sitting at the table, Pandora gently taps on the clay pot covered in mysterious patterns.

Now, she lives alone, Epimetatheus doesn't know where she has gone, and her daughter Pyra has been taken by her cousin to play around, and may not return in a few days, leaving Pandora alone.

In addition to flowers and plants, the only thing that can be with her is this jar of unknown use.

"Hmph, your things are all borrowed, but the gift of the Hades is mine!"

snorted coldly, as if comforting himself. But having said that, Pandora had no idea how the jar worked.

It can suck away calamity and suffering, but Pandora is not aware of these conceptual existences. He tried to ask Epimetheus, but he said he didn't know anything. Therefore, in her eyes, this is an ordinary clay pot, nothing special.

As for the extra gift from the Lord God of the Underworld named Lyanna, Pandora was even more confused.

'There is no impossibility', she wants to be a god, she wants to make that bored Talia fear her, it's all impossible, so can this clay pot help her do it?

"Maybe. Really? ”

Pursing her lips, Pandora unconsciously stroked her long hair that fell from her shoulders.

If there was no precedent in this world, she might not have such a mind, but there is such a thing.

Hecate, the goddess of the magic web, some say that she is a god-created being born during the second generation of god-kings, just like Pandora; It is also said that she is actually a descendant of a titan god, but the god of material destruction, who is rumored to be her father, has not appeared in the world for a long time.

No one knew where he was, and it was hard to verify, but for now, at least, Pandora was willing to believe that it was a life similar to herself.

"Whew—I can't open it."

The hand was halfway out, and then hurriedly retracted, and Pandora forced herself not to look at it.

This ordinary clay pot seems to have magical powers, and it has always aroused her mind lately. This is especially true when you are alone at home.

A little irritable, Pandora put the jar on the table and went out for a walk alone.

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It's night.

The air after the rain was scented with some petals, and as she lay on the bed in her bedroom, Pandora's eyes were a little blank.

She casually diverged her thoughts, imagining all kinds of futures. Maybe she was born with a strong desire to explore everything, which also made her unable to tolerate having such a thing that she didn't know right next to her, right in front of her.

"It's obviously a gift for me."

Biting his lip, the sky outside had darkened. It was another starry and moonless night, and on such a day, some wordless throbbing welled up in Pandora's heart.

It's quiet, and she seems to be the only one here. Everything was far away from her, except for the woman lying on the bed and the clay pot that seemed to be staring at her.

The intertwined lines on it look like an eye.

At one point, Pandora even felt that eye blink, but then realized that it was just an illusion.

It's just a regular jar, no different from the others. If the only thing special about it is that it is filled with something extraordinary.

"But I can't see them at all!"

Breathing becomes rapid, which is noticeable in a quiet environment. In the past, she had tried to open the jar more than once, but each time she had stopped.

She remembered Hades' instructions, but as Talia said, the owner of Hades didn't actually say what the consequences would be if it was opened, and even if it did, with the blessing of the gods, it would not be possible to bring harm to Pandora.

"The divine power of the gods was limited on the earth, and they were even deceived by mortals for decades, but the gods did not realize this until mortals vilely betrayed their Creator, and Epimetheus told me about it."

"If."

Whispering softly, Pandora sat up from the bed.

It is said that the goddess of the magic net was also born on such a starry and moonless night, she came to the world with the fire of the sky, walked on the earth for thousands of years, and finally ascended to the throne of the gods, perhaps fate is also predicting, this is the most suitable opportunity?

"Just this once."

Yes, only once, in the hazy starlight, Pandora swore secretly.

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"There's only one chance."

Without the light of the moon, the earth was extremely dim, and the starlight was not very bright today, only a faint glimmer of light appeared and disappeared.

However, this is not a matter of one or two days, in recent years, the original brightest stars in the zodiacal star field have been much dimmer than usual.

According to Helios, the god of the sun, the heroic spirits and star gods who used to roam the stars seem to be busy with other things, and when he drives the sun chariot through the sky, they are rarely seen. As a result, most of the mortals have closed their doors at night, and the gods have not been out much.

But today there are two exceptions. Floating behind the clouds in mid-air, Epimetheus looked over the garden. Even though there was nothing there in the vision, he was sure that there was an invisible air flow there.

The god of wind, most likely the god of the west wind, Epimetheus had heard his name. He was reused for offering artifacts to Zeus, and was not at all treated with the sun god, who also defected to the enemy.

"Looks like the god who used to come here a lot before is him. Also, there is no better candidate than the Anemo God. ”

The 'young man' had an innocent smile on his face, and he looked through the open window at the struggle and luck of his 'wife' in the distant house, but the difference was that the latter did not know his existence.

As early as the beginning, Epimetheus actually knew that someone might come to spy on them, so obviously he was not a person who liked to talk a lot, but he still deliberately said Prometheus's warning before leaving.

Then a certain guy really showed a little bit because of this, and in the next ten years, he figured out the position little by little.

It has to be said that the absoluteness of theocracy is indeed difficult to decipher, and even until now, Epimetheus could not detect any difference between that air flow and the natural one. But in many cases, 'no anomalies' doesn't mean it's reasonable.

Over the years, he excused himself from the garden again and again, not only because he didn't want to see the goddess of beauty, but also because he was summing up the changing laws of the nearby climate.

And according to this law, there should be no air flow there now.

"There's only one chance, and it's the best chance."

His eyes sharpened, and at this moment, Epimetheus was no longer the naïve younger brother in front of the seer, or the fool in the eyes of the gods, he stretched out his hand forward, and an invisible force enveloped the front.

He is indeed the god of hindsight, but perhaps he is so non-existent that few people realize that just as the god of wisdom can give wisdom to others, the latter can also make others aware of hindsight.

Epimetheus unleashed his power, and the power of consciousness enveloped the place where the current was for a moment.

Almost the next moment, the backlash of the law came, and his face instantly turned pale and bloodless, but he smiled very happily.

His judgment was not wrong, and the feedback given to him by the authority told him that there was indeed a life there that was affected by him.

"Whew-"

"You're right, 'You can change something, but you don't want to change at all.'" , which is a fitting description for me. ”

Waving his hand to wipe away the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, Epimetheus couldn't help but think of the unexpected encounter he had with the human tribe before.

One was the goddess of the Stygian, who had seen the powerful deity again on Mount Olympus not long ago, but the other had no impression, and his presence left no memory in the minds of the awakened. Such a terrifying ability is probably the Lord of the Spirit Realm who really gave this gift as the Moon Goddess said before.

He was a powerful ancient god, but he was no different from those gods. It is really arrogant to have an innate strength, and then demand the weak with an attitude that requires the strong.

In the face of a future that is destined to be unchangeable, is it also a mistake to choose to ignore it? Epimetheus didn't think so, he just made the right choice.

There is no need for meaningless struggle, and if he never has the opportunity, then he will continue to drift like this. But now, when he sees the possibility of change in front of him, he will not hesitate to take action.

Also deceiving the gods, his brother chose the most stupid and meaningless way. Gambling his life for something inconsequential, and then failing as a matter of course, this can be regarded as the end he deserves; is also an enemy of the gods, and his younger brother has been loyal to an ancestor god king who now does not know life and death, but he can only accept the punishment of heaven for eternity, how is this not a reward for his stupidity?

He is different, he will deceive the God King today, but only for himself, not any other being. No one will know what happened except him and the stupid woman.

Buzz –

There was a humming sound, and Epimetheus knew that the clay pot had probably been opened.

As if receiving some command, at this moment, the authority of the gods of Hades was touched. Even though they were far underground, they noticed that the 'anchor' they had given them had left where it should have been.

So in the newly built shrine of the Truth Garden, Hades signaled to the left and right, and the gods who had already gathered here received their orders.

The authority of the true God began to be revealed, centered on the 'anchor point' on the earth, and they were unscrupulously revealed in front of Pandora and the two secret bystanders in the form of black mist, insects and flies, and all kinds of filth, and then suddenly spread.

They pass through mountains, rivers, fields and walls, and spread to every corner of the world in an instant. This is an act allowed by the god-king, and from now on, it may be difficult for the gods of Hades to be worshiped by human beings from the heart, but their very existence will become an insignificant but inextricable part of human civilization.

From now on, strife, hatred, calamity, lust, and deception will prevail in the world, which is not a distortion of thinking, but a subtle influence.

Compared with these unintuitive disasters, plagues and disasters will be staged immediately.

"Take it as punishment, you have betrayed your Creator, Prometheus can forgive you, it doesn't mean I will."

Seeing all this happen, Epimetheus no longer hesitated, and this was the moment he had to wait. He fell to the ground and silently walked through the garden, opening the wooden door to his room. In front of him, Pandora was facing away from him, watching in disbelief at the scene unfolding in front of him.

Black gas poured out of the canister in a steady stream, announcing their existence to the world. Pandora never imagined that this was the so-called 'gift'.

All the disasters were released by her, and she was trying to put the lid back on, but it was all in vain.

At last, exhausted Pandora sat down on the ground, and she watched as the calamities flew out of the jar little by little, until at last she saw a little light.

It was the reflection of a certain star, and when everything else had left, it seemed to sense the change in its environment and was ready to leave the clay pot and merge into the fate of all mankind.

However, at this moment, one hand picked up the lid of the jar, and the clay pot, which Pandora could not close with all her might, was closed.

"You ——!"

Suddenly turning around, looking at her husband who appeared behind her at some point, Pandora was speechless for a while. She first tried to justify her actions, but then realized that something was wrong.

Why was Epimetheus here, how long had he been here, why had he been sitting idly by, and why had he put the last gift back?

"Shhhh

The index finger is placed in front of his mouth, and the latter motions for his wife to whisper.

"I'm also a god, although I'm not a powerful god, but it's not surprising that I have such abilities."

"But, why didn't you close it earlier. I just wanted to see what was there, I didn't want to put those things out."

The moment she saw the black fog, Pandora already knew what it was. Clay pots can indeed suck away calamity and calamity, as it is itself a treasure that holds them.

And now, I have released them with my own hands.

"I know it's just some calamity. They don't exist because of your actions, and while they may be recorded as such, in reality, you just give some people an excuse to actually let them come to earth, which will make their behavior seem a little more reasonable. ”

Surveying the brand-new clay pot, Epimetheus said casually.

"And what about the last one?" Gradually, Pandora looked at her husband who looked nonchalant, and she asked angrily, "Why did you leave it inside?" ”

"Who said that, it obviously left."

"What's more—"

Stretching out his hand, Epimetheus was about to pick up the jar, but in the end, he gave up.

"—Pandora, you don't really think of yourself as a human being, do you?"

At this moment, he remembered the words of the goddess of the underworld, which were a gift from the master of the spirit realm to the human race. If God tries to snatch it, He will inevitably pay for it.

Fortunately, Epimetheus did not intend to 'snatch'. This was given to Pandora by the Goddess of the Moon, so let her continue to hold it.

"Come here, pick it up, it's time for us to leave."

Smiling at Pandora, Epimetatheus ordered.

"You haven't answered—"

"I'll let you, pick it up."

In the face of her husband's increasingly cold gaze, Pandora finally realizes that he is not only a famous fool among the gods, but also a true god. She hesitated, after all, she still had the protection given by the goddess, but in the end, she still held the clay pot in her arms.

"Very well, Pandora, we are family. Don't be like my brother and brother, who always think outsiders are more important than us. ”

"Neither humans nor god-kings can be trusted. Their fate is Mingjian. ”

Nodding in satisfaction, the Awakened One glanced at the outside world again. The watchman is gone, and they can 'abscond in fear'.

Anyway, the god-king will not pursue it, as long as the unknown god tells Zeus everything, tells him that all the gifts in the clay pot have been released, the god-king will only treat them as if they do not exist, instead of tracking them down all over the world.

"Now, the key to breaking my destiny is in my hands."

"Heh, I thought there would be some waves, but I didn't expect everything to go so smoothly. It seems that fate is on my side, and it wants me to change it. ”

With Pandora with him, Epimetheus pushed open the door.

Daughter Pyra hasn't come back yet, but the Awakens don't care much about her. If it weren't for the need for someone to carry the clay pot on his behalf, he wouldn't even want Pandora.

Leave it like this, and when he figures out the true use of what is hidden in this clay pot, everything will be fine.

Today, it's perfect.

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The sky was still dark, and such a quiet night seemed to hide all the secrets, deep and peaceful.

On the other side, at the stall where Epimetheus was about to leave, the god of the west wind, who had also watched the 'whole process', had already turned into an invisible air flow and flew high in the sky.

He didn't wait long, but left as soon as he saw the contents of the clay pot being released. It wasn't until dawn that Celeros finally returned to Olympus.

Walking straight to the palace of the god king, he thought that Zeus was still resting, but he didn't expect that the other party had been waiting for a long time.

"Your Majesty, I'm here to get back to you."

Respectfully saluting, looking at the god-king on the high seat, Fellowos spoke:

"As you foresaw, Pandora did open Hades's gift without permission and put the calamity into the world, you are really far-sighted."

"I see, what else?"

Zeus already knew about the calamity when the clay pot was opened, after all, he was a god-king, and he would not even be unaware of such a thing.

But what he really focused on was obviously not his brother's masterpiece.

"A gift from the Goddess of the Moon. It was also released. ”

After a moment's hesitation, he finally said affirmatively. Although he felt a little confused, the god of the west wind vaguely remembered that he had seen a bright light.

It should have been released, and there would be no mistake, and in this regard, Fellowos trusted his own judgment. As for why your mind wandered, it's normal.

Probably because of the concentration for too long, I am a little tired, after all, even gods can feel tired.

(End of chapter)