Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 1 The Hidden Cradle

Crete.

At that time, the island did not yet have this name; it was merely an unnamed, tranquil place in the vast universe.

An infant lies peacefully in a cradle meticulously woven from gold.

However, this tiny life is now in an extraordinary situation.

The golden cradle was cleverly suspended among the branches of a sturdy ash tree, its swaying shadows like gentle arms, carefully concealing the small figure.

He is neither in the vast sky, nor on the solid earth, nor dwelling in the dark abyss, nor floating in the endless sea.

Only such a brilliant method of concealment could allow this child to cleverly evade the sharp and profound gaze of Cronus, the supreme god-king who rules over all things in the universe, under the invisible protection of the greatest earth goddess Gaia and the night lady Nyx.

Beneath the cradle, a female goat, entirely golden in color, lies quietly.

Her golden fur gleamed with a soft sheen, making her appear exceptionally beautiful and docile. At this moment, she was dozing with her eyes slightly closed, like a golden sculpture.

All around, several "Kretes" stood guard loyally and vigilantly, wielding gleaming battle axes, sharp spears, and heavy bronze shields.

They were born from the tears of Rhea, the great goddess of "flow," "vitality," "operation," and "movement."

When this future greatest goddess secretly gave birth to this child in Dikteon Cave, the glistening tears that rolled down her cheeks in her sorrow and grief fell to the earth and gave birth to these powerful demigods.

Chrystis was born a powerful demigod.

However, even with their demigod-like bodies, their greatest role in the impending upheaval would be limited to quickly hiding the child deep within the Ideon Andron cave on the island when the child cried.

Then, at the cave entrance, they would pound their shields with their weapons, dance wildly, and shout deafening war songs, doing their utmost to drown out the loud wailing of the young lord, which could echo throughout the land.

For the upcoming war of the gods, the role these demigods can play is limited to this.

Two ash tree nymphs, born from the blood of the great heavenly father Uranus, are now guarding the child closely.

They are true gods.

One is the gentle and charming Adrasteia, whose face is like a newly blossoming flower bud, and whose eyes exude gentleness.

The other is the beautiful and elegant Ida, whose figure is light and graceful, and all her movements are filled with endless patience and love.

Another true deity created by the mother goddess Gaia herself was the bee god Melisseus.

He worked tirelessly to collect and refine the spiritual "honey" that only gods could enjoy. This nectar, rich in the essence of the earth, was offered to the young god with loyalty and reverence.

Although the world is already quite perfect, it is still in a period of continuous expansion and improvement.

The world at this time was far from reaching its ultimate vastness, and had not yet evolved to such an extreme extent.

In the not-too-distant future, it will take nine days and nine nights for a bronze anvil (a huge bronze object used by blacksmiths to support metal when forging) to fall from the sky to the earth.

The journey from the earth through the underworld to the deepest Tartarus also takes nine days and nine nights.

From the highest point to the lowest point in the world, that is a distance of nearly 11.85 trillion kilometers.

Of course, at this point in time, the world was far smaller and its development was not yet fully complete.

At this point, the distance between the upper and lower realms is approximately 3 million kilometers (the Earth's diameter is about 1.27 kilometers).

At this moment, the young deity gazed straight at the distant sky with his golden eyes.

Deep within His pupils, a strange and inexplicable light flowed, containing a mysterious rhythm.

The sky, that supreme being, continues to climb tirelessly, constantly widening the distance between itself and the earth.

The sky seems to harbor some profound "opinion" about the earth, and therefore it resolutely wants to distance itself from the earth, and puts this desire into real and continuous action, causing the space between the earth and the earth to expand continuously.

At the same time, the spatial dimensions of the world in all directions are also growing synchronously, and the cosmic network is silently extending rapidly in all directions.

The enormous ocean currents that encircle the entire world are the eldest son of the great heavenly father Uranus and the material mother Gaia—Okeanos.

He is the eldest of the Titans, the elder brother of the current second-generation god-king Cronus, and the father of all rivers and freshwater in the universe.

This vast ocean current, connected end to end and forming a self-contained system, is like a giant serpent without beginning or end, encircling and covering the edge of the entire world, enveloping the earth.

In its slow, unchanging operation, it continuously opens up chaos, transforming the seemingly nonexistent chaotic nothingness into real matter bit by bit.

And Mount Othrys, towering into the sky and as majestic as the heavens themselves, has risen in tandem with the heavens, and is now an eternal pillar between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the golden-eyed child was gazing at this sacred mountain, which, despite being incredibly distant, could still be seen by all intelligent life in the world and was looked up to by all intelligent life.

The majestic appearance of this sacred mountain is beyond words; the spectacular scenery of its mountain range is beyond the imagination of mortals.

This is the dwelling place of the supreme gods.

It is the dwelling place of the High Titans.

It is the center of the cosmic order.

Now, the God-King residing on this sacred mountain has completely suppressed Gaia, the Mother of Matter, the Earth Mother, the Creator of All Things.

All living beings, all intelligent life, and even all physical matter existing in the world, including the invisible gods such as darkness and night, and the etheric element.

All must bow down and submit to this second-generation god-king who overthrew the heavens, daring not to utter the slightest disobedience. He is none other than Cronus, son of the Supreme Father Uranus, son of the Holy Mother Gaia, King of the Titans, the second ruler of the universe, ruler of the Golden Age, forerunner of the Father of the Gods, the Supreme and Mighty, the Great and Courageous, the Cunning Father-Slayer, the Great God of Creation, the God of Growth, the God of Harvest, and the God of Reaping!
(Cronos is not Chronos; Cronos in Ancient Greek: Κρνο; Romanized: Krónos; Latin: Cronus; English: Kronos; Chronos in Ancient Greek: Χρνο; English name: Chronos / Khronos).

The child's golden eyes gazed intently at the sacred mountain for a moment. Then, a loud cry shattered the tranquility of the forest.

He was hungry.

However, even this earth-shattering wailing was just empty howling without shedding a tear; His wailing was merely a reminder.

The ash tree fairy Ide, who was waiting nearby, immediately picked up the golden cradle and flew to the Ida cave, with Adrasthea following closely behind.

Amartea, the golden goat who was dozing, suddenly sprang up, her agile body leaping like golden lightning towards the cave.

Her speed was faster than a gale; the hurricane she created as she ran plowed deep furrows into the earth.

The several Kretes, these demigods, immediately began a wild war dance, their arms flailing as they pounded their massive shields with tremendous force, creating a deafening roar.

They chanted rousing war songs, trying their best to suppress the shocking cries of their young lord.

The shouts of these demigods echoed for hundreds of miles around, and the entire island of Crete swayed with the rhythm of their dance.

However, the slight movements of these insignificant demigods are merely the most superficial disguise.

The ones who truly concealed and protected this child were the supreme mother goddess Gaia and the primordial goddess Nyx.

Only under the protection of the earth and the cover of the endless darkness could the child's voice, which was enough to alarm the king of gods, be concealed.

After running into the cave, Ide gently lifted the child out of the golden basket.

The golden goat Amalthea knelt meekly before the child and offered her magical horns to his mouth.

Sweet milk flowed continuously from the magical ram's horn, emitting a uniquely sweet fragrance in the air.

The bee god Melius then brought out his carefully extracted honey. Guided by his divine power, the golden honey, specially prepared for the gods, flowed onto the ram's horns, blending perfectly with the milk, and was drunk by the young deity.

After a delicious and satisfying meal, the child closed his golden eyes contentedly and fell back into a deep sleep.

This child is the embodiment of the laws, born from the union of the second-generation god-king Cronus and the goddess Rhea.

When the God-King was conceiving this child, the laws that God-King incorporated into himself already included creation, agriculture, growth, harvest, abundance, reaping, courage, procreation, reproduction, as well as fire, sea, earthquake, darkness, and shadow.

Queen Rhea possesses the supreme fundamental laws of cosmic order, which include fluidity, vitality, operation, and movement.

This child possessed immense power that was unimaginable to ordinary people from the moment he was born.

His cries could resound through heaven and earth, and every unintentional struggle of his was enough to directly kill the guarding demigods, Chrytes.

Only the ash tree nymph, born from the blood of Uranus, the supreme father, the incarnation of heaven, the first father, the first god, and the embodiment of the most fundamental rules of the universe, could barely serve as his nurse and struggle to bear the terrifying divine power that emanated from him unconsciously.

However, merely satisfying His physical development required a true deity—the bee god Melius—to extract the essence containing the life force of the earth to nourish Him.

But that was still not enough. It also required a goddess created by Gaia herself, whose status was equivalent to that of a deity—the golden goat Amalthea.

Only with the sweet milk of the goat goddess could the child's astonishing growth needs be barely met.

It has been an unknown amount of time since the goddess Rhea gave birth to this child.

In this day and age, the world is still imperfect, and time is almost meaningless to the gods.

However, since matter evolved from nothingness and the universe began to operate, time, which is formless and intangible, has been silently demonstrating its power, like an invisible giant hand driving the gears of destiny.

The predetermined fate is drawing ever closer to that incomparably powerful second-generation god-king.

只因
Zeus's will will surely be fulfilled.

Zeus's will is unstoppable.

Everything is the will of Zeus!
(Reference image of Zeus)

About this book~
Dear readers, this book is the culmination of my hard work. I began preparing it last November, reading a large number of books on Greek mythology, more than a dozen in total.

I only started this book after I was fully prepared; I never fight a battle unprepared.

I bought a lot of authoritative books, only to later discover that there were electronic versions available, which were cheaper and more convenient than the paper versions (facepalm).

The outline and setting of this book are already complete.

I created four mind maps: character settings and relationships, timeline and storyline, protagonist's growth line, and overall setting.

The total number of topics is nearly 600, and the word count exceeds 40,000.

To avoid spoilers, I can't reveal anything for now, but those who know me and are long-time readers in the book club know my style, so it's absolutely true.

My previous book was completed at 2.3 million words, and this book already has 70,000 words in the manuscript. Please feel free to continue reading. Updates are stable, and my integrity is absolutely guaranteed!

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