Into the Creations 1987

Chapter 1987 – 1987. God’S Atlantis

Hera was pregnant.

With us having sex for hours every day without a care for contraception, it would have been stranger if she hadn’t gotten pregnant.

For the record, I have [Golden Semen] and [Hero’s Testicles]. I could have made her pregnant whenever I wanted, but I didn’t bother. This world would eventually follow the original myths, so there was no need.

‘Metis got pregnant faster, but Hera’s giving birth first.’

Hera and I are gods. We shouldn’t look at things from a human perspective. A ten-month pregnancy? Even if she gave birth after a ten-second pregnancy, we should just accept it. Athena was born from my head, after all.

I watched Hera give birth. Seeing a baby come out of Hera’s vagina was a bit… odd.

‘That vagina should only be for my dick…’

I suppressed my displeasure. A baby being born from a vagina was natural. I received the baby with both hands and cut the umbilical cord myself.

“Waaaaaaaah!”

“You’re crying very loudly. Your name is Hephaestus.”

In Greek mythology, Hephaestus is sometimes said to be the eldest son, so Hephaestus it is. He’s a baby boy with a properly attached dick, after all.

‘Are gods originally born as babies? I thought I heard somewhere that Athena was born as an adult…’

I didn’t think too deeply about it.

Zeus also had a baby phase, didn’t he? Each god’s birth must be different.

“Hera. Our son is born.”

I approached Hera, who had just given birth. Hera, drenched in sweat, reached out and took the baby. Her face instantly hardened as she looked at the baby.

“…Is this really my child?”

“Do you think I switched the baby? We’re the only ones in this room.”

There was no reason to switch the baby.

“It’s not that… He’s too ugly. And one of his legs isn’t normal.”

I looked at Hephaestus again.

Ugly? He was just a newborn, so it couldn’t be helped. The grown-up Hephaestus doesn’t seem particularly ugly either.

“You’re right. He’s ugly. And the leg… it’s a congenital disability, so there’s nothing we can do.”

I agreed with Hera. She seemed very uncomfortable right now. I didn’t think much of it.

“I am the mistress of Olympus. If I gave birth to such an ugly child… the other gods will laugh at me. Our authority will diminish.”

“Hmm. I can just crush any bastards who dare to laugh…”

“You are the chief god of Olympus and the king. Don’t try to solve everything with force.”

Hera glared at me and nagged.

She was always haughty and prickly, but she wasn’t this sensitive. Childbirth must have had a big impact. I understand her.

“Should I kill him?”

I asked, lifting Hephaestus’s head with one hand. Honestly, I doubted he would die if I killed him. Hephaestus, who inherited the blood of me and Hera, would naturally be immortal.

Hera seemed quite surprised by my words, her mouth opening and closing a few times before she shook her head.

“Even so, that’s not a crime worthy of death. And we can’t kill him anyway.”

“Then we should raise him somewhere else. I’ll have the Cyclopes raise him, so let’s just forget about him.”

Hera, who had been alternating between looking at me and Hephaestus, slowly nodded.

‘When this guy grows up, he’ll become the god of blacksmiths. I need to make him grow up quickly and use him.’

Putting aside the myths, the level of civilization was worse than even the Middle Ages. There were many inconveniences, whether I realized it or not.

‘……No. Is it worse than the Middle Ages?’

Thinking about it carefully, the Middle Ages seemed more barbaric.

“Rest.”

I ordered Hera and took Hephaestus outside. I went to the Cyclopes and entrusted Hephaestus to them. Hephaestus would naturally grow up and learn blacksmithing skills. And he would master them.

After he became an adult, he might be angry at me or Hera.

‘As if that guy’s anger matters.’

I am the number one in Olympus. The supreme Zeus. If he messes with me? He’ll be dead in an instant. I was fully prepared to make Hephaestus my slave and use him.

What about my wife, Hera? She is the mistress of Olympus. The number two. She’s not just called the mistress of Olympus in name only. She’s the strongest among the goddesses, and it wouldn’t be strange to say she has the second most power.

In the original myths, the reason Zeus was so submissive to Hera was partly because she had more power than the other gods.

Time began to flow quickly.

Soon, a grown-up Hephaestus crawled out of a volcano. The lame god of blacksmiths walked directly to Olympus.

I welcomed Hephaestus with open arms.

“My son! You’ve come! I will grant you one of the twelve seats. You will control the flames, and you will be worshiped by all blacksmiths!”

I spoke the lines I had pondered for about ten minutes. Hephaestus, feeling the majesty of a god, looked back and forth between me and Hera with somewhat uneasy eyes. Hera looked at Hephaestus with a complicated gaze. I didn’t feel any hatred or anger.

Tsk.

I clicked my tongue and glared at Hephaestus. Hephaestus quickly knelt and bowed his head.

“Thank you, Father! But is it okay for me, who is ugly and lame, to take that position?”

“You have inherited the blood of me and Hera, so you are more than qualified.”

Hephaestus joined us.

I ordered him to build a palace in Olympus.

• • •

Metis’s childbirth was imminent.

I don’t know how many decades Metis had been pregnant. What’s important is that her daughter is Athena. She was an important and significant goddess in Greek mythology. Originally, she should be born from my head after I swallowed Metis.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

Metis screamed and grabbed my hand tightly. She was a bit different from Hera, who had given birth calmly.

“Metis! You can do it! Hang in there!”

That was all I could do to support her. I couldn’t just cut her open because she looked like she was in pain. I didn’t know how to do a C-section at all.

A baby was born from Metis’s vagina. The baby instantly grew into an adult woman.

Snow-white skin, silver hair that reached her waist, and a face and body ratio that seemed beyond perfect. Her golden eyes, full of intelligence, shone like the sun.

I stared at her blankly. She was naked, having just been born. Her perky breasts and the tightly closed pink labia beneath her silver pubic hair were visible. My mouth watered.

‘Should I just violate her here? Metis seems a bit wary, but… why else would she become an adult right away? Isn’t it so I can take her?’

Athena reached out. Clothes, armor, a shield, and a helmet flew from a corner of the bedroom and covered her body.

“Ah.”

I couldn’t help but sigh, as I could no longer see Athena’s naked body.

“Lady Athena!!!”

The door opened, and a goddess with a pair of white wings on her back appeared. It was Nike, the goddess of victory, a Titan goddess who had sided with Olympus during the Titanomachy, surrendered, and had been taken by me.

She desperately avoided my gaze and quickly pulled Athena away.

“Lady Athena! This way! This way!”

Something was off.

I frowned. I tried to grab Nike and Athena, but Metis, who was holding my hand, wouldn’t let go.

“Metis?”

“I’m sorry. I’ll take the punishment. Please, just forgive me this once.”

“……”

I was bewildered. Until now, Metis had always helped me, and she had never rebelled like this. And I had never thought she would rebel against me. Just as a slight sense of betrayal was about to rise, Athena opened her mouth.

“Father. I have sworn my chastity to the Styx. My being by your side will only lead to tragedy. Father of all gods, master of the heavens. Please forgive me.”

Athena went outside with Nike. They flew into the sky, heading somewhere. The sky was my domain, so I could see them heading towards the southern sky.

Soon, they disappeared from my sight. Unfortunately, I didn’t control all of the sky, so I couldn’t chase them to the end.

“……”

My mind was complicated.

‘Is this because I didn’t swallow Metis like in the original myth? Or…’

Metis and Athena were goddesses of wisdom. I had experienced what wisdom was like. With her level of wisdom, she could predict the future. Wouldn’t that be why she was aware that she was Athena even though I hadn’t given her that name?

‘Or maybe she felt her destiny.’

I didn’t know the cause, but the result was that Athena and Nike disappeared.

“I’m really sorry.”

Metis lowered her head. She was trembling as she got off the bed and tried to kneel, so I grabbed her shoulders to stop her.

“It’s okay. This time… it can’t be helped. She probably ran away because I’m a lecher who even takes his own daughter.”

It was a shame. A great shame. Athena was one of the famous three goddesses. And she was famous for being a virgin goddess, so I wanted to take her.

‘Maybe I’ll get another chance later. And… even if I take her here, it’s not the real one.’

Above all, I couldn’t harshly shake off Metis. The affection I had for her was beyond my imagination.

“I forgive you. Since Athena has disappeared, the seat of the twelve…”

“Thank you so much. But that seat isn’t mine. You know that, right?”

I nodded.

The names of several gods flashed through my mind.

• • •

Many more gods were born after that.

Leto gave birth to twin gods. Apollo and Artemis. The twins became adults as soon as they were born. I took Artemis. Surprisingly, Artemis didn’t resist. She was so different from Athena that I was even more bewildered.

“Ah… my husband…!”

“Hmm. Artemis! My daughter and my wife!”

Squeak, squeak.

I crushed Artemis, who was lying on the floor, and vigorously shook my hips. Every time my dick pierced Artemis’s vagina, the sense of depravity… wasn’t there. Honestly, I didn’t feel like she was my daughter at all.

“Ah, ah…. This can’t be…. How can such a tragedy…!”

Apollo, who was praised as the most beautiful man in Greek mythology, sat down on the floor and wailed.

「The moon hunter covers her cheeks with both hands, embarrassed.」

“Aaaaaaah!”

Artemis, who was under me, let out a moan. Perhaps it was influenced by the real Artemis.

「The sun’s song rages!」

So what?

Anyway, that bastard and I didn’t get along.

“Hwaaaaaaaaah!”