Chapter 3 – Sin, Advent (2)
Killed while having sex.
If this is bullshit, I have no idea, but it’s my experience.
I never thought that the girl I met at a club on a one night stand would be a gumiho who skips people.
Not. Are you a vampire because you ate a white horse?
…It’s an analogy.
I was just having sex, and I fell on top of a woman, and she stabbed me with something like a syringe in my neck.
Considering the way he stabbed me in the throat without hesitation, he must have been a professional.
Shit.
Would I have survived if I hadn’t ejaculated inside?
But Nocon said he would do it himself. If Nocon is the last consideration for sending me to the underworld, it is such a fucking consideration.
Hello my pretty organ
Spread far and wide in all directions and make good use of it everywhere.
Is it because he died while having sex, or because he died painlessly?
For some reason, I didn’t think it would hurt even if I died.
Rather, I had a strong feeling that Boss Boksa felt this way.
After all, he lived alone without parents, and the white horse will take care of the dead body, so there is no worry about the aftermath.
Without knowing I’m dead, the bills would keep piling up in the mailbox, prompting me to pay the bills from all over the place, and then spontaneously cutting off.
The world will go well without even checking whether I am dead or alive.
Then I was born again.
Without an intermediate process, I was sucked into something as if I was being led by something.
Mmm.
And became a baby.
Is this the Hoe Bing Hwan that you only heard about?
For a while to think.
My body suddenly went down.
My body suddenly began to be sucked into the ground, and I began to descend the slope to the blanket as if I were going down a waterslide.
Ah, the light is slowly starting to show.
They say that sometimes reincarnated people come to their senses in their mother’s womb and make it difficult for the mother, but I had to slide down the ground for at least several kilometers while I was born.
Fortunately, though, we have reached the end.
Mungle.
Something soft picked me up.
I struggled to open my eyes, which I couldn’t even open properly.
“Ah…!”
After escaping the long passage, the blonde woman smiled broadly as soon as she received me.
“Oi…!”
Busty! Missy! Blond hair!
Is this woman my mother?
Then I had the confidence to breastfeed with all my might.
If an adult man asks if he is not ashamed to be happy at the thought of being suckled when he becomes a child, when he sees a voluptuous chest like that of the Earth Mother, everyone will want to be suckled or, no, buried in his chest.
Mmm!
I cried on purpose.
It’s a simple thought, but if you cry sadly, won’t you give your milk?
“Yes, yes. You must be sad to be separated from your mother, too. But please understand…”
Huh?
“This palmi keeps you. Send you to the place where you can’t reach the hand of the dog. This Crete will be the cradle that protects you.”
Baby?
Are you a grandmother?
No matter how badly you look at it, this woman who looks to be in her mid-thirties is her grandmother?
No matter how blonde she is, she’s a foreigner, but she’s wearing a dress, so it’s quite erotic, but this woman is my grandmother?
Mmm!
Does not matter.
‘Feed me!’
What does it matter if you don’t look like a grandmother?
As long as I could bury my face in that chest, if I could take my eyes off the uncomfortable truth, it didn’t matter.
“Ah, child. You must never discover its existence. If it finds out you are alive, that madman will eat you.”
Huh?
“Do not forget. The pain of the five people who died on you. You must grow up and kill him.”
What? Where have you heard this story?
“Please…Survive. Yes. Your name. I have to tell you your name. I’m going to give you my name instead of Leah, but…Please understand. You.”
It’s Zeus
Fuck.
Fucked.
* * *
Zeus.
A god in Greek mythology.
An existence that has been spoken of in many places as the god of lightning.
That’s me
‘Why am I reincarnated during the Houibinghwan!’
Puck, puck.
I stabbed the scarecrow with the wooden sword I grabbed.
Filled with my anger, I swung the wooden sword like bursting straw.
Puck, poop!
Zeus.
He has a strong image of a leprechaun who often thinks of committing crimes with any woman, but that is only after he succeeds as a principal.
I heard that he went through tremendous hardships until he reached the 12 pillars of Olympus.
I have to do that
Crunchy.
“Fuck!”
I stabbed the straw doll – Cronus’ heart with a wooden sword.
My annoyed wooden sword cracked and snapped, and I threw it to the floor and sat down on a nearby boulder.
‘If I’m going to be reborn, I should’ve let you possess it!’
After Zeus conquered the world, what if he was possessed as the owner of Olympus, whether he was jealous of Hera or not!
Even if the process of adapting to the body was eventful, at least it was a very big deal that I had to go over the crisis myself.
I want to suck honey without trials.
I can understand why Zeus in mythology covets women so much.
As a child, he spends painful days under the pressure of not knowing when he will die and the mission to kill Cronus.
As a young man, he defeated his brothers and sisters and the giants he saved from Cronus and brought Olympus supremacy.
The problem is, honestly, who remembers the story of this time?
‘All I remember is very fragmentary!’
Childhood.
The comic books I saw at the local library were all I knew about Greek and Roman mythology.
The two siblings came out and quarreled with each other, and it ended when I occasionally watched what the hairy man was talking about.
In this world full of darkness, the one who should say that he will be the light and protect me has become Zeus!
“Shit.”
Don’t kill me, just hit me?
Would you live in hiding for the rest of your life and leave Greece?
Okay. It is not a Greco-Roman myth, but a thunderbolt myth by leaving for the east.
Dangun becomes me.
It is to create a kingdom by becoming a thunder emperor who leads Poongbaek, Usa, and Unsa.
Whether or not Greece suffers from Cronos’s dictatorship.
‘No one knows I’m alive, so who’s to say?’
Could it be that Cronus will chase me all the way to the Far East and kill me?
Since they are local gods, they will live in Greece.
“…No. You just have to succeed.”
I made up my mind.
‘If I succeed, all the beauties of this land of Greece will be mine.’
High risk, high return.
For me who died while having sex, it may be a punishment and a salvation given by God at the same time.
Just kill Kronos.
After that, you have to overcome the crisis with people like Zeus’ brothers and sisters, Poseidon and Hades.
Ah-
Under the olive tree
I swore to become gods
…Anyway.
Once the ordinal of Chronos is overcome, the rest can be solved somehow.
For that brilliant day, for the day when I sit on the throne at the top of Olympus, holding a spear, and sitting proudly with my top open.
I will definitely kill Kronos.
“Jupiter! Where are you?”
“Ah, Nunnaaaaa!”
I ran towards Amalthea, a gray-haired nymph that I heard in the distance.
“Really, I can’t call you sister…?”
“Why?”
“That, that’s… No. Let’s have lunch together.”
Amalthea.
She was the helper Gaia sent me to kill Kronos.
“Sup, ha ha.”
“Jupiter?”
“Fall asleep…”
I buried her face in Amalthea’s arms.
I’m still only tall enough that my face touches Amalthea’s stomach.
Mmm.
If Amalthea hadn’t hugged me, if Chiron, a sweaty man, had been my teacher, I wouldn’t have seriously considered escaping.
…Hot.
‘Be patient. The Zeus in me.’
Reincarnated as Zeus, I received one definite benefit.
God’s body.
Zeus was Zeus.
Strength, stamina, vitality.
All of it had the majesty of a god.
The olive-blooded Titan, who was incomparable to the young man with kimchi blood in his previous life, was also a Titan elsewhere.
‘The cock is also Zeus.’
Yes.
My penis, or cock, was Zeus himself.
“Fuck, that’s fucking big.”
I’m taller, bigger, and thicker than I was in my previous life, so I feel inferior and defeated for no reason.
However.
‘It’s my dick now.’
Because I am Zeus
* * *
The nymph, Amalthea, was under strict command from Gaia, the Holy Earth Mother.
Raise this child unnoticed by anyone.
When he first received his assignment, Amalthea did not understand why this ordeal had been placed upon him.
No matter how you think about it, the child was a child of ‘those gods’.
Amalthea is no foolish nymph.
Gaia entrusted the future to herself.
And the future was smart, clever, and sincere, and worked hard to kill the gods.
-Your name? Um… Jupiter. So you can hide me Hehe.
He was so smart that sometimes it felt like a grown adult turned into a child.
What child would realize that he had to hide his existence and would even use a pseudonym?
So Amalthea nurtured her child wholeheartedly.
Although she is not her own mother, she took care of her child, Jupiter, like her own family, following the mother-goddess’ solemn command.
It’s a little too much to call her child, but Jupiter called Amalthea ‘sister’.
Even the child knows.
She knows that the woman who raises her is not her mother.
Amalthea was very sad about that.
It was so pitiful to see a young child who would grow up receiving love, even though she is of divine blood, sharpening her sword for her mission without receiving even the love of her mother.
Ah ah
So Amalthea accepted his indulgence.
In her childhood, he even gave her breasts directly, but Jupiter was very fond of her Amalthea breasts.
Amalthea didn’t hate it too much.
But.
“…It’s difficult.”
Amalthea expressed disapproval of Jupiter’s growing body.
When she becomes an adult soon, she will go on a journey to kill Kronos.
But he had already become an adult in one place.
Truly, a great adult.
Splash, splash.
Beneath Jupiter, who was washing away his sweat by entering the cold spring naked, lay an object thicker and thicker than the horn of Amalthea.
“…Gulp.”
The nymph’s belly began to throb little by little.
“Ah, divine…!”
In front of the god’s majesty, a mere nymph could only swallow her saliva.
Even if it was a child she breastfed and raised herself, it was a god.
