Greek and Roman Mythology

King Kernin looks at the young man who appeared next to him.

He was a suspicious man.

He reached down the wall, saying that the young man covering his body with black hair, red eyes, and black clothing would help him.

From his arms, darkness rises like a flame, and at the same time, a black wall rises in front of the soldiers guarding the breached gates beneath the walls.

"Is that..."

The king mutters and looks down with unbelievable eyes.

Is that a natural ability?

I thought, are you one of those who deal with rare abilities like magic?

Dionysus' followers rush in as the black wall rises.

The Centauri slam into the wall with their powerful thrust and bounce off.

The fairies use magic to strike at the black wall, but they don't budge.

The eyes of the king who saw it opened in horror.

Is it really that strong of a natural ability?

Then Dionysus frowned and raised his hand.

The tree trunk that broke through the gate grew through the ground and wrapped around a black wall.

The king who saw it sighed.

Even if a wall made of natural abilities prevents Centauri raids and magical attacks by fairies, it cannot stop God's attack.

Many of those who use their natural abilities have strong powers, but no one has heard of them surpassing God.

A sacred force emanates from the vine clinging to the black wall and begins to exert enormous power.

As the king expects, the Black Wall suddenly begins to crack.

"Not a chance."

I felt the sacred power from the young man next to me.

The golden black wall has been restored to its original state, rattling around with a feeling of power that humans cannot feel.

The tree trunk struggles to bring down the Black Wall, but the sacred Black Wall stands firm.

Then the young man next to me took his hand away.

"Y-you... what the hell."

"Me? Who do you think? After all, no one seems to know you're here, so you're still not famous."

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. The king rolled his head for a long time.

God is sure.

Wait a minute.

Apparently, they're building a temple in Athens for the God of Darkness.

Name.

It was a very unusual name to see in Greece.

I hesitated and opened my mouth to the young man with a face I wasn't sure about.

"Ryu...?"

"Oh, you still do."

Ryu finally let go of his comrade, seeing the king who recognized him.

Yeah, that's how you get famous.

But I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

I thought I was famous, but I still have to live like a nameless god.

I'm going to have to work hard.

[Assist the nation with Kernin and increase the influence of the king and his soldiers.]

[Dionysus' followers and their affection for Dionysus decreases.]

It doesn't matter if it decreases or not.

You turn off the system message and walk forward looking down the wall.

I said, "The king is dangerous from behind," but don't worry, you won't get hurt by falling from this height, and you won't be attacked by enemies.

You look toward Dionysus, looking at the soldiers and warriors sighing for relief in front of the shattered gates.

She's also looking this way.

Fortunately, it's not hostile.

It was just that much to be wary of meeting strangers.

"This is the first time we've met, right? Nice to meet you, Dionysus."

"No, I'm not happy to see you first."

"Not the first time?"

The currents tilt their heads in response to her grumpy reply.

Strange.

I've never met her in my own memory.

I looked at her, but she seemed to be telling the truth.

And there was something that came to mind in a hurry.

Not only Dionysus, but Artemis and Demeter said the same thing.

"Oh, right. Was that when you saw it?"

"If that's when you first came to Olympus as a god, yes."

The currents nod.

I made a very strong impression on the gods that had gathered there.

Humans may not know themselves, but most gods know themselves.

"I see. But I have no choice but to say it's a pleasure to see you again."

"Well, again, I'm not happy about it."

"Hmm? Why?"

Dionysus asks, "What a pathetic man. I looked at him.

She scowls, but smiles softly. She frowns.

"Thanks to you, I'm the only bad girl." "

"I'm sorry about that. But you know I had no choice, right?"

"Hmmm, I just wanted to clear the way and have a festival. That's how big you got when you left."

Currents hardened their faces to Dionysus' words.

What if we just opened the street and had a festival?

I couldn't agree with her completely.

"Do you really think so? Is it right to hold a festival where you haven't even had a funeral?"

"How long does it take to get a funeral? I don't understand how long it takes to wait a week or three days."

The currents' eyes were frowning.

"What's the courtesy of the dead? Why not throw a festival when you have to clean up the memory of the dead and let them go?"

"Isn't that obvious? I made the first drink because I wanted people to quickly forget their sadness and have a pleasant life. As long as the lifespan is set, the dead end up dead. You can only hold on to sad memories. It's wise to forget quickly and live in reality. Why do you think we're having a festival? By enjoying the festival, comforting the souls of the dead, and by drinking, we forget everything. And tomorrow we live for ourselves."

"Wrong."

Currents smiled bitterly at Dionysus' words.

I can't empathize.

The current couldn't sympathize with her words.

She's right, too.

She wasn't wrong either.

It is not a bad idea to comfort the souls of the dead through the festival and drink and forget about the dead and live toward tomorrow after the festival.

But...

It is also important to think more than a few hours deeply about the sadness.

I also know because I've been through that grief.

When my sister died, she cried and mourned for days.

And we also know that it doesn't go away because it's fun to play or drink.

Sadness must overcome itself without borrowing the power of drinking.

Most importantly, humans, unlike Dionysus, can't get rid of everything in one day.

In the end, the next day, we have to drink alcohol to forget about the dead, and the next day, we have to drink alcohol.

So that's it.

Dionysus and her followers were annoyed and disgusted.

He hid it with a smile that did not express such emotions.

Dionysus questioned the question as if the current was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

"Dionysus, I can't explain it. It's too hard and too hard to explain. But I do know that the death you think is not so light."

"… is this the difference between values? This is the disagreement between you being a god in humans and me being a god from the beginning."

"Haha, there's nothing I can do."

Currents leaned against the wall, smiling softly at her words.

If someone pushes you behind you, you look as if you're about to fall straight down the wall.

"We're done talking, so what are you going to do? You gonna back out of here or what?"

"Oh, do I have to back off?"

"Of course."

The current nods forcefully.

"Oh my! Why?"

"That's because I have power, isn't it? A strong man takes everything and decides everything."

"Is that what you want to say?"

"I heard you correctly. Make a decision."

Area declarations were used while tapping the feet.

At that point, the floor on the wall darkened.

I could feel the king and his soldiers flinching back on the chaotic ground, but I didn't need to worry, so I triggered a Ignorant skill.

This is my domain, my place of will.

More than a million Mana have been cut in half in a heartbeat, and close to 1,000 weapons have emerged.

Spears, swords, arrows... It's hard to find the same shape.

The soldiers' organs seemed to flinch with the movement of the currents and be hurled towards the ground soon.

"Dionysus, you won't have to die to come back alive, but if you don't want to see your followers die, you'd better back off."

Dionysus smiles brightly at the warning of the currents and stares fiercely at the currents.

"Arrogant."

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Anak blah blah

I know my brother. He's going to college.

I explained my application to college, and it took me two hours to figure it out.

Oops, 12644; Or.....

As I write this, I feel limited by myself.

I can't talk about death, how I dare not talk about it, how I dare to overcome grief in any way, but I just wrote down my thoughts.

Sorry for the lack of writing.

Q. You keep getting it wrong...

A. I'm sorry....... I keep getting it wrong.

Q. gkgngh: It's my birthday!

A. Congratulations and have a great day. Okay, I'll put up some more today.

Q. Once we stop the enthusiastic drunks and make a wish and let the queen live, we won't need a funeral, so we can have a festival, a congregation of saints, and a liking for both. I think I'll be able to hear Hades' noises later.

A. I have no intention of reviving the dead. There is a greater risk of conflict with Hades.

Q. Don't you have sex on the clouds?

A. I did it outdoors. On the clouds... to do it? It's going to rain.

Q. What if I use a spike at the broken gate to block the door instead of the gate?...... Can't it be because of the shock wave??

A. All the children in front of the blasted gate will fly away and die from the shock wave.