Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 1: The Secret Cradle
Crete.
At this time, this island did not yet have this name; it was merely an unnamed serene place in the vast universe.
An infant was peacefully lying in a cradle meticulously woven from gold.
However, the situation of this small life at this moment was anything but ordinary.
That golden cradle was ingeniously suspended among the branches of a sturdy ash tree, with swaying tree shadows like gentle arms, properly shielding this tiny figure.
He was neither in the vast sky, nor on the solid earth, nor in the netherworld’s abyss, nor sinking and floating in the endless seawater.
Only such an exquisite method of concealment could allow this child to cleverly evade the sharp and profound gaze of the supreme god king who ruled over all things in the universe—God King Cronus—under the invisible protection of the greatest Earth Mother Goddess Gaia and Lady of Night Nyx.
Below the cradle, a golden female goat was quietly lying.
Her golden fur gleamed with a soft luster, appearing extremely beautiful and gentle; at this moment, she was slightly closing her eyes, feigning sleep, like a golden sculpture.
Around them, several Curetes held gleaming battle axes or sharp spears, as well as heavy bronze shields, loyally and vigilantly guarding.
They were born from the tears of the great goddess of “flow,” “vitality,” “operation,” “movement”—the great Goddess Queen Rhea.
Back then, when this future greatest goddess secretly gave birth to this child in the Dikteon Cave, those crystalline teardrops shed from reluctance and grief fell upon the earth, giving birth to these mighty demigods.
The Curetes were born as mighty demigods.
However, even with demigod bodies, in the coming era of great change, their greatest role would only be to quickly hide Him in the depths of the Ideon Andron on the island when the child cried.
Then, they would strike their shields forcefully with their weapons at the cave entrance, perform wild war dances, and shout earth-shaking war songs, doing their utmost to cover the resounding cries of the young lord that could echo across the region.
For the war of the gods about to unfold, the role these demigods could play was limited to this.
Two ash tree nymphs born from the blood of the great Heavenly Father Uranus were now guarding the child closely on either side.
They were true gods.
One was the gentle and charming Adrasteia, her face like a budding flower bud, her eyes flowing with tenderness.
The other was the beautiful and elegant Ida, her figure light and graceful, all her actions filled with endless patience and loving-kindness.
And the lesser god created by the Mother Goddess Gaia herself, another true deity—the god of honey Melisseus.
He tirelessly worked hard, collecting and refining spiritual “honey” that only gods could enjoy, and this nectar full of earth’s essence was loyally and reverently offered by him to this young god.
Although this world was already sufficiently perfect, it was still in a period of continuous expansion and perfection.
The world at this time was far from reaching its final vastness, yet to evolve into such extreme breadth.
In the near future, it would take nine days and nine nights for a bronze anvil to fall from the sky to the earth.
And to pierce through the underworld from the earth and plunge into the deepest Tartarus would also take nine days and nine nights.
From the world’s highest point to its lowest, that was a distant 11.85 trillion kilometers.
Of course, at this time point, the world’s scale was far from so immense, and its development had not yet reached perfection.
At this time, the distance between the upper and lower realms was roughly just over 30 billion kilometers.
At this moment, this young god’s pair of golden eyes were staring straight at the distant sky.
Deep in His pupils, there faintly flowed strange and inexplicable radiance, containing mysterious rhythms.
The sky, that supreme existence, was still tirelessly ascending upward, continuously widening the distance from the earth.
The sky seemed to harbor some profound “opinion” toward the earth, so He resolutely wanted to stay away from the earth, and truly and persistently put this will into action, causing the spaces of up and down in the world to continuously expand.
At the same time, the spatial dimensions of front, back, left, and right in the world were also growing synchronously, with the universe’s veins silently extending rapidly in all directions.
The massive ocean current encircling the entire world was precisely the great Heavenly Father Uranus and the Mother of Matter Gaia’s eldest son—Oceanus.
He was the eldest of the Titan gods, moreover the brother of the current second-generation god king Cronus, the father of all rivers and freshwater in the universe.
This vast ocean current, head connected to tail and self-contained, was like an endless giant serpent, encircling and covering the entire edge of the world, wrapping the earth.
In His slow, eternal unchanging operation, He continuously opened up chaos, gradually transforming those chaotic voids in a state of half-existence into real matter bit by bit.
And that Mount Othrys, piercing straight into the sky, towering into the clouds, as majestic as the upper heaven itself, was also rising synchronously with the upper heaven’s continuous ascent, now the eternal pillar between heaven and earth.
At this time, the golden-eyed child was gazing at this divine mountain, which, though immensely distant, could still be seen by all sentient beings in the world, making all sentient beings look up to it.
The majestic posture of this divine mountain was beyond words; its mountain ranges’ spectacular sight was unimaginable even to the utmost imagination of mortals.
This was the abode of the supreme gods.
The abode of the supreme Titans.
The center of cosmic order.
Now, the god king residing atop this divine mountain had completely suppressed the Mother of Matter, Earth Mother Goddess, creator of all things—the supreme Earth Mother Goddess Gaia.
All living beings, all sentient beings, and all that existed in the world’s reality, as well as intangible gods like darkness and night, aether elements.
All had to bow and submit at the feet of this second-generation god king who overthrew the heavens, not daring the slightest defiance.
He was the son of the supreme Heavenly Father Uranus, son of the sacred Mother of All Gaia, king of the Titans, second-generation ruler of the universe, ruler of the Golden Age, precursor to the father of the gods, supreme mighty one, great courageous one, cunning father-slayer, great god of creation, god of growth, god of harvest, god of reaping—Cronus!
（Cronus is not Chronos; Cronus ancient Greek: Κρόνος; Romanized: Krónos; Latin: Cronus; English: Kronos; Chronos ancient Greek: Χρόνος; English name: Chronos / Khronos）.
The child’s pair of golden eyes focused on that divine mountain for a moment. Then, a loud cry broke the forest’s tranquility.
He was hungry.
However, even this earth-shaking cry was just a dry wail without tears; His crying was merely a reminder.
The ash tree nymph Ida who was waiting nearby immediately hurriedly lifted the golden cradle and flew toward the Ida cave, with Adrasteia closely following behind.
The golden goat Amalthea, who had been feigning sleep, instantly leaped up; her agile body like golden lightning, bounding toward the cave.
Her speed was swifter than the gale; behind her as she ran, the hurricane she stirred plowed deep furrows in the earth.
Those several Curetes, these demigods, immediately began wild war dances, their arms swinging as they forcefully struck their giant shields with deafening clamor.
Their mouths continuously shouted passionate war songs, doing their utmost to drown out the shocking cry of the young lord.
These demigods’ shouts echoed for hundreds of li around, the entire Crete shaking with the rhythm of their dance steps.
However, these minor demigods’ slight movements were merely superficial cover.
The true concealment and protection of this child came from the supreme Mother Goddess Gaia and the primordial goddess Nyx.
Under their earth’s protection and the laws of endless darkness’s shielding, it was possible to cover this child’s voice that could alarm the god king.
After Ida ran into the cave, she extremely gently lifted the child out of the golden cradle.
The golden goat Amalthea then meekly knelt before the child, offering her miraculous horn to the child’s mouth.
Sweet milk then flowed endlessly from this divine horn, the milk emitting a strange sweet and clear fragrance in the air.
The god of honey Melisseus promptly brought the honey he had carefully extracted; under his divine power’s guidance, the golden honey for gods flowed over the horn, perfectly fusing with the milk, and was drunk together by this young god.
After a satisfying meal, the child contentedly closed his golden eyes again, falling back into deep sleep.
This child, He was the incarnated laws birthed by the second-generation god king Cronus and Goddess Queen Rhea.
During the gestation of this child, the god king infused his own laws, including creation, agriculture, growth, harvest, abundance, reaping, courage, fertility, breeding, and also fire, sea, earthquake, darkness, shadow, etc.
While Goddess Queen Rhea possessed flow, vitality, operation, movement—these supreme cosmic foundational order laws.
This child, from birth, possessed immense power unimaginable to ordinary people.
His cry could echo through heaven and earth; every unintentional struggle was enough to directly smash to death those guarding Curetes demigods.
Only the supreme Heavenly Father Uranus, incarnation of the heavens, first heavenly father, first god lord, incarnated embodiment of the universe’s most fundamental rules—only the ash tree nymphs born from His blood could barely serve as His nannies, barely enduring the terrifying divine power He unconsciously emitted.
And merely to satisfy His physical development required a true deity—the god of honey Melisseus—to extract essence containing earth’s vitality to feed Him.
But this still wasn’t enough; it also required the goddess created personally by Earth Mother Goddess Gaia, of status equivalent to a deity—the golden goat Amalthea.
Plus this goat goddess’s sweet milk for feeding, only then could it barely meet this child’s astonishing growth needs.
Since Goddess Rhea gave birth to this child, an unknown amount of time had passed.
In this current era, the world was still not perfect enough; time held almost no meaning for the gods.
However, since matter evolved from the void and the universe began to operate, that formless and intangible time had already silently demonstrated its power, like an invisible giant hand, pushing the gears of destiny.
The predestined fateful outcome was drawing ever closer to that immensely powerful second-generation god king.
Only because
Zeus’s will must be fulfilled.
Zeus’s will cannot be blocked.
Everything is Zeus’s will!
（Zeus reference image）
Notes about this book~
Dear readers, this book contains a lot of my effort; preparations began last November, and I read a large number of Greek mythology tomes, a full dozen or so.
I only opened the book after full preparation; I never fight unprepared battles.
Bought many authoritative books, only to later discover there were e-versions, cheaper and more convenient than paper ones（manual facepalm）.
Now this book’s outline and settings are all done.
I made four mind maps: character settings and relationships, timeline and storylines, protagonist growth line, and overall settings.
Total themes nearly six hundred, over forty thousand characters.
Can’t reveal to avoid spoilers for now, but those who know me, the old readers in the reader group, all know my style—it’s absolutely real.
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