Chapter 263: My Love, You, Are My Supreme Father!
Hearing this, the several goddesses all pretended to sigh, saying in a tone that was both helpless and moved: “Alright, alright, who can blame Father God for always doting on you the most? However, for this matter, you should still think it over carefully.”
“Next time if there’s an opportunity, if you really don’t want to, you must speak up in time. We… we are willing to share the burden for you!”
Atropos waved her little hand confidently, both proud and self-assured: “Don’t worry! Leave it all to me! Next time there’s a chance, we’ll do it again!”
“Mm… however, next time, we still need to be a bit more cautious.”
As she spoke, she subconsciously rubbed her little butt that still hurt a little.
The five goddesses exchanged glances secretly, all holding back with effort, barely managing not to burst out laughing on the spot.
Inside the Hall, Zeus and Themis heard the children’s wonderful “loud conspiracy” outside the Hall crystal clear.
In the end, they couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud at the same time.
Themis nestled in Zeus’s embrace, smiling as she said: “This silly child always likes to think she’s so clever.”
Zeus’s face was full of doting amusement: “She’s a bit silly, sure. But I think this child’s fearless nature has a bit of me in it. Being a little mischievous and lively isn’t a bad thing.”
Themis gave Zeus a charming glance, her eyes holding wind and also lust: “You just keep spoiling her. If you indulge her like this any longer, sooner or later she’ll get you into huge trouble.”
Zeus chuckled softly, affectionately pecking the lovely face of his dear Goddess of Justice, mumbling: “With the children by your side, under your hardworking guidance, I’m not afraid they’ll truly turn bad.”
“They are our children, with the best nature, raised under your knee by the most just and flawless you—how could they ever go astray.”
The God King’s tone grew even softer: “Dear Themis, my beloved, my most precious treasure. This time, with all matters weighing on your shoulders, you’ve truly suffered hardship.”
“Everything is thanks to you. Having you by my side is my eternal luck. Thank you, my beloved Themis, my beloved.”
The most tender Themis raised her hand, using her slender jade fingers to gently cover Zeus’s lips.
In her golden eyes was undisguised deep affection, enough to melt ancient glaciers: “My love, please don’t say such words to me. Being able to do what I can for you, for all living beings in this universe, satisfies me greatly—I do it willingly.”
The Goddess of Justice suddenly took the initiative, stretching out both arms to wrap around His neck, offering a fragrant kiss with immense passion.
Heat spread from their lips and teeth; this sudden infatuation first surprised Zeus, then utterly captivated him.
After a long while, the Goddess of Justice finally parted from her beloved God King.
The Goddess of Justice pressed herself tightly against Zeus’s broad chest, her heartbeat questioning his heartbeat.
In an immensely affectionate tone, with utmost seriousness, she confessed:
“Zeus, my love, my supreme master, my most loving and generous father.”
“In the past, I too once imagined what this universe should become. What form should the universe’s order take?”
“My Father God, the former first God King, once Ruler of Spirituality—Uranus.”
“It was He, together with our most revered Mother Goddess Gaia, who jointly built the universe’s initial order.”
“The universe thus had a beginning.”
“Yet He never truly held this universe in His heart. The lofty Him seemed able to see only the Mother Goddess in His eyes. Even so, that was far from equal love.”
“As for us… we, as His creations, weren’t even worthy of the corner of His eye.”
“How powerful He was. No god, no matter which, He could erase with a mere thought.”
“He didn’t care about anything, doing everything solely by His whims. His overly rampant love and desire always made Him do as one pleases, without restraint.”
“All the gods in the universe, in that endless despair and fear, cast everything aside and exerted all their strength to overthrow Him.”
“‘Titan’,” Themis’s voice carried a trace of history’s desolation, “this title that now represents nobility and glory throughout the universe.”
“But do You know? At its birth, this name meant ‘coward,’ ‘timid one,’ ‘trembler.'”
“Because in that era, no matter who, before that Ruler of Spirituality who did as one pleases, could only… tremble.”
“We weren’t noble by birth; despair forced us to grow.”
The charming Themis tenderly stroked her beloved Zeus’s cheek.
In those golden eyes that judge all spirits and decree the laws of destiny, there was now only tenderness enough to melt everything.
She said softly: “My beloved, Your father, the Second Generation God King Cronus. He was once the youngest and most radiant existence among us Titans. He was just like You now.”
“You both have the same, most brilliant golden hair and golden eyes. He was once the most courageous god among us, the most resolute, the most wisdom-rich god.”
“After our revered Mother Goddess set that mad scheme to overthrow Father God.”
“When all His siblings shrank back in fear, it was He alone who took on that most terrifying and difficult burden.”
“It was He who faced our unspeakable, unviewable Father God, terrifying like a nightmare.”
“It was He who separated the suppressed sky and despairing earth; it was He who used Primal Demise to thoroughly sever our Father God’s most vigorous love and desires.”
“After the war, we sincerely revered Him as the Second Generation God King. For all us gods admitted that in courage and resolve, we were no match for Him.”
“He indeed ushered in a brand-new era. As the ‘God King of Creation,’ He created many new lives, giving the dead universe true vitality for the first time.”
“Those newborn living beings greatly alleviated we ancient gods’ divinity, on the verge of madness from eternal loneliness.”
“At that time, He was a God King beyond question. We revered Him; all living beings worshiped Him.”
“But…” Themis’s voice took on an indescribable sorrow, “soon, after He grasped all power and strength, He began to become… more and more like our Father God.”
“More and more like that self-centered, tyrannical God King who acted alone.”
“The new order He established soon began to turn corrupt and brutal. I saw it all too clearly: how dark, how wrong that order was.”
“But I was powerless to resist. All I could do was leave Mount Othrys in disappointment, that seat built on devourment and fear.”
“Even now, I have no doubt that without Your arrival, in the end, all us gods would surely have been thoroughly devoured by Him one after another.”
“His greed surpassed even our Father God’s. He wanted to possess everything, everything.”
At this point, her voice seemed lightly brushed by ancient windswept sands; the Sacred Justice Goddess, renowned for her steadfast resilience, revealed a rare softness and helplessness from the past.
Subconsciously, she nestled even tighter into her beloved God King’s embrace.
As if once again enveloped by the helplessness of those dark years.
But now, she had absolute reliance.
Zeus said nothing, simply gently lifting his dear Goddess of Justice in his arms, striding to the supreme Divine Seat and sitting down.
He steadily held the flawless Just Order in his embrace, like guarding the world’s most precious treasure, his palm gently stroking her waterfall-like golden hair, listening quietly in silence.
The delicate Themis clung tightly to her beloved God King’s chest, quiet for a moment until her breathing synced with the God King’s heartbeat, then softly said: “Later, You came.”
“My love, it was You. You, like a lightning bolt tearing through eternal night, appeared in our world. You saved we who awaited in despair; You saved the entire universe on the brink of demise; You…”
Themis’s red lips gently pressed against Zeus’s lips.
Trembling in her voice, in an utterly moving and resolute tone, she said: “My hero, my God King, it was You… who saved ‘Order’.”
“It was You who ended that endless darkness and brutality, ended that absolute dictatorship and greed.”
“It was also You who created a brand-new order. The most glorious, most brilliant, most sacred, most just, most great order.”
“My love, You are my supreme father!”
Zeus had been listening quietly all along; often, He was a very good listener.
But hearing this, He could no longer bear it.
He suddenly leaned down, turning thunder into tenderness, forcefully kissing his beloved goddess.
It was a wild and forceful posture, as if to thoroughly and eternally merge this goddess symbolizing “Order,” all of her, into His own Divine Body and divinity.
And “Order” responded with His most tender, most passionate, and most resolute response.
She wrapped her arms around her beloved God King’s neck, letting two tides of divinity clash between their lips and teeth, rippling in circle after circle.
After a long, long while, They finally parted.
The slightly panting Goddess of Order greedily nestled in her God King’s embrace, continuing in a dreamlike murmur: “My love, once upon a time, I was so afraid, so afraid You’d be corrupted by that poison of power too.”
“So afraid, so afraid You’d change, become different from the beginning. Become another terrifying God King that frightens me, strange yet familiar.”
“But You didn’t change.”
