Chapter 272: Sorry, It Was My Fault
The extremely shocked Goddess of Night suddenly felt her entire body enveloped by a bone-chilling coldness, almost completely freezing her.
Endless grievance and bitterness, like the bursting banks of the Underworld River, churned tumultuously in her heart, nearly overflowing from the depths of her heart.
She could even feel as if bitter water was pouring inward along her heart petals, filling her chest with stuffiness and chilling her heart.
For a moment, she felt all the strength in her body instantly drained away, leaving only a dizzying sensation of vertigo.
Those bright and beautiful phoenix eyes, always carrying charm within nobility, uncontrollably clouded over with a shimmering layer of watery hue, soaked through by mist…
She wanted to say “you dare,” but feared He would turn and leave without a word.
She wanted to yield, yet was deeply hurt by this “heartlessness.”
She only felt as if her throat was being strangled by something.
She could say nothing more.
But after just two or three breaths, Zeus already embraced her once more in his arms with an even more domineering, forceful, and wild posture!
That strength was so great it even made her feel real pain.
It was a force as if to crush her divine body, kneading her from skin and bones to divinity inch by inch into His embrace, thoroughly blending her into flesh and blood, fusing her into the crevices of bones—an utterly irresistible intensity.
The pain was real, tangible pain.
Yet surging from the pain was the solidity of possession. Her despairing heart welcomed the light of hope once again.
Immediately after, the most tender, most affectionate words, like the warmest spring breeze, brushed against her ear: “To walk into your heart, would that be good?”
She blurted out about to say “good,” but the God King’s gentle words continued.
“My Nyx, you have always been in my heart. But why is it so difficult for me to walk into your heart?”
“Every day, I must handle matters great and small of the universe, combing through each of those newborn laws one by one and integrating them into the Heavenly Dao Order. I truly am endlessly busy.”
The God King held the goddess in his embrace even tighter, his voice even softer. “My dearest goddess, look—aren’t all the things I say delusions? Haven’t the universe’s laws, under my effort, become ever more advanced and prosperous?”
“I want the universe to become better, more prosperous, and more vibrant.”
“And all of this is so that I can enjoy this eternal beauty together with you whom I love, with our child, and with all the gods we cherish.”
The God King’s chest pressed against the Goddess of Night, every word carrying scorching heat. “I know how much you yearn for prosperity and vibrancy—how could I bear for you not to enjoy all this? I only want you to enjoy even better things!”
“Even amid so much busyness, your shadow in my heart forever drifts back and forth. Every moment, it tugs at my heartstrings.”
“When I walk, it’s you; when I sit, it’s you. My longing for you always leaves me distressed.”
“See, with just this tiny bit of leisure, I rushed right over to find you. Because my longing for you always subjects me to endless torment.”
“Such torment, even I as God King cannot bear. It’s like falling into Tartarus, enduring that eternal emptiness and pain.”
With that, this silver-tongued philandering God King suddenly let out a deep, long sigh.
He said wistfully: “My love, my Nyx. The reason I come to you is because your tenderness is something I can never forget. It is my eternal treasure, impossible to abandon, just like my kingship.”
“Your tenderness is my most precious, most intoxicating, and most coveted sweet wine. As long as I am here with you, all my divinity will be enveloped by your sea of tender affection.”
“And only here with you can I cast aside all worries and pressures, thinking of nothing at all.”
“Because you always dote on me and tolerate me with your broadest and softest embrace.”
The God King suddenly shook his head vigorously, his face contorted in agony, his voice warmer yet his tone more bitter and heavy: “Nyx, Nyx, my love, you make me suffer too much.”
“My love for you is so unquestionable, so deep. Night envelops me, yet I never thought of separation.”
“But what were you just saying? What were you just doing?”
“You even don’t want to nestle in my embrace anymore!”
“After we endured the pain of longing and finally embraced, you actually had the heart to let me leave!”
“Cruel Nyx, heartless you—why must you be so ruthless to me?”
“Please, please tell me, what must I do to truly walk into your heart?”
“My beloved Nyx, where has your spring-water-like tenderness gone? Where has that unique doting and compliance you have for me gone?”
“Why, every time we meet again, must you use such cold words and actions to harm my heart?”
“Am I truly so loathsome to you? Do you truly have not even the slightest bit of tolerant love for me?”
After being tightly embraced by her beloved God King once more, the Goddess of Night clung desperately to Zeus, gripping His garments firmly, afraid of losing this indispensable embrace again.
The God King’s strength was great; the tight embrace pained her, but she felt even more grateful and joyful.
The departing God King had let the most terrifying void and helplessness envelop her once more, tangibly.
This terrifying feeling far surpassed the pain of jealousy.
She quietly listened to her beloved God King’s sincere words, gradually feeling that she had gone too far.
Her endless grievance, like rising tide, swiftly receded under her beloved God King’s “tearful accusation.”
The shrewd God King’s deeply affectionate words that scorched her ears turned the next wave of tide surging toward her into deep guilt sufficient to drown her.
Under this philandering God King’s combination of soothing and striking, this pure-hearted Great Mother Goddess truly began to self-reflect.
And she reflected very seriously, very profoundly.
‘Could it be… could it really be that I was wrong?’
‘It seems so… Zeus, He… He truly doesn’t have it easy.’
‘He has always been busy for the entire universe; the universe’s laws have indeed increased greatly, and the world has become ever more prosperous.’
‘He does this for us too.’
‘Was I too hasty? It seems… yes, I was.’
‘A mere one or two years, for us, is but a nap.’
‘Yet I urged Him repeatedly, questioned Him, even threatened Him, forgetting His duties and burdens.’
‘He finally came once, and I said such heartless, excessive words…’
‘This…’
The God King, secretly observing the changes in the goddess’s expression in his embrace, saw this pure-hearted Great Mother Goddess’s expression shift from helpless fear to gentleness, even gradually clouding with a layer of guilt.
He decisively pressed his advantage!
“Sigh—”
As if his heart were utterly wounded, He let out another long sigh filled with fatigue and disappointment.
“Sigh, my love, my love. If this love of mine makes you feel heavy, then I… can only apologize to you.”
“If you have never loved me, then… how could I ever walk into your heart?”
“Is the only way to not make you feel heavy… to leave?”
This word “leave” was like hurling a snowball into his embrace, chilling Nyx so much she shuddered violently.
Her heart trembled violently without cease; in an instant, endless apprehension surged back like a tide, submerging her entire divine form.
Her slender jade fingers hurriedly gripped Zeus’s garments even tighter, her knuckles paling from the force.
Her already pale, peerless face grew even whiter, without a trace of other color, like clear frost pressed upon white jade.
She cried out in shock: “No! My love! My Zeus! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
“It’s my fault! I was unreasonable! I’m sorry! Please, please don’t say that!”
The completely subdued goddess’s tone grew ever more urgent: “How could you not be in my heart? Can’t you feel it? When we fully merge, in the depths of my divinity, there is only your existence as the sole god!”
She took a deep breath, her chest trembling lightly, and said urgently in a lowered voice: “Your love would never make me feel heavy! Because your love only fills me with boundless satisfaction!”
“All my happiness, all my joy, all my fulfillment exist only because of your love for me!”
“I’m sorry, my love… truly sorry.” With that, she took her beloved God King’s large hand and held it to her heart.
She pressed it steadily against her heart position, where the softest surges of night tide and true affection pulsed.
In those phoenix eyes, always sharp and majestic, there remained only utmost tenderness and vulnerability, her gaze shimmering with waves, full of plea.
She gazed up at her beloved God King, begging softly: “Zeus~ You are my God King, my master, my everything! Please, I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong.”
“Please forgive me, alright? I won’t ever do it again! I promise you, I will never utter a single stupid word in your presence again!”
The majestic, dignified, coldly glamorous, and nobly supreme ruler of night, the incarnation of night, in this moment seemed like a Daughter of the Ocean, transformed into that tenderly charming soft night hue.
With a posture nearly humble, she laid everything of herself bare without reservation before this her sole master.
She gently rocked her divine body, guiding Zeus’s large hand to the place He loved most and where her abundance could be felt most keenly.
She coquettishly lowered her gaze in submission, her voice soft as White Clouds: “Father God… my great Father… please forgive your ignorant Nyx, alright?”
“Please… please truly feel Nyx’s love for you~”
“And please… please continue to generously bestow your precious love upon Nyx~”
