Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Demigod, a term used sometimes to describe a state and other times to describe a race. And in this age, since the first mortal born with innate divinity had not yet come into being, demigod naturally refers to the latter.

Any first-generation descendant of a deity can be called a demigod, and Deucalion was such an existence.

Long before Prometheus attempted to deceive the gods, the Goddess of Foresight, like Epimetheus, had advised against it. However, unlike the Afterthinker, when persuasion proved fruitless, Pronoia directly sought refuge in the reclusive abode of Iapetus, seeking the protection of this Titan deity.

She did not return to the ocean because, after learning the secret of faith, Pronoia was no longer allowed to approach the sea. Deucalion, on the other hand, chose to stay behind, because he always believed in his father’s wisdom.

“That is a real pity, but I believe he will, like his father, achieve his own with something other than strength,”

Having offered words of comfort, Aglaea resumed her conversation with Pandora, and her two sisters also joined them.

The garden was already half traversed when suddenly, Thalia seemed to remember something and couldn’t help but ask,

“Pandora, I heard Lord Hades gave you a jar?”

“Yes, that’s right, do you want to take a look?”

A smile played on her lips, for regarding this treasure bestowed by Hades, Pandora was understandably proud.

Ever since he went to the Underworld, Hades had interacted less with the gods above, but he still remembered to send her a gift, which was also a pleasing matter.

“Of course, I’ve been curious about it for a long time.”

Nodding, Thalia continued,

“Is it true that another Principal God of the Underworld added an extra, very precious item into it at the time?”

“A treasure, perhaps, but I also don’t know what that might be.”

In her memory, what Liana had placed inside the jar was a shimmering illusion that was not quite clear, thus Pandora could only shake her head.

“Haven’t you tried opening it to take a look?”

Interest piqued, Thalia couldn’t help but suggest.

“Lord Hades cautioned that the jar must not be opened.”

Declining the idea, although Pandora was also curious about what exactly was hidden inside that allowed such an ordinary clay jar to absorb disaster and misfortune, she remembered the Divine King’s injunction and had thus never made an unwarranted move.

“I understand, but Hades did not explain why it cannot be opened, did he?”

Not caring too much, in Thalia’s memory, nothing in the Chaos World prior existed that would bring disaster upon opening it.

As for mortals, she truly had not thought about them.

“Maybe there’s an even more precious treasure inside. Moreover, since the Divine King didn’t prevent another Principal God of the Underworld from adding a gift, it must not contain any danger, I presume.”

Pandora was somewhat tempted, but she shook her head in refusal again, which made Thalia a bit displeased. After gazing at the beautiful woman in front of her, she said indifferently,

“That’s right, after all, you’re not of the Deity Race, and you inevitably have various concerns, but they are truly unnecessary. I wonder what purpose the Father God had in mind in having the gods create you.”

“Perhaps, but as a goddess yourself, you don’t seem to have made the gods regard you any differently. Why don’t you go ask Lord Hades yourself what’s really inside, to satisfy my curiosity as well?”

Although she faced a deity, Pandora felt no fear. With the blessing given to her by Hestia, this deity with meager divine power simply couldn’t trouble her.

“You—”

Thalia’s complexion didn’t look very good, and for a moment, the atmosphere became awkward. Aglaea and Euphrosyne pulled her away, and the argument didn’t continue.

However, under such an atmosphere, the three Graces didn’t stay much longer. They simply made a quick tour of the garden and then returned to Olympus.

Fortunately, although Epimetheus was not present, the Divine King had sent them to visit Pandora, thus the three goddesses themselves also felt they had fulfilled Zeus’s request.

Standing at the garden’s entrance, Pandora watched the three figures leave, feeling a mix of anger and sadness. Thalia’s rudeness was certainly unpleasant, but there was a reason for her behavior, after all, women of wisdom in Chaos World were either deities or Nymphs.

And the Nymphs’ purpose was to serve as the servants of the gods.

“What’s wrong, did something happen today?”

Startled by the voice that suddenly rose behind her, Pandora quickly realized that the newcomer was Epimetheus.

“Weren’t you supposed to be out for quite a while?”

“The gods from Mount Olympus came to visit you earlier; if they had known you’d be back now, they surely would have stayed a while longer.”

“That’s unfortunate.”

He smiled lightly, Epimetheus glanced at the departing streaks of light in the sky and continued to ask,

“What did you talk about with them?”

“The eldest of the three Graces, Thalia, was curious about Hades’ gift. Lord Hades has explicitly said not to open it.”

Feeling somewhat aggrieved, Pandora hoped to find comfort from Epimetheus, but the result left her disappointed.