The Era of Coexistence between Gods and Humans!
Argo,
Clearly, this is why Promise swore an unbreakable oath to the gods in this era, to follow Jason down the mountain and accompany him back to the kingdom of Iolcos.
In fact, there was a bit of trickery in his' oath.
Because this story, which shocked all of ancient Greece and has been passed down to modern times, is essentially about Jason reclaiming his rightful throne from his uncle Pelias.
Therefore, Promises' oath successfully tied him to the Argo, ensuring that he would board the Argo and leave his mark on this legendary tale!
But beyond that, he had another plan.
He had long realized that in this world, in this divine age of ancient Greece, there was an unavoidable topic for any hero.
And that topic was the gods!
Yes, this is ancient Greece, the divine age.
It was an era where gods and humans coexist!
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Mount Olympus,
In the Temple of Fate.
Clad in a pure white Grecian robe, Atropos stood respectfully before the queen with beautiful golden curls flowing from beneath her crown.
Atropos, the eldest of the three Fates in Greek mythology, was a calm and meticulous goddess, holding the spindle of fate and responsible for cutting the thread of life.
"Honorable Queen Hera..."
Atropos gazed at the goddess who had suddenly visited, one of the twelve Olympian gods, the goddess of marriage and childbirth, co-ruler of Olympus with Zeus, and the third queen of ancient Greek mythology—Hera!
And spoke respectfully, "Is there something you need from me?"
Hera's amber eyes looked at the goddess in white before her, and she spoke in a gentle yet authoritative tone, "Athena sent me."
"The goddess of wisdom?" Atropos was slightly surprised, looking puzzled at Hera.
The latter nodded slightly, her face showing a hint of anger, "In a place called the kingdom of Iolcos, there is a king named Pelias who ignored my presence, killing a follower seeking refuge in my temple, under my very feet!"
"I intended to punish him, but Athena stopped me. She said simply sending him to the underworld was not a true punishment."
"He had usurped the throne from his brother through deceit, so the true punishment should be to strip him of everything he has now, making him lose it all."
After a brief pause, Hera looked again at the goddess in white before her, "I agreed with her, and then Athena told me that you know who can take everything from him, so she sent me to you."
Upon hearing this, the confusion in Atropos' eyes did not dissipate but deepened.
From what she knew of the goddess of wisdom, there seemed to be no reason for her to interfere in this matter.
However, under the queen's watchful gaze, Atropos took out the spindle of fate, found the thread of King Pelias' fate, and used her power as a goddess of fate to see who would replace him and become king—Jason.
When she extracted Jason's thread of fate and saw his life, the goddess in white finally showed a look of realization, understanding why Athena would involve herself in this matter.
The legend of the Argo...
It is said that this unsinkable ship was not built by humans but by gods.
And the goddess who built it was none other than Athena!
Indeed, such an event would certainly interest the goddess who favored heroes...
Atropos thought this but did not speak it aloud.
She put away the spindle of fate and told Hera everything she had seen.
Hera was silent for a moment before asking, "You say this Jason is a student of Chiron and will replace Pelias to become the new king?"
"Yes, honorable queen." Atropos nodded, then added, "That child is the rightful heir to the throne, and his parents, the former king and queen, were your most loyal followers."
"And I saw that in the future, he will bring you honor as bright as the stars in the sky!"
"Is that so..." Hera nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on her face.
"Then it seems it is time for me to visit the human realm."
Shortly after, under Atropos' watchful gaze, Hera left the Temple of Fate.
Atropos had just begun to relax when...
"Sister..."
Another goddess in a white robe emerged from the temple, approaching her.
"Clotho..." Atropos looked at the youngest of the three Fates, holding the thread of fate.
The most famous of the three Fates, Clotho, who managed the threads of fate, especially the future, making her the one Westerners pray to in hopes that the goddess would be merciful and alter their destiny.
"Is there something you need?" Atropos asked curiously.
"Sister, I noticed you might have made a mistake." Clotho raised the thread of fate, the one representing Queen Hera, "I saw that the one who would bring the queen honor as bright as the stars is not Jason."
"But another student of Chiron..."
"His name seems to be..."
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"Your name is Promise, correct?"
By the stream under the starry night.
Illuminated by the campfire, Jason and Promise, who had been traveling for half a month, finally encountered an anticipated presence today.
A goddess!
Under the moonlight and campfire's glow, the silver-haired, golden-eyed goddess in a flawless white dress looked at the two boys, who were taken aback by her sudden appearance.
She had originally come for Jason.
She was here to tell Jason about everything he would face next.
And to help him grasp that hope.
That crucial asset to reclaim his throne!
But when she approached Jason, her gaze was instantly drawn to Promise, who stood beside him.
Because...
"You seem to be a very interesting child."
The goddess blinked her golden eyes, a mix of surprise and amusement in those pupils as she looked at him. "I see Chiron's protection on you. But the most intriguing part is that even my eyes cannot see your past or the future that lies ahead of you!"
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