025. Impulsive
Perseus didn't know who his father was since he was a child. He was ridiculed and bullied a lot because of this. When he asked his mother Danaë, he insisted on getting to the bottom of it, which made her cry silently. When he grew up, he became sensible and strong, and he didn't dare to ask again.
However, Perseus, who was full of justice, could not bear to watch an innocent girl suffer such harm. He believed that his kind mother would agree with his idea, so he did not care about anything else and decided to go home immediately to find out everything about himself.
Yes, because of the experience of just a few days, Perseus seriously doubted his own life experience. In addition, those respected gods were competing to lend him such a powerful treasure. He even felt that there might be some terrible conspiracy hidden behind it.
But time waits for no one, the innocent girl is still being humiliated and abused by Poseidon, the god of the sea, at the bottom of the sea, and Perseus must hurry!
Compared to the previous journey which took a whole day to build a boat, the flying shoes lent to Perseus by the messenger Hermes allowed him to float lightly in the sky, and brought Perseus back to his island easily and quickly. He hurried back home, and as expected, he saw his gentle mother working at home.
Danaë was surprised and happy to see Perseus return. She was planning to ask her son to rest, but when she heard him eagerly asking about his experiences during this period and expressing his doubts, she fell silent.
"My kind mother, I know you don't want to tell me about the past, but I witnessed with my own eyes an innocent girl being forced and harmed by Poseidon, the god of the sea, and you were powerless to stop her... I don't understand why I was chosen by the gods, nor can I unleash the power of their treasures. Please tell me the truth! Who am I?"
Danae thought about the grievances she had experienced along the way and did not want to tell her son about this shameful thing that everyone thought was a shame.
But thinking of the poor girl described by Perseus, thinking of her father's abandonment and the disgust she had endured for so many years, she couldn't help but sigh. Feeling the pain and sympathy she felt for the girl, she finally spoke, "My son, the reason I never told you is not because I didn't want to, but because I wasn't sure."
Perseus frowned in surprise, "But how is this possible?"
Danae lowered her eyes sadly. "I am the daughter of the King of Argos. When my father heard that his grandson would kill him, he locked me up in a high tower, restricting my freedom and not allowing me to see any man..."
He suddenly clenched his fists and asked angrily, "Did someone sneak into the tower and force you?"
"No." Danaë shook her head. "No one forced me. Your arrival was an unexpected surprise that no one could understand. I pondered it for a long time before I remembered that ten months before you were born, a rare and strange golden rain suddenly fell in this country."
"...Golden rain?"
Danae closed her eyes and after a moment's delay continued with difficulty, "When the golden rain began to fall, I happened to be standing by the window, gazing into the distance as usual. This strange golden rain surprised me greatly, so I leaned out of the window. The raindrops dripped densely onto my body, and soon I felt a burning sensation, and even an unprecedented happiness..."
Danae couldn't finish the rest of the sentence and just avoided looking at him. "Not long after that, I found out that I was... pregnant."
Perseus was shocked by what his mother said. No matter how many guesses he had made about his birth, he could not imagine that the truth was this.
His childhood was not happy. A beautiful woman without a husband raised a child alone. Apart from gossip, Perseus' memories were mostly of bullying. It was not until he grew up and became the strongest man on the island that his life finally became better.
But seeing that his mother did not want to continue, Perseus did not dare to ask any more questions, for fear of hurting her feelings. He had no choice but to say goodbye to his mother with mixed feelings and head to the place closest to the sea near his home.
Perseus sat on the shore, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, feeling the gentle sea breeze and lost in thought, his mood was extremely complicated.
But the strange thing was that Perseus, who was thinking about his own destiny, suddenly felt an extremely strong sleepiness, like a secret and powerful call. He felt a little strange and hurriedly got up and walked around, but no matter how hard he tried to resist, it was of no avail.
Soon, Perseus' body leaned weakly on the edge of the beach and he fell into a deep sleep.
…
White, cool clouds floated before his eyes, and even the air seemed holy and majestic.
Perseus woke up in a daze, and as his perspective changed, he vaguely saw a tall and brave male figure sitting in the distance on an exquisite golden throne. The other party was holding a dazzling scepter and shield, and had silver-white beard and hair, but even so, it could not conceal his strength and majesty.
Perseus was startled. He squinted his eyes hard, trying to identify the other person's identity, but he was completely shocked by the scene before him. His mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything.
"My child, Perseus..."
The voice was powerful and distant, magnetic and magical, and made him inexplicably want to cry.
"As the offspring of the King of Olympus, you have far more power and potential than you imagine."
"Go ahead, forget your fears, let go of the limitations you place on your abilities, and go fight!"
"Cut off the head of evil and remove all obstacles."
"All humans will be awed by your strength, but when you become the ruler of mankind, please do not forget your identity, and do not forget the source of your power—you will always be a child of Olympus."
“…”
Perseus was stunned. He subconsciously stretched out his hand towards Him, wanting to step forward, and opened his mouth to ask.
But he was too late to do anything. His body gradually became heavy, and the whole world in front of him changed drastically again, becoming pitch black and falling into deep silence.
After a long time, his body finally regained some intuition. Perseus struggled hard and finally opened his eyes with difficulty in the scorching and dazzling sunlight.
After regaining all his strength, Perseus jumped up from the ground in panic and found that he seemed to have had an extremely real dream. But when he lowered his head to look at his body, Perseus was surprised to find that the original gentle stream seemed to have turned into a surging wave.
The shield of Athena and the sword of Ares in his hands became light. He casually swung the hilt of the sword, and the power seemed to have found an outlet. The huge rocks in the distance suddenly broke apart and shook violently. Perseus himself didn't know that he had such great power. To be more precise, he could use that power at will!
But soon, the joy in his heart gradually disappeared, and his expression gradually became serious, because this meant that what Perseus had just seen and heard in the dream was real.
The man said a lot, but he couldn't react at all to what was happening.
After waking up, Perseus also vaguely heard the hidden meaning in the other party's words, which seemed to be wanting to guide him to become a hero among humans through great achievements, rule over humans and make them deepen their faith in the Olympian gods.
Not only that, the other party also revealed his identity during the conversation...
That is the king of Olympus, the supreme king of gods who controls the sky and thunder and lightning - Zeus!
If Perseus understood His meaning correctly... the father who used the golden rain to make his innocent mother pregnant and who had not appeared for many years was none other than Zeus.
In other words, he - Perseus, is the son of the king of gods Zeus!
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I calmly watched Poseidon slowly getting dressed as he prepared to fulfill his duties as the god of the sea. It was obvious that he was very narcissistic. Even while getting dressed, he was looking at me with his sparkling eyes, as if flirting with me.
Perhaps my eyes were too indifferent compared to his, and the corners of his mouth that had been raised suddenly became expressionless. Under my vigilant gaze, he walked towards me and suddenly picked me up. "Why, you can't bear to leave me after just this moment? You want to go with me?"
How could I possibly be reluctant to let Him go? I really wanted Him to leave as soon as possible.
But in front of Him, I still had to pretend to be affectionate, put my arms around His neck, and said, "Yes, my great Sea God, please take me with you!"
Unexpectedly, Poseidon suddenly looked straight ahead with a serious expression, radiating the majesty of a sea god. His words were tinged with contempt and mockery. "How can a lowly and wanton woman like you patrol this sea with me?"
"If there is anyone who deserves this honor, it is my noble and beautiful wife Amphitrite."
The expression on my face was frozen, and I wanted to reach out and strangle Him—even though I couldn't strangle Him to death!
No matter how foolish one is, one cannot fail to sense His deliberate humiliation!
He was the one who asked, but turned around and used His wife to belittle me while denying me.
But if He really respected His wife as much as He claimed, why would He be so passionate and promiscuous as to be entangled with other women?
But His humiliation did not end there. "However, as the ruler of this sea, as long as you satisfy me, I grant you the right to kneel and serve me."
"You should be grateful. I am bestowing upon you my favor."
This kind of disgusting and repulsive pampering... I don't want it.
But He glanced at me with a cold gaze, as if He would not allow me to refuse.
At the same time, He suddenly bent down and put me down. Only then did I realize that He had actually placed me on His golden chariot.
The strange-looking "horse" with a rope let out a shrill cry, turned its head and looked at me with its dark and lifeless eyes, as if mocking my dignity.
I don't know why, but the scene before my eyes overlaps with my memory. What Poseidon once forced upon me in this carriage is still vivid in my mind, and I will never forget it.
But Poseidon was watching my expression seriously, his eyes filled with despicable meaning. At the same time, his palm touched the back of my neck, as if to caress, but I felt it was a threat. "What's wrong, you don't want to? You really are... hard to please."
In fact, I have felt that He has been behaving very strangely recently. In terms of behavior, He indeed acts as if He is very fond of my body, but in terms of words, He always belittles and ridicules me, as if He takes pleasure in my dissatisfaction and anger.
Before, I had always endured or played tricks for revenge, but now I felt that Poseidon, the god of the sea, seemed to have other motives in mind...
My thoughts raced, and I suddenly laughed. I sat on His strong legs, gently caressing His cheek. I looked at Him with a seductive look, but my words were filled with hidden sarcasm. "I know my own humbleness and debauchery. Since I'm unworthy, I won't bother you, the noble and majestic one."
"Oh, by the way, please don't forget the promise you made to the Ocean God some time ago. Remember to take some time to visit the respected Sea Queen. What a wonderful wife she is! Even I can't bear it..."
After saying that, I waved to the Sea God, whose expression became increasingly grim, and prepared to get up and leave.
But in the next second, I felt a powerful force in my abdomen and my body retreated uncontrollably. At the same time, the golden chariot suddenly let out a long sigh and swam quickly towards the sea. Because of this inertia, I returned to His warm arms again.
I frowned and tried to push Him away, but the speed and angle made the water pressure immense. I was forced to hold His neck tightly. "Let me down!"
His face revealed a hint of anger and dissatisfaction. One hand pulled the rope, the other pressed firmly against my abdomen. He gritted his teeth in my ear, "Think carefully about what you're going to say next, or I can't guarantee what punishment you'll face."
The golden chariot kept rising, and the turbulent water rushed backwards. At this time, I was sitting openly on the legs of Poseidon, the god of the sea who was driving the golden chariot, but my eyes inadvertently swept across the school of fish in the distance, and noticed Triton who appeared among them with a complicated expression.
But in the end, I quickly and nonchalantly looked away, focusing all my attention on the angry Poseidon.
To ease His anger and to protect me from the so-called punishment, I kissed His lips with a wronged look on my face. "My dear Poseidon, your previous words also made me unhappy. I was really jealous when I heard you praising other women, and I just wanted to piss you off."
"But seriously, if you weren't the powerful Sea God, with your rudeness and violent temper, no one except me would truly admire you!"
Poseidon couldn't help but laugh when he heard this nonsense. Perhaps my "jealousy" pleased him, he just narrowed his eyes and said, "Your eloquence has improved again--"
But before he could finish his words, Poseidon's gaze suddenly stopped and looked into the distance, emitting a terrifying coldness and displeasure.
Thinking of Triton looking at me intently from the direction of the seabed, the smile on my face widened subtly. "Anyway, women prefer gentle and considerate men. You're so scary... obviously you need to work harder!"
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seabed.
Triton swung his fish tail and looked up at the golden chariot approaching the sea with a complicated expression.
He had not personally witnessed the previous rumors, and even though he knew that his father had been very fond of Medusa recently, he could always deceive himself into thinking that they were exaggerating.
But it was not until she saw with her own eyes their intimacy and ambiguity in the golden carriage that Triton realized how much her father doted on her.
At least as far as he could remember, Triton had never seen any other person or god ride in the golden chariot of Poseidon, the god of the sea.
After all, this is one of the symbols of the power of the sea god. How can a powerful person like Poseidon tolerate threats from others?
Even Triton, the best son of Poseidon, rarely touched it.
But he didn't expect that Medusa was sitting in her father's arms, laughing and talking, and when they reached the surface of the sea, she would look down on the vast ocean with him, accepting the admiration and worship of marine creatures and humans, as if she was the wife of the sea god.
Didn't she... not want to be possessed by her father? Why was she smiling so happily on his body?
Triton suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if he simply felt sorry for his mother, or as if the seed of jealousy that had taken root in the dark and turbid darkness was gradually growing into something terrible.
But Triton is kind and gentle by nature, and always has good thoughts about her.
Medusa must have been forced to do so. In order to alleviate her physical and mental pain, she had to pretend and persuade herself to fall in love with such a ruthless and cruel god.
Therefore, her every frown and smile was just to make her life easier, desperate and helpless, as if it was a signal for help, hoping that someone could save her...
Thinking of this, Triton was suddenly overwhelmed by a strong sense of guilt, and a strong impulse prompted him to become this person.
Triton originally wanted to wait until his father got tired of her before taking her. Although Medusa was no longer a pure virgin, he did not despise her. At this time, neither he nor Medusa would be subject to too much anger from his father. It was the best solution.
But now, Triton was unwilling to wait even a moment!
However, the remaining rationality made Triton calm down a little, but he still decided to find a way to meet Medusa first and ask her in person.
Ask her if she is willing to join him in defying the ruler of the ocean, her father, and her lover, Poseidon?
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