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Triton never liked dry and desolate places, but over a long period of time, he no longer cared about all that and chose to trek through endless mountains and rivers just to find the trace of Medusa.
A long time passed, so long that Triton was almost numb, and even felt deeply disappointed, but still got nothing.
The human race has completely lost its faith in the gods, and Triton's power has become weaker and weaker. Although as the son of Poseidon, he is still powerful to humans, but he is no longer comparable to the past.
Instead, the name of Medusa was used, and people worshipped her like they had worshipped gods in the past, as if she was the most beautiful thing in the world. However, after that legend, she never performed any miracles, held any divine office, or imposed her will on mankind.
In this world, Medusa doesn't seem like a god at all, but rather a participant, a passerby, and has become a legend until now.
It was as if she had completely disappeared, and if Triton hadn't been so sure that she was still alive, it was hard to say whether he would have chosen to give up.
Perhaps this lonely journey was too depressing, Triton couldn't help but wonder if their existence was wrong?
And I shouldn't have gone to find her at all?
But Triton had no choice. It seemed that only by going to her could he find some peace and comfort.
…
Triton traveled to many places, perhaps with the intention of escaping, and his last stop was Greece, where Medusa grew up. The people here did not worship Medusa as enthusiastically as in other places.
Perhaps because the people here are always obsessed with the goddess Athena, they are more fond of talking about the torture and humiliation that Medusa once suffered.
It was just that the rulers of the powerful and prosperous Corsica were loyal followers and believers of Medusa, and they did not dare to say it openly for fear of provoking this madman.
But Triton was not as brave as the other. Every time he heard relevant words, the pain in his heart became greater and raged endlessly in the depths of his heart.
Triton had to admit that he was a coward. He didn't have the courage to stand up, just as Triton didn't have the courage to admit that his selfish desire to find her would cause her even greater harm.
He ran away.
In the dark night, Triton lost his way, and his messy footsteps eventually led him to a familiar yet strange place without him realizing it.
At this time, the Temple of Athena was dilapidated and lifeless, and the lush weeds even hid the steps, making the originally solemn and majestic temple seem to have become a part of history.
Seeing the Temple of Athena, Triton couldn't help but think of Medusa and his own escape just now, which made him want to leave in shame again.
But as if possessed by a ghost, Triton sensed something was wrong, frowned, and involuntarily walked towards the dark depths of the temple.
The Temple of Athena was not only dilapidated on the outside, but also on the inside. The towering walls had fallen off, and even the statue of the goddess seemed to have been eroded by nature, and its former glory could no longer be seen.
Triton was about to retreat again, but suddenly he saw a familiar outline in the dim vision.
“Medusa…?”
He didn't know what was wrong with him and subconsciously called out Medusa's name. However, when he approached eagerly and the moonlight shone on the other person's face, he realized with disappointment that he had called the wrong person.
Athena, looking embarrassed and indifferent, walked under the hazy moonlight. After seeing Triton, she closed her emotionless eyes again and couldn't help but sneered.
Triton had never expected that Athena, the former goddess of wisdom and war, would appear in this place. Her robe, which should have been spotless, was now dirty and torn, and no longer looked sacred at all.
"Medusa? She should be in Tartarus's arms right now, enjoying the fruits of her final victory by selling her body again and again."
Triton looked at Athena in disbelief. Perhaps it was because her tone was too contemptuous and angry that Triton, who had been trying to avoid her, had no way to escape. Finally, he couldn't help but retort, "No... What does this have to do with Tartarus?!"
"It's just that you don't know. After all, how could a mere mortal possibly resist the powerful Olympian gods? I just know... I didn't lose to her, but to her superficial beauty and appearance."
"Hahahaha—" Athena laughed sadly, seeming particularly desolate and desperate in the silent night. "Tartarus, how could she...be so worthy as to receive the help of the God of the Abyss?"
“…”
Triton looked at Athena, whose face was full of resentment and ferocity, and could not help but remain silent.
After a long pause, he suddenly cried out in agony, "Do you really think it was Tartarus who lost? Even though I wasn't there, I could sense that Tartarus never actually made a move."
"Don't tell me... you still think that you did nothing wrong?"
"In fact, we all make mistakes, even serious ones."
"Or is this just a reason and an excuse to make you feel better?!"
"presumptuous--!"
Athena couldn't help but interrupt him with an angry roar, but now she had long lost her former great strength, and such a reaction only made her cousin lose his former pride and dignity.
"Do you think your father is any good?"
"Ha! Poseidon is far more pitiful than I am now. He's like a dog, struggling to survive in the dirtiest and most ridiculous place, reminiscing about the false happiness of the past..."
He looked at Triton, whose face had suddenly turned pale, with malice, "I suggest you go see Him quickly. If you delay any longer, it might be too late."
Triton no longer cared about the verbal argument. He turned around and immediately left the Temple of Athena, letting the laughter and shouts from Athena echo behind him.
He had no idea where Poseidon was at the moment, but thinking that Athena had almost lost her power, he searched for a long time before finding a familiar and dilapidated figure on the beach a few kilometers away.
Poseidon, the tall and powerful father in Triton's memory, was now leaning weakly against a tree in the corner of the shore, almost unrecognizable to him.
His originally blue curly hair had turned pale and dry, his eyes drooped weakly and were covered with wrinkles, his clothes had become dirty and torn, and large patches of dried blood could be faintly seen on his lower body, and he was breathing with difficulty.
After all, he was his father. Triton couldn't bear it anymore and ran forward, crying and trying to pick him up helplessly, "Father...Father!"
Poseidon seemed to sense something and struggled to open his eyes. However, when he saw Triton, his cloudy blue eyes immediately dimmed and he let out an unpleasant hoarse sound, "It seems that she... will never come to see me."
Triton lowered his head and closed his eyes in pain.
Poseidon gasped for breath, and his mind couldn't help but recall the scene when he first saw Medusa on this beach a long time ago. She was surrounded by a group of children who hoped that she would bless a cat to give birth smoothly.
He, who was in a good mood at the time, transformed into a handsome young man and looked into her eyes, while she blushed in embarrassment.
At that moment, he began to have some evil thoughts and desires towards Athena, this tiny ant. In Poseidon's view at that time, she had indeed seduced him silently.
But later, the hateful and despicable Athena angered Him again, making Him, in a rage and anger, choose to insult her wantonly and deliberately.
After all, who would refuse to be the lover of Poseidon, the god of the sea, if He wanted to?
At that time, Poseidon would never have thought that his momentary lapse of judgment would lead to such consequences, and he would never have thought that one day he would feel so regretful and painful.
The pain in his body had long been numb, which was nothing compared to the pain in his heart. He thought he still had a chance to see Medusa in his lifetime and beg for her forgiveness.
However, the castrated Poseidon had already lost the source of his strength and could no longer hold on.
He looked towards the sea, his eyes seemed to be searching for something.
But the former sea god was destined to get only disappointment, because there was nothing there except the sparkling sea.
In the end, He fell silently at the source of this evil with despair, regret and pain.
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abyss.
Medusa, who was originally extremely happy, suddenly moved away from Tartarus's hot lips as if she had sensed something. She wanted to leave but was held even tighter by him.
But in the face of Medusa's absent-mindedness, Tartarus said nothing in the end, but took her into the next exciting confrontation.
It was not until Medusa had almost completely lost her strength that He finally let her go reluctantly.
After resting for a while, Medusa slowly stood up in this desolate and cold abyss. Although she was extremely satisfied physically and mentally, she still ignored Tartarus's deep gaze and prepared to leave without any reluctance.
Tartarus lowered his eyes, and finally couldn't help but speak, "Are you leaving?"
Medusa couldn't help but hum guiltily, "I suddenly remembered that there's something I haven't done yet. It's been so long, I'm afraid I'll forget it by then."
He looked deeply into her little face, as if realizing something, but soon, he smiled gently, "Now you can no longer be harmed by the power of the abyss, but I don't force you to accompany me all the time. Just come back when you need me."
Medusa glanced at Him and smiled brightly, "Don't worry, I only need you right now."
Tartarus chuckled, but the smile seemed to deepen into his eyes. 'He has been waiting for you for a long time, and it is indeed time for you to go see him.'
…
After leaving the abyss, Medusa's destination was the legendary country of Corsica, which was said to be extremely powerful, prosperous and equal. She wanted to meet the ruler of Corsica, the legendary hero Perseus.
As time passed, the power within Perseus made him almost equal to the gods of the past, immortal.
But the long time only made him feel more painful.
Perseus had already done what Medusa asked him to do before she disappeared, and he did it very well, but he could no longer continue.
Over the years, this longing has not only not disappeared, but has become deeper and deeper, and I can no longer bear it.
Perseus even felt that Medusa might not have simply disappeared, but perhaps she had already left this world a long time ago, and was just trying to use this excuse to keep him alive.
This makes Perseus's persistence and perseverance seem like a joke.
He stood on the tall tower, looking at the rushing river, and Perseus decided to follow in Medusa's footsteps. Perhaps he was late for some high-sounding reasons, but Perseus would never be absent.
Even death could not stop Perseus's yearning for and love for Medusa.
Slowly, he chose to close his eyes and fall like her and her mother, heading towards the endless abyss with his powerful body, determined to get a result.
But suddenly——
"Perseus, what are you doing?"
The familiar voice quickly brought Perseus' thoughts back to reality. He turned around in disbelief, and even time seemed to slow down. But before time ran out, he finally saw the girl he had been thinking about day and night smiling at him.
"But I have to commend you, you did a great job."
Perseus' eyes were moist and red, "Because you asked me to do it, and because... I love you."
Time seemed to stop at this moment, so beautiful that Perseus even couldn't help but doubt whether this was real.
A gentle breeze blew through Medusa, ruffling her long hair. She smiled calmly, "Thank you, I know."
At this moment, Perseus finally couldn't help but give her a happy smile from the bottom of his heart, because he had realized that the Medusa in front of him was indeed real.
Perseus couldn't help but swear in his heart that no matter where Medusa was, he would never leave her again.
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