greek mythology stuff

Chapter 116 History under the Linden Tree and the Goddess Felula
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Otis had never seen the first rays of morning light in the sky.

He slept peacefully, for the soul of an old man who could not sleep was keeping vigil for him.

He sleeps in the dense forest, soaked in the dew and the mist of the mountains, and breathes the greenness of the whole forest.

He was awakened by the dispute in Skyrim.

When he awoke, the morning mist rose from the mountains and formed an upward curtain over his head.

Large swaths of halos spread between the sky and the earth, and the whole world turned from darkness to light, gradually brightening up.

He was a little confused, he hadn't seen the light for too long.

Otis, he is a mortal who has existed since the sunset of the sun.

Nowadays, he has gradually gotten used to this kind of life.I am used to groping alone in the dark, used to living alone, used to being alone and enduring loneliness.

That's why he feels unreal.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to let the light stay in his palm, stopping in every palm line.

"Light?" He couldn't help trembling.

Soon he looked towards the sky again, trying to find the source of the quarrel in the dream. He seemed to vaguely remember someone mentioning the sun god and a strange name.

It's just that the cloud curtain formed by the morning fog in the mountains has not dissipated, and he can't see anything.

He felt a little magical.After more than 50 years, the sun has risen again, the same as it was 50 years ago, but he inevitably has a feeling of memory fragmentation.

"You're awake." The old man's peaceful tone came from the side.

Otis looked back.It was Sata, his untitled teacher.

They snuggled up to rest under a lime tree yesterday.Sata does not need sleep, his illusory spirit always surrounds the lime tree, as if nostalgic for the past.

"What's going on? I seem to have missed the sun rising and the show?" he asked Sata.

Sata did not look back at Otis, his attention was always on the linden tree in front of him.

Last night's rain had left, and the lime tree still had many drops of rain on its yellowed leaves.

Sata faintly felt that something was unusual.

The divinity in his body that has transformed from the flames seems to be reminding him in this way, wanting to help him clear the mist of Bo Yun's treachery, so that he can see the truth.

But... after all, it was a bit worse.

He noticed it, but he couldn't see what kind of unknown things were beyond the mist.

Sata actually doubted his own judgment.He thought it was the divinity in his body that affected him, making him startled.

For a sane person, this is not a good thing.

He was a little absent-minded, and casually replied to Otis: "There was a good show, the hero Matthew was still alive, and the real sun god was brought out."

"Matthew?" Otis was a little confused.

He always felt that the name was somewhat familiar.

Hearing the name being chanted in a questioning manner, the old man finally turned around.

"Didn't I tell you, did you forget?"

"What I teach you, you always forget quickly."

"Anser is not only the god of fire, he also holds the authority of history and records."

"Learn to respect history and the past, Otis!"

Otis retorted instinctively: "History does not bring strength..."

The old man smiled wantonly and carefreely.He was persuasive: "Then do you remember? I told you."

"Further west to the west of the land, there are heroes trying to find the lost sun."

"he is……"

Young Otis answered his words loudly: "Matthew!?"

Surprise was written on his face: "It's him? How could it be him?"

"Is he still alive? How did he do it?"

The illusory old man's soul smiled and shook his head: "It is indeed him, and judging from the results, he is indeed still alive."

"As for how he did it, and how he turned into the sun to lead to the real sun god..."

Sata smiled without saying a word, just pointed to the sky.

Then he sighed with some emotion: "Only they can know!"

Otis didn't know what to say for a moment.

A vague figure of a mortal stalwart appeared in his mind.In front of him is the lost sun, and he has been chasing it without stopping.Those who knew him, including myself, thought he was hopeless, but he finally succeeded, leaving everyone with a back...

Such a strong fighting spirit!

Otis suddenly had a different understanding of the word hero—he felt that a hero should not only be a mortal with the blood of a god, but should also have extraordinary achievements.

He suddenly felt lost—looking at the world, there was only one hero in his eyes.

So he asked the old man's soul with apprehension: "Matthew...how is he, is he safe? Where did he go?"

Different from Otis' anxiety, Sata just said calmly: "It's probably dead."

"He turned into the sun and has already blasphemed the sun god."

"It should have been burned to death by the blazing light emitted by the real sun god."

"So I missed it?" Otis asked him.

Sata answered him: "If you mean the death of the hero Matthew, then yes, you missed it."

Otis was silent, but he didn't know why he was silent.

He fell into confusion. The boundary between gods and mortals, which was blurred by the deeds of the hero Matthew, became even more distant because of Matthew's death.

Seeing this, Sata let out a long sigh.

He said to Otis, "That's why I say that you always quickly forget what I teach you."

"Otis, if you are familiar with history, you will know that this must have happened."

"You will find that in the magnificence of history, Matthew is just an insignificant wave."

"Even the gods will fall, so what is he?"

Otis asked him: "Then what is history? History is written by us, and it can be true or false."

"Besides, regardless of whether it is true or not, what kind of help does it have for me?"

This question is simple but not simple.

Sata thought for a moment, and he tried to search for simple and easy-to-understand words and examples in his mind.

His illusory spirit suddenly pointed to the lime tree beside him: "History is the sum of all the events that happened in the past," he said.

"As for its usefulness..."

"Like this lime tree, what do you think of when you see it?"

"I would think of a story, a piece of history."

"This story came when I searched for the secrets of the gods from 'knowledge'."

Speaking of this, Sata paused, he put down his imaginary finger pointing at the lime tree, and then said: "It is said that a long, long time ago, in a period called the Golden Age."

"At that time, there were very few human beings in the world. There were no women, only men. Human beings at that time could not reproduce by themselves, and had to rely on gods to create things."

"At that time, the god-king who ruled the heavens and the earth was named Cronus."

"At that time! God King Cronus met a sea goddess named Fylula..."

"They met together on the peak of a high mountain."

"Unexpectedly, the wife of the God King suddenly found her..."

Sata said that it stopped here.

Otis hurriedly urged: "And then?"

Sata smiled: "No, the following matter involved another god. At that time, there were not enough sacrifices, and 'knowledge' refused to respond to me."

"But speaking of it, the history of the unknown god involved is really expensive, like a bottomless pit."

"I tried it again later, and found that it was always not enough to fill it."

"But I know that the final fate of the goddess of the sea named Fylula is to become a lime tree."

"I heard——God King Cronus personally transformed her..."

As he spoke, he left the linden tree and approached Otis, and said with a smile:

"You see, this is the gap between us because of our understanding of history."

"You have a long way to go, Otis."

As soon as Sata finished speaking, a woman's voice sounded faintly behind the two of them.

"How did you find me..."

"Whose heir..."

Otis broke out in a cold sweat when he heard the words. He subconsciously looked at Sata's illusory spirit body, only to find that the latter was just like him...

(End of this chapter)