Greek Mythology: Starting with Becoming the God of the Breeze

"Awake, my gentle child, symbol of the breeze, Kanas, who governs comfort and healing."

A call, carrying boundless warmth, filled with love and timeless charm, slowly resounded, gently brushing across the depths of silent consciousness.

Kanas, who had already fainted, finally slowly woke up from his coma.

The surroundings were no longer the deathly darkness where one could not see their own hand in front of their face, but a naturally formed, secluded cave.

The rock face is naturally formed, without a trace of human intervention.

At this moment, He was lying outside the cave entrance, the gentle breeze around Him dissipating, and His soul was in a hazy state.

However, Kanas still saw the person who had called out.

At this moment, that figure stood quietly deep inside the cave.

Based on His judgment, the other party should be a mature woman with a dignified and gentle demeanor.

After all, those curves and that aura must belong to some goddess.

Canas strained with all his might, trying to make out what the other person looked like.

But His vision remained hazy and indistinct, as if through a thin mist, and no matter how hard He tried, He could not make out the other person's appearance.

Yet deep in His heart, He felt an indescribable sense of closeness, as if there were an extremely intimate blood connection between them.

This feeling of being connected by blood made him involuntarily want to move closer to that figure.

He instinctively tried to prop himself up and take a step forward, but the divine power that was once abundant and flowing endlessly had inexplicably become silent, and his originally energetic body suddenly became soft and weak.

Let alone riding the wind, even the simplest things like getting up, standing up, and moving slowly have become incredibly difficult and heavy.

Even though Kanas was weak and powerless, the inexplicable pull in his heart was still strong, driving him to keep going.

Kanas gritted his teeth and, with a stubborn determination, struggled to his feet, moving slowly and haltingly toward the depths of the cave.

"Yes! That's right, my child, come closer, even closer to me."

Watching the boy struggle to his feet and move forward with difficulty, the woman deep in the cave spoke with barely concealed excitement and joy. Her gentle calls rang out again and again, each one reaching the ears and straight to the soul.

With each call, Kanas felt his dormant divine power slowly revive, and his empty and weak body gradually regained its strength.

His unsteady, staggering steps gradually became steady and solid, transforming from faltering to calm and steady, as he walked steadily deeper into the cave.

As the distance closed, the hazy mist surrounding the figure gradually dissipated, and the face that had remained indistinct became clearer and clearer.

This goddess is very beautiful, but not in a stunning way; rather, she possesses a gentle, loving, and all-encompassing beauty.

What attracted Kanas's attention most were the goddess's eyes.

Gentle, tender, and dignified, she is surrounded by the profound and ever-renewing spirit of the earth.

His body shone with a soft, flowing light, not dazzling, but enough to illuminate the entire cave.

Her long, smooth hair fell naturally, and she wore a simple, earth-toned long dress. It seemed as if grass and trees were swaying gently and living things were singing.

Although Kanas had never met the other person before, thanks to his restored mental state, he instantly recognized the other person's identity.

It is Gaia, the mother of all gods, the embodiment of the earth, and the supremely revered Mother Goddess.

Gaia looked down at the gentle-looking boy in front of her, surrounded by a light green breeze, her eyes filled with undisguised tenderness and joy.

As a mother who had been hurt by her child's rebellion, Gaia took a liking to Kanas, a seemingly well-behaved and harmless boy, almost at first sight.

As the Earth Mother, Gaia could learn about all of Kanas's deeds from birth to godhood immediately, as long as she was willing to investigate.

All living things depend on the earth, even islands in the ocean.

Moreover, even the ocean depends on the land.

Therefore, when Gaia saw that Kanas was determined to burn his life to create a gentle breeze to soothe Oros's pain, so as not to hurt him, He was deeply moved.

Such pure emotion is extremely rare in the world of Chaos today!

Gaia even dared to say that no god in the world of Chaos could do what Kanas did.

In His view, it was only right for Kanas to become a god.

Even if he fails to create the "gentle breeze," Kanas could very well become a god of emotion or even concept based solely on that emotion.

For example, the god of family affection, or the god of gratitude, etc.

Gaia hoped that Kanas could become one of the latter two gods, so that He could properly restrain His ungrateful and ungrateful sons.

The world of Chaos is extremely lacking in this type of god!

Unfortunately, Kanas ultimately created the "breezy" rather than materializing those emotions and concepts to become a conceptual deity.

Moreover... at least the natural gods have means of fighting back, so Kanas can better ensure his own safety in both combat and survival.

"Great Mother of Gods, it is a pleasure to meet you."

Kanas didn't know what Gaia was thinking, but He reacted immediately.

Unsure whether the other party denied being his "son," Kanas could only use a rather conservative term to describe them.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Kanas's address, Gaia's warm smile instantly froze and then vanished completely.

In His view, the name Kanas was a sign of disowning Him as His mother.

However, He could understand, since Kanas had been cared for by Euros from the very first day of his birth, and He had not played any role whatsoever.

If it weren't for that drop of divine blood from Euros falling to earth, Gaia might not even have had the nominal status of a mother.

Therefore, although Gaia was not happy, He could not vent His anger on Kanas.

But coincidentally, there was another alternative to vent his anger in front of him.

.....

At this moment, Astraeus, who was still in the boundless darkness, suddenly felt an even stronger and more powerful pressure coming towards him.

The impact was so sudden that Astraeus had no time to prepare before being crushed to the ground by the unexpected pressure.

Not only that, but the tiny stars formed by His divine power were also instantly crushed, turning into handfuls of debris that fell to the ground.

"What... what's going on?"