Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

But you are not a machine.

You are the one who made Artemis understand love, and you are the one who moved the gods with your dazzling human brilliance.

[For this, you can't choose to give up everything]

That’s truly putting the cart before the horse.

[Just as Artemis and you were arguing, another voice interrupted you.]

"Why, why do you want to disobey?"

Birds made of metal flew into the garden.

No, it's been there from the beginning.

The metal bird was so lifelike that it looked like a living creature, and even Moran and Artemis couldn't tell the difference.

Until it made a sound on its own.

"Hephaestus? Why are you here?"

Artemis saw through the master who controlled the metal bird.

Only the God of Forging has this skill.

"The reason is incomprehensible. No matter how you look at it, no matter how you consider it, you can't understand why the Pelasgi are fighting so hard. From the moment you became enemies with the gods, you already lost your chance of victory."

Hephaestus's mechanical voice came out.

It was a cold and ruthless voice like a telegram, mixed with a hint of confusion and puzzlement.

"What I find even more puzzling is why—

"Sniper Starfighter. Artemis, how could you commit such a depravity, falling so deeply in love with a human? This is a fall. It goes against the very ideals of our fleet."

【Confused by various confusions】

He determined not to impose sanctions until the confusion was resolved.

[As a result, when they sent their followers to this garden, they saw Artemis longing for the survival of mankind.]

This does not conform to their operating standards.

"God should not be mixed with personal feelings. Too much personal feelings will make an originally efficient project cumbersome, which is inefficient.

For us, inefficiency means being eliminated."

"Hephaestus! You're so annoying! How can everything be run by algorithms? That would be completely boring! It's none of your business who I like, right?!"

“…I’m telling the truth.”

Hephaestus is like a fussy old man.

His confusion remains unresolved.

[Something has been noticed since thousands of years ago]

He discovered that Greece, under the rule of the Olympian gods, seemed to have problems that he could not ignore.

Low, inefficient

[This situation shouldn't have happened under the rule of the gods, but somehow this result occurred.]

"Sentient lifeform named Moran. Based on the results, your chances of surviving against the gods are 4.6%, and your chances of victory are 0.56%... Why have you continued to resist?"

Hephaestus turned to Moran.

The goal of His coming this time is also Himself.

"Because, obeying you means losing everything. Humans are not machines. Sometimes, they will even risk their lives to protect something called happiness and freedom."

"Isn't this putting the cart before the horse? In pursuit of happiness, you end up losing your life in vain, without even having the chance to enjoy it. You die before you even truly achieve it."

Hearing Hephaestus's indifferent words.

You can't help but shake your head.

[This Fire God is even more stubborn than he thought]

[The current Mecha Gods possess the mechas]

[It is probably for this reason that their understanding of humans is still at a minimal level.]

"As intelligent life forms on this planet, humans fear the coming of death and their own destruction. Everything is based on preventing this as the top priority," said Hephaestus.

"That's exactly what's happening. Most humans fear this, most fear their own demise. Unable to endure pain and emptiness, they waste their fleeting lives moment by moment. In every way, humans cannot rival the gods."

Moran speaks frankly about human flaws.

Artemis remained silent.

When she heard Moran express his views on humans for the first time, she actually wanted to know why they had been resisting until now.

"If that's the case, then why—"

"God of Fire, there are always a few among humans who sometimes transcend this barrier, perhaps through knowledge, technology, or even spirit. They have something they want to protect more than the fear of self-destruction, something they don't want to lose. They fear loss, so they choose to sacrifice everything without hesitation."

There is a power in the words Moran speaks.

This is something the Mechajin cannot understand.

It is a brilliance forged by human hands, something that the almighty Mecha-God cannot create.

"People like these are called heroes. However, in Greece, under the guidance of you, the Olympian Mecha-gods, I see the possibility of heroes disappearing. If you continue to rule humanity in this way, sooner or later, humanity will lose its former glory."

Moran raised the most critical issue.

[Not only what you see as a hero and king, but also your understanding of the Moon World]

[You are qualified and confident enough to respond to the God of Fire]

[Gods holding the bodies of Mechagods]

One day, they will face this problem.

[Zeus in the Lostbelt has an excessive love for humanity, and this excessive love destroys humanity's possibilities.]

【Currently, Mecha God is not aware of such a problem】

Humanity under Their Rule

[Eventually, they will no longer be human]

[For humans, this is the most terrifying problem. Because of the almighty Great God, there are no more possibilities or illusions. Such an existence is hard to be accepted as human.]

"If you were to put it in your tone, Vulcan, wouldn't that be a truly inefficient future?"

"........."

Hephaestus could not answer Moran.

In fact, He calculated according to what Moran said.

Based on the rule of the gods and the situation of the entire Greek territory, continuous calculations were carried out to draw conclusions.

Examples like Artemis' will continue to appear, and Mekhan will become increasingly doting and overprotective of humans.

God protects everything humans have and defines everything related to happiness.

In other words, they will take everything.

As a result, human beings will completely become reeds that have lost their self-identity.

Become a reed that only praises God.

Therefore, there will be no heroes in the future.

This is undoubtedly quite inefficient for system operation.

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"After calculations, the predictions made by the human before me are reasonable. Comprehensively deducing and concluding, it is more energy efficient to allow the indigenous life forms to be independent rather than under our control."

Hephaestus didn't say it though.

But the computing unit of the entity has already reached a conclusion.

It's unbelievable that this would be the result.

For the first time, Hephaestus felt something like surprise.

"However, this is ultimately just a calculation. The current situation is insufficient to draw a conclusion. The destruction of Pelasgi is inevitable. Artemis alone cannot possibly disobey the gods. The current information on the individuals known as heroes is unclear, making calculations impossible. Moran, everything you say is groundless."

"In the end, it's you who can't accept it."

"No, given sufficient intelligence and case studies, it's possible to accurately calculate... It depends on whether the hero you're talking about possesses the qualities I need to calculate."

[Even though Hephaestus said so]

[But you still don’t despair about the future]

[It's more like the opposite]

[Knowing the problems of these Mecha Gods, your determination to fight against them becomes even stronger.]

Artemis is angry at your stubbornness.

[After repeated attempts to dissuade her, like Hephaestus, she chooses to leave the palace gardens and inform you when the gods will arrive.]

"The gods will descend in three days. The first to arrive will be the four city-states that believe in the gods. They will join forces to wage war against Pelasghi, and the blessings of the six gods will be bestowed upon them..."

Artemis left a message before leaving.

She is still angry now.

However, he couldn't just watch Moran die in vain, so he had to tell the gods all the information.

Stopping dissuading does not mean giving up.

"When the war led by the gods arrives, I will let him experience unforgettable defeat. When his life is threatened, he will surely ask me for help."

Artemis held this thought.

She had no way of being sure that Moran would ask for help.

But, this is all we can do.

The situation this time is different from the last simulation. As long as Moran is willing to ask her, the god, for help.

Then, I will definitely take action.

Time flies

[In the last three days, Pelasgian mobilized all the country's strength just to prepare for the upcoming war]

[The whole country is united as one]

To protect the only pure land in the world that belongs to them, men, women, young and old all took up arms.

[At this moment, the gods are about to arrive——]

【Only one day left】

At noon that day, you summoned all the people in Pelasgian City to the square in front of the palace.

[Thousands of people are looking at the platform]

[Standing there was their beloved king. Not only did humans offer their love and respect, but even the divine beasts and demonic beasts bowed their heads in unison, willing to offer their blood and flesh for their father.]

"I declare this—O people of Pelasghi!

"From the very beginning of the Pelasgian Empire, decades ago, I warned you that war would come. This time, the enemy we face is the Olympian Gods! They are the alien Mechas from the outer realms who have usurped the Mother Goddess' authority! Needless to say, the Pelasgian Empire faces its own fate!"

Moran didn't even use magic to amplify his voice.

His resonant voice also reached every corner of Pelasghi.

Into the hearts of all the people.

The people living in this city raised their heads and looked up to the King of Beasts whom they have followed till now.

"Escape or enjoy yourself.

I've seen this countless times over the past few decades, and have passed down countless judgments, only to find this utopia, the only remaining one in the world. Even this ideal, facing the might of the Olympian gods, would surely destroy us all!

Moran's long hair flows like a mane.