My mother's love song

"...Although I know there is a second stage, but it has nothing to do with Greek mythology, right?"

Rhodes clenched the holy sword in his right hand and took a stance meticulously.

The great goddess who ruled the underworld approached him step by step, and Rhodes asked.

"Hades, what exactly do you desire when you become like that?"

As if pouring out a curse, Hades hugged his body, his voice trembling with joy, and said.

"To prove...the existence of love."

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"Haha...haha...haha..."

Atalanta ran as fast as she could, like a whirlwind in the increasingly darkening Temple of Hades.

“Haaaaah…haaaah…haaaah…”

This temple was endowed with the power of Hades, and no one could leave until Rhodes and she were separated by life and death.

The darkness covering the space grew larger, closer, and thicker, and was about to completely swallow the girl.

At this moment, light appeared in front of Atalanta.

"That is……"

Hades' power has relaxed?

Was she killed by Rod?

No, that's not right!

Atalanta sped up again and ran towards the light that seemed out of reach.

I don’t know how long I ran, but the light became more and more obvious.

The uneasiness in her heart instantly dissipated, and her breathing gradually became smoother.

Finally, we arrived outside the Temple of Pluto.

"Where, where, where... Found it!"

Atalanta looked towards the boy and the goddess who were fighting to the death on the Sunshadow Plain.

"stop!!!"

"Stop it!!!"

Naturally, no one would pay attention to her.

Rhodes and Hades' faces were filled with unprecedented madness.

The hatred that emanated from them, wanting to kill each other, was so evil that it seemed to stain the holy flowers of the underworld beneath their feet black.

“Stop, stop, stop!!!”

Atalanta roared as she ran.

She ran for too long.

Keep running and running.

With every step she took, the girl's heart was deeply hurt because of what happened between Rhodes and Hades.

"Well!"

Finally, Atalanta fell to the ground.

The girl knelt on the ground, looking at the two people who were in a trance from afar.

A lonely boy, and.

A girl who bears the scarlet sin and is loved by the seven heads and ten horns since birth.

Atalanta sighed in despair: "I don't understand...

Why on earth must you, who are related by blood, kill each other!!!"

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"Come on, it's time to say goodbye to this world."

The girl named Hades, the daughter of Lot and Persephone, spoke of her instincts.

"Since you hate and despise me so much...

Then I will destroy this world until only the two of us are left, father!"

Chapter 385 Love exists!

When I came into this world, the first thing I felt was the warmth of my father.

My mother is the fourth generation of the goddess of origin Gaia, the beautiful and compassionate Persephone.

My father is Rod, the hero of the White War, the great holy swordsman who bears the name of the savior.

I am the crystallization of two advanced civilizations from the depths of the universe.

It should be impossible for new life to be born between higher-dimensional creatures and mechanical life forms.

This miracle, which even Athena and Prometheus could not explain, can only be attributed to love.

I inherited my father's black hair and my mother's purple eyes.

I inherited the best of their blood.

So when I was just born, I understood everything, including my glory and nobility.

"Come on, Adonis. You hold the baby too… Uh, what are you doing there!?"

"I'm mixing holy water... Wait, don't force it on me! What if I soil this child or she gets cursed, how are you going to compensate me!?"

What came into view was an anxious young man's face, and his voice seemed to be trembling.

He doesn't look like a father at all, and doesn't look like the legendary holy swordsman at all, but I know he is my father.

"Um...I'm going to hug you? I'm really going to hug you?"

My father hugged me gently, as if he was treating a fragile item, and then he burst into tears.

"What...Adonis, what's wrong with you again!?"

"Wow, wow, wow... Persephone, I'm so happy... Wahh ...

It was unbelievable that my father, the legendary hero, actually hugged me and cried like a child.

At that moment I felt like the happiest girl in the world.

I could feel my father's heartbeat in his arms. Surrounded by a strong sense of security, I cried together with my father.

"Ooohhhhhhh!"

"Stupid Adonis! You scared the kid into tears!"

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"Adonis, what are you going to name this baby?"

When my mother asked my father this, he answered without hesitation: "Daffodils."

Narcissus.

The most beautiful and purest existence in the world is the dream flower that only blooms by the water.

This was the first message my father gave me.

I like this name.

No, I like everything my father gives me.

My spirit was born perfect, but my admiration and respect for my father grew day by day.

My father is the greatest man I know in the world.

More powerful than Zeus, the king of the gods who ruled the sky.

Genter than Grandma Demeter, the one who heals the earth.

Outshining Apollo and Artemis, who light up the day and night.

My father is perfect.

And I am so happy that such a perfect father loves me so much.

"You've become heavier again... Soon you'll grow so big that I won't be able to hold you in my arms. Maybe then I'll have to look up at you..."

"It would be nice if it could stay below 9 years old. I really don't want it to grow up."

My father always held me in his arms and said stupid things happily.

This is of course because I am my father's first and most beloved girl.

But I think my love for my father must be greater, much greater than his love for me.

Although there are probably many little girls in the human world who have admiration for their fathers, I am sure that no one can love her father as deeply as I do.

I grew up much faster than my peers, probably because I am my father's daughter.

It only took me one month to grow to the size of a five-year-old human, but I was still not satisfied. I wanted to grow up faster and become a girl that my father would be proud of.

Become a beautiful, shining, pure white goddess worthy of the name Narcissus.

That's what I thought until the nightmare came.

All the beautiful memories came to an abrupt end at a certain moment.

It was a nightmare that started and ended in darkness.

One winter evening, my father took me out of the temple.

For some reason, my father looked a little scary today. I walked behind him and looked up at the starless night sky.

The sky was very high and the sky was shaking violently, and I wanted to go home early.

We arrived at our destination when we felt the temperature drop suddenly.

We came to a fast-flowing black river.

The water is deeper than midnight and the air is biting colder than winter.

Everything here made me feel very uneasy, and I held my father's hand, intending to act like a spoiled child as usual.

"Father……"

"From today on you are no longer my daughter."

well……?

I looked up at my father and asked, "What did you just say?"

"You will inherit Hades' spirit that was destroyed in the White War. You will inherit his power of death and take his place as one of the Twelve Olympians who rule the underworld."

Without waiting for any reaction from me, he placed a black crystal into my body.

I felt like I had fallen into the icy river beside me, and my whole body was dominated by the cold.

"From this day forward, you are no longer Narcissus. You are the false Narcissus, the flower of the underworld... Asphodel."

I don’t want it. No no no no no no no!

I don't like it here, Father.

It's so cold here, don't leave me.

"I suffered irreparable injuries in the battle with the white giant, and I also came into contact with humans too much. At this rate, my spiritual foundation will not be able to survive until after the Age of Gods."

"I want to continue living, I really want to live forever, so... my former daughter, you will exist as my backup container from now on."

Liar. Liar, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie!

Please, Father...tell me this isn't true.