It's Myth, So Can't I Just Zeus It? (2)
It's Myth, So Can't I Just Zeus It? (2)
My older sisters—or rather, my younger sisters, who should have been born as older sisters—grew remarkably fast.
Within a month they reached the age of two, progressing as though they gained a year of growth every month.
As if protesting the injustice of being trapped inside Cronus's belly and unable to grow until now, they developed at a truly rapid pace.
And perhaps because most of them took after Rhea, they were calm and good-natured.
"Brother, spar with me once more."
Poseidon, a little belligerent yet as serene as the sea.
"...Me too."
Hades, a woman of few words and a pallid look, but one who did her share.
"I baked bread. Have some snacks before you go on."
Demeter, who had inherited Rhea's maternal nature more than anyone.
"Brother, eat it while it's warm."
Even Hestia, who as the former eldest still carried herself with a mature bearing now that she was the youngest.
What? That younger sisters are beings programmed to kill their older brothers?
'Titans are different.'
The younger sisters of Greece were all the stuff of fantasy.
"Water."
"I'll pour it for you."
If I asked them to boil up soup, they boiled soup. If I asked for water, they would respectfully pour it into my cup with both hands.
No matter how male-centric the Greek mindset was, was this place some kind of Confucian male-supremacist society?
It wasn't.
Yet here in this underground cave on the island of Crete, our family's hiding place, a culture of Korean Confucianism had taken root.
I was their savior, their de facto parent, and their older brother, and they treated me with the deference given to a revered elder.
It felt good.
Their eyes were full of reverence, they looked up to me, and I had no reason to harbor ill will toward those who trusted and followed me.
To be honest, I had been very worried.
In particular, I had been most worried about Poseidon and Hades, who were different from the myths I knew.
The versions I knew were men, lower-body berserkers on par with Zeus himself.
But the Poseidon before me now was a modest, glamorous woman with sea-colored hair, and Hades was a slender, pale beauty with hair of black.
Fortunately, although their combat power was still below my own, it had grown considerably, reaching a level comparable to my own early childhood.
With continued training, the three of us—myself, Poseidon, and Hades—could reach a point where we could openly stand against Cronus's Titan forces.
With only three of us?
To that, I could say my own power was genuinely overwhelming.
Since the Titans and I couldn't kill each other, a decisive victor remained out of reach, but Amalthea already said that in a one-on-one fight, I held the advantage over any god below Cronus.
The problem was that alone I was far more likely to be ganged up on than to fight them one-on-one, and even if Poseidon and Hades grew to my level, we could still find ourselves at a numerical disadvantage.
Still, for now, we six siblings had to combine our strength.
Demeter and Hestia were currently non-combat personnel, but as members of the Titan race, they were still capable of taking up a sword and fighting.
And lastly.
The only younger sister not present here right now.
"...Where is Hera?"
"Hera's in a one-on-one sparring session with Lady Amalthea right now."
Hera.
In the far-distant future, the woman who would become my wife.
She wasn't as strong as Poseidon or Hades, but to become even stronger than them, she was receiving personal tutoring from Amalthea.
Why?
For the sole reason that she wanted to be of help to me.
'So this is what they mean by a necessary evil.'
I was grateful that Hera was training her body to help me.
But thinking that this same strength would someday translate into back-smashing blows aimed at me and jealous slaps directed at my children, as I went around violating various goddesses, nymphs, and women, it was a little frightening.
If we compared it to pure martial might, I was Lü Bu, Poseidon was Zhang Fei, and Hades was Guan Yu.
And by analogy, Hera was closer to the tier below that, like Xiahou Dun...
'But wasn't Xiahou Dun a pretty fierce champion in his own right?'
The vibe she gave off wasn't quite special S-rank, but she did possess fairly excellent combat power.
Had Hera not received combat training from Amalthea, the three sisters below her might have ended up as Gan Sun Mi, but luckily all of them became quite capable fighters.
Their physical growth age was about fifteen.
As they entered that turbulent, stormy stage of life, I couldn't help but feel a certain discomfort at their greatest point of interest.
"Brother, Mother said to come inside the cave once the meal is over."
"Mother did? Why?"
"She said it's time to start the 'education that's been postponed.'"
"...Seriously?"
I nearly dropped the bread I was about to dip into my soup.
"Of all things, she actually said 'the education that's been postponed'?"
"Yes. That's exactly what she said. She said if she says that, you'd know what she means..."
I knew.
Rhea and I had raised my siblings like a married couple since they were babies.
And drawing on my experience working part-time tutoring gigs, I had taught the five siblings a fair amount of fundamental K-style scholastic knowledge, at least the few things needed to survive in Greece.
"-Where did you learn all this?
-I learned it from a clever wisdom nymph."
When it came to my modern-knowledge cheat, I sold Metis out.
I figured that if Metis ever confronted me about it later, winning her favor by selling her out would be more effective than claiming I'd figured it all out myself.
'If I take my teacher as my wife, the kids won't dare treat me carelessly either, right?'
It was actually the manifestation of a shady desire to make Metis more recognized.
I spread knowledge under the banner of Metis's teachings.
But there was one piece of knowledge I hadn't yet passed on.
I was rather reluctant to transmit it, but Rhea insisted that it absolutely had to be taught to the sisters.
Sex education.
I had many skeptical thoughts on the method of teaching, but Rhea strongly pressed her approach upon me.
"-I will teach the proper concept of sex to the children who will become the future of Greece.
-The sex they've known until now isn't sex. It's domestic violence.
-By showing them directly what love between a man and a woman is, what sex involving Eros is—what the act itself means, you can convey love to them."
It was Rhea's strong insistence, and I asked her true intentions outright.
"-You just want to have sex, don't you?"
"-So will you not do it?"
"-...Still, in front of children, it's a little!
What an embarrassing thing to do right before the kids' eyes.
Maybe I had tamed Rhea's pussy a little too well, because she was now openly boasting about having sex with me in front of her daughters.
The greatness of Zeus.
The superiority of Zeus.
Having the older brother's greatness praised daily from their mother's own mouth felt good, but that didn't mean I intended to publicize how great a cock I was packing.
Because a certain ominous premonition had struck me.
This was Greece.
From a common human perspective, incest, which was no different from taboo, was not only legal but practically encouraged among gods.
So if they saw what I did with Rhea, wouldn't the other siblings start harboring such shady thoughts?
'There's no way they would.'
Rhea, Amalthea, and Metis had fallen for my cock because my technique in wielding it was supreme.
To be precise, I only held an advantage because my approach was a different build from the Greek-style sex that was just mindless, beast-like rutting.
Rhea wanted to demonstrate that in person.
Directly to my younger sisters, through her own eyes, by having sex with me.
"...You could get hurt, you know. It might be shocking, violent, wild."
"It's fine. It's exactly what I've been hoping for."
"Welcome."
"Every time you and Mother went off to a different room together to sleep at night... I've always wondered what makes Mother make those happy sounds."
"Sex... I want to see how different it is from what I've read in books."
"...Tch."
As we hid from Cronus's eyes, digging the existing cave deeper and living together, Rhea and I, like a married couple, had dug out a separate burrow and made a room.
And there, we shared moments of passion.
While the five sisters slept on a wide, shared bed, the two of us would tumble around and make love on a separate one.
I wasn't particularly desperate for it, but as they say there's no fool like an old fool, Rhea wanted sex with me nearly every day.
To the extent that...
"-Son. Ravage me.
-Aren't we doing that every day?
-No... Don't get mad at what I'm about to say, okay? ...Ravage me like Cronus used to.
-What on earth, woman?"
She'd now started feeling mannerism toward K-Sex with me and was requesting Greek-style rape-sex instead.
"-What wind suddenly blew in to make you ask that?
-It's not that a wind blew, exactly. I just had this thought. That if you ravaged me that way... I might be able to completely forget the pain from back then.
-You want to overwrite the memory?
-Of course. And if it still feels good and I'm happy after doing it that way... I can curse Cronus out as a bastard who didn't know shit about fucking. Hm? Do it for me.
-Then beg for it. Right now.
-Pound me like a dog until Rhea's cunt is a filthy rag, please! Is that good enough?
-..."
Rhea had gone all the way over the edge.
She had become completely addicted to sex with me. Even Amalthea, seeing the extent of it, started controlling her own frequency, saying 'I don't want to become that bad,' and only having sex about once a week.
Though when we did, I ravaged her intensely for an entire night.
Either way.
Rhea enjoyed doing it with me so much, and she wanted to display it as education.
In front of everyone.
"Okay, everyone's gathered."
Rhea was kneeling decorously on the bed.
There were five chairs set around the bed, and my place was beside Rhea.
"I've already taught you a great many things. And now it seems the time has come to teach you one more."
"How life is born."
"Yes. I shall show you the way your grandmother, the Mother of Life Gaia, gave birth to me and to so many other creations. From now on, you are... Hera?"
"...Yes."
Hera, with her notably red hair among the five sisters, glared sullenly at Rhea.
"Concentrate, child. You were the first one to say you wanted to see it."
"...Fine."
Hera pouted her lips and showed a rebellious streak.
Rhea's eyes blazed with fury at her daughter's discontent, but I grabbed Rhea by the hips and pulled her back.
"Don't be angry. Hera, if you're uncomfortable, you can wait outside."
"...That's not it."
Hera rested her chin in both hands and averted her eyes from me.
"There, good girl. Okay."
"...Tsk."
I walked over to her and stroked her head, and Hera shrank back, her puffed-up cheeks returning to normal.
"Why would Hera be so shy about this?"
"...We all feel the same, brother."
Poseidon was the same, and all of them were bashful, unable to lift their heads.
"Fufu, all right. It seems the time has truly come to teach you."
Rhea approached me from behind and reached her hand around to my front.
"Now, look. This is the biggest difference between a man and a woman. This is... a cock."
I pulled out my dick in front of my younger sisters.
And then.
"I'm going to show you two kinds of sex. One is the violent, savage sex of beasts. And the other... is the affectionate, pure love sex shared between a man and a woman. Now, Zeus... rape me."
In full view of them all, I was about to rape their mother.