Fingers tapped heavily on the table, and the light of the screen reflected on an indignant face.
"Damn it!"
On the computer screen, the giant wrapped in a gray cloth strip was retreating steadily at the moment. The arrow thrown by the enemy was caught by him, but
he actually let his feet plow the ground, sliding back two deep marks. 1r5Rp
"I'm afraid this is in the milk sea!"
The young man pointed to the screen, and his voice was an octave higher: "The
head is wrapped like a mummy, is this still Hercules?" Ant God of Strength! This is about to degenerate into a red-skinned savage! "
Hercules on the screen is indeed embarrassed. The hero who was supposed to be the pinnacle of Greek mythology, but his performance at the moment was sorry for that name. The more the young man looked, the more angry he became, and closed his laptop with a snap.
Are you mistaken? Is the milk sea still traditional? Fate has changed one after another, has it changed? From UBW to FsF, Greece's greatest hero was stripped of his mind and glory over and over again until only the image of a moving muscle remained. 1r5Rp
He leaned back in his chair, looked at the ceiling, and let out a long breath.
As someone who was familiar with the story of Hercules before he came into contact with the Fate series, he sometimes couldn't understand - did this Hercules commit some kind of heavenly rule and be so weakened?
Think of Hercules -
What kind of existence is that? 1r5Rp
He is the son of Zeus and the heir of the bloodline of the god king.
He was a thorn in Hera's side and the object of the queen's hatred, but he was given the name "Glory of Hera" because the hardships he went through were all due to her jealousy, and eventually made him immortal.
He is a descendant of Perseus, son of Alcmene, savior of Thebae, conqueror of Argos, and completer of the Twelve Trials.
He is the one who strangled the great lion of Nemea, the one who burned and beheaded the hydra Sudra, the one who captured the red doe of Kerunya alive,
and the one who captured the boar of Erumantos alive. 1r5Rp
He was the one who cleaned up the filthy cowshed for thirty years in one day, the
one who drove away the strange birds on the shores of Lake Styfalis, the one who subdued the mad bull of Crete, and the one who tamed the cannibal herds of
Diomedes
He is the one who took the belt of Hippolyta, the queen of the Amazons, the one
who brought back the herd of Gregory, and the one who took the golden apple of Hesperides.
He once carried the entire sky in Atlas. The weight of the dome pressed into his
bones, the stars swirled on his back, and he stood motionless.
He even opened a strait and dragged the land between Europe and Africa,
separating two boulders to connect the Mediterranean Sea with the Atlantic
Ocean. 1r5Rp
He is the one who holds up the sky, the one who drags the earth, and the one who connects the underworld and the human world.
He dragged the terrifying three-headed hellhound back to the mortal realm from the abyss. Without weapons, relying only on the lion skin on his chest and his brute strength, he gripped the three heads and locked the snake's tail, step by step, walking back from the underworld to the mortal world.
The twelve trials, each one worthy of being passed down through the ages, and he completed them all.
But that's not all. 1r5Rp
Argonauts, sailing with Jason, bravely face countless dangers.
Prometheus's liberator—he shot down the eagle that devoured his liver day and night, broke the chains, and let the fire-stealer...
who regained their freedom.
The savior of the war of giants—when the giants that surged from the earth threatened Olympus, it was he who shot them with an arrow.
Arceus's vital point was dragged away from his mother land, ending his immortality. It was he who killed the strongest of the Polyphelians.
Saved the gods.
Mighty God. Hero. A god among mortals, a bearer of suffering, a recipient of glory. A demigod among demigods, a hero among heroes. 1r5Rp
Finally, as his poisoned clothes burned, he built a pyre on Mount Ote and faced death in the flames—then he was taken away.
They were led to Olympus. Hera made peace with him and gave him her daughter Hebe in marriage.
No longer an enemy, but "the glory of Hera"—that is the meaning of his name. Hercules.
Such an existence————
"Tsk tsk..."1r5Rp
The young man shook his head, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table.
"If I were Hercules, I would surely..."
The words are not finished yet.
Suddenly everything went black. 1r5Rp
It was as if someone had ripped away all the light from the world, or as if I had fallen into the deepest sleep. There was no sound.
Sound, no tactile sensation, no consciousness, nothing at all.
I don't know how much time passed.
Then comes the light.
Warm. 1r5Rp
Something damp seeped in through a thin layer, turning a hazy red. There was a sound, muffled.
It's like there's a layer of water between us.
A woman's panting, hurried footsteps, and someone shouting something, the sound both near and far.
The body was lifted up.
He was touched by a pair of hands. 1r5Rp
Those trembling hands carefully lifted him from the warm water. A sudden rush of air, cool and refreshing.
It slammed against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine.
He opened his mouth and took a breath—
"Wow--"
A cry burst forth. 1r5Rp
Those hands pulled him tighter, pressing him against a violently heaving chest. Something dripped down.
It was warm, splashed on his face, and slid down his cheek to the corner of his mouth. Salty.
Those are tears.
"My son..."
The woman's voice was hoarse and weary, yet trembling with an indescribable emotion. She held him in her arms.
He lowered his head, stray strands of hair brushing against his forehead.
"My son..."
He struggled to open his eyes.
The light pierced through, blurry and flickering. He saw a face looking down at him. The face was tired and pale, covered in sweat.
Her damp sideburns clung to her cheeks, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, fixed on him without blinking, as if looking at the entire world.
The only thing that matters in the world. "Alcmene." 1r5Rp
Someone whispered behind her, their voice tinged with lingering relief: "It's a boy. A healthy boy."
Alcmene.
The baby's eyes widened in disbelief.
Alcmene. 1r5Rp
Son of Alcmene.
Then he -
The baby's eyes begin to widen.
the bos Who is he? 1r5Rp
He is -
Son of Zeus.
Hercules.
He is Hercules! 1r5Rp
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