Chapter 4: Athena

The two of us sat in silence. More than her, it was me who was silent. It was a little confusing to have a random woman pop up.

By her looks and features, she did not look like a nymph. Most girls who would randomly appear were either my sisters or sometimes mothers or the dryads from the west coming to flirt with me.

I frowned and glanced at the woman, she had her eyes closed, basking in the shade of the tree. My face scrunched a little then noticed the owl that was staring at me as if wanting to fuck me.

My face scrunched even more. I could feel my right nipple shiver a bit. Sometimes I forget that this is Ancient Greece. Anything can be fucked by anything.

Back in the old days, my wife would make fried chicken for me and serve it with tasty cheesy hot sauce just like her ass that I would slap after she gave me food.

My eyes glanced at the owl again. He blinked. Hopped off my shoulder and went behind the woman beside me.

I smiled. Rather precariously. The woman finally spoke.
"Don't tease my owl would you?"

I glanced at her from the corner of my eyes.
"Who are you?"

As if ignoring my question, she opened her eyes and glared at her owl.
"Hedwig next time he thinks of something like that... do not cower. By doing that, you are ruining my good name."

Hedwig blinked. I looked at him with a side glance. A few tears formed in his yeux. Then he blinked.

The woman turned to look at me, her face was rather cold compared to how she was in the beginning.
"As for you... give me the recipe for that."

The owl blinked.

I smiled through my eyes.
"Heh. Sure."

-and again.

Getting up from the bark, I stretched my body. Tilting my head to the gauche, I spoke.
"However, you did not answer my question... Who are you?"

The black-haired lady smiled. She got up from against the tree and twirled her hair through the gap in her index finger.
"I will give you a clue and if you can guess in a period of a fortnight, I shall grant you any wish you desire."

Question marks appear on my head.
"Okay..."

She crept closer to me. Her hands touched my chest then slowly lowered to my thighs and then finally my palm that held the flute.

Raising her head she peered into my eyes as I looked into hers. Her two orbs were grey, stormy as the sky, and unpredictable.

People say that the eyes are the window to the soul. I know since I have personally experienced this. Back in the old days, I used to glare at random women... I once went to jail but that is a story for another time.

When I peeked into her eyes, I could not form a personality or gain information. They were mysterious and cut off from the soul.

All I could see was a glint of curiosity and unparalleled wisdom that burnt in those orbs.

She then spoke, going with the flow of the tension in between.
"Close your eyes."

My eyebrows knitted against each other but I closed them. The lady's hot breath brushed against my ears, making them tingle.

A shiver went through my body as I felt my pp getting hard. The woman spoke as if happy with the reaction.
"I am your sister."

My eyes fluttered open. I looked at my surroundings however the lady had long disappeared.

Then I unwrapped my toga a little and glanced at my holy sword in shock.
"What kind of sister... makes her brother sexually aroused and leaves him blue balled?"

Shaking my head, I thought of wanking but then again my nymph sisters would be back from hunting. Maybe they would help me out.

Walking back towards the sleeping oak tree dryad, I lifted my head a little and saw Hedwig sitting peacefully on the branch.

A warm smile appeared on my visage.

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[Athena POV]

Mount Olympus.

I walked through the green bushes with red and blue roses. A cunning smile ensnared my beautiful face, I could already feel it.

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Mother Zeus had once said that when I smiled, she felt a little scared and would pray for the soul of the person or thing I was interested in.

That is indeed a bad habit. I get interested in quite a few things easily and have a fondness for heroic personalities, intelligent people, and new inventions.

Then either I ruin them, help them or break the spirit by improving a little too much.

I sat in my gazebo and stared at the view in front. The entire of Greece is at my fingertips. It was beautiful, to say the least.

Humans, nymphs, gods, animals, Pokemons, satyrs... so many different residents. Out of everything, I found the architecture of the city very intricate.

It is one of a kind in my opinion. I had seen structures of the Hindu and Japanese pantheon in paintings, and while I agree that they are beautiful, Greek architecture had a vibe I preferred more.

Although this may be arrogant since I have never really seen the structures of other pantheons in detail... only through paintings.

Plain white structures had a beauty of their own. They gave a certain kind of freshness and the feeling of a new and adventurous day every morning.

Where there were white structures, bushes and other forms of greenery would decorate them. Flowers or branches of oak, it was not just plain bland.

Relaxing against my chair, I crossed my legs as I took a sip of my chamomile tea.

Today had been an interesting day. Seeing Mexneriuss from a distance and meeting in person had distinct differences.

I liked him more in person compared to when I stalked him without permission... not like I have stopped.

I am sure Hedwig will do a lovely job.

My favorite color is purple. It stands for noble, royalty, and above all... wisdom. So I was very surprised when I saw Mexneriuss's eyes.

When I gazed into them... I felt a little lost. They were deep purple in color, radiating profound wisdom and quite a bit of elegance.

Coupled with his pure silver hair... they were an enchanting match.

I took another sip of the tea. Crossing my legs I smiled.

A hundred years ago when I was still in the stomach of my pregnant mother, Metis... Zeus had swallowed her up.

This was because of a prophecy stating that the second child born out of the copulation of Zeus and Metis would dethrone her.

In Zeus's brain, Metis taught me everything I needed to know. She made my armor and a spear that I used to give Zeus headaches so I could finally come out.

Unfortunately, mother is still stuck in Zeus's Brain. It seems Metis keeps giving her advice despite the gobbling.

However, one thing Mother Zeus does not know is that her lust hormones copulated with Metis and the result came out in the form of shit.

Gods never shit so it was an unnatural phenomenon however that did not mean they can not shit. It is weird, even I despite being a Wisdom Goddess have not yet discovered God Anatomy fully.

Human shit and God shit have a huge difference. Even the way they pooped was a huge difference. For example, if Poseidon shat, it could be a tsunami or even a divine metal.

Anyway... so my beautiful brother came out from silver electric shit.

I carried him and gave him to a bunch of caring nymphs that would take care of the young born until of the correct age to know his origins.

My parting gift to him was the goat bone etched with my divinity, flute. It was certainly surprising he still kept it cherished until today.

The corner of my lips only widened. I have given him many clues about his origins and myself.

I wonder if he will manage to guess. Fufufufu.

At that moment, one of my maidservants rushed in.
"LADY ATHENA!!"

A frown smeared my face ruining my mood. I spoke a little bitter in the mouth.
"Yes, Nike?"

The little girl knelt on the ground, raising her head, two little aqua-colored eyes stared into mine with a hint of panic.
"Lord Ares has arrived."

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