The connection between the underworld and the human world.

Persephone's open white jade hand lay quietly with twelve pomegranate seeds.

Her beautiful face looked pale and pale, and from these pomegranate seeds, she smelled the unique and unforgettable stench of fate.

She didn't like this feeling. Everything that happened and her choices seemed to have been arranged by someone. No matter what she did, she would eventually fall into a big web that had been woven long ago, and she would be trapped in it and unable to extricate herself.

This reminded her of her past and her child...the dead Zagreus.

She picked up four pomegranate seeds with her slender fingers and put them into Ruo Danxia's small mouth. She gently lifted the pomegranate seeds with her soft and delicate tongue, and she swallowed the pomegranate seeds in her mouth.

Looking at the remaining eight pomegranate seeds, Persephone looked disgusted, and she wanted to throw away these things that she didn't like.

But she didn't know what she thought of, but she didn't throw it out after all.

The remaining pomegranate seeds were tightly grasped in her palms. Due to the force, her nails tore through the flesh, and the dripping divine blood dyed the black earth red.

She stepped into nothingness and went to the human world to reunite with her mother.

…

Just as Athena, the goddess of wisdom, expected, Zeus was grinning from ear to ear.

Demeter, the goddess of fertility, welcomed her daughter back, finally put aside the barriers and returned to Olympus, where she continued to be her main god.

But Persephone ate the four pomegranate seeds given to her by Hades, so she had to stay in the underworld for four months every year.

Demeter was not happy with this.

She won over her husband Zeus and held a friendly three-way meeting with Hades.

In the end, the matter came to nothing. I only heard that Hades was relatively restrained during the meeting, and Zeus supported him. The goddess Demeter destroyed the mountain where the meeting was held into ruins out of anger. She said harsh words to Zeus: "Since I

My daughter must stay in the underworld for four months every year, and there will be four months of famine in the human world. You can do whatever you want!"

After saying that, he walked away.

At the moment she made the decision, the authority of the seasons emerged from the depths of the rules. The authority of winter went straight to Demeter. The remaining spring, summer, and autumn were taken by Zeus and distributed to the sun god Helios.

His three daughters, Taro, Oxo and Carbo.

From then on, there were four seasons in the world.

…

The irresistible gods standing above their heads left, and the half-fanatical and half-depressive atmosphere in the Kingdom of Eleusis dissipated. People were still a little uncomfortable with it.

Time has passed and King Cyrus has passed away.

Before his death, he passed the throne to Triptolemus, who felt he was in debt.

Triptolemus was a good and capable king who governed the country in an orderly manner.

But fate did not favor him.

His mother, Metanera, was seriously ill and dying.

Triptolemus spent a lot of money to invite famous doctors in the world, but they were helpless.

At this time, a centaur who was covered in wounds and changed beyond recognition passed by Eleusis. Seeing his extraordinary conversation, Triptolemus put aside his racial prejudice and went to seek advice.

The unrecognizable centaur told him: "The disease is a heart disease, and there is no cure."

That day, Triptolemus was silent for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking. Even the most capable ministers who were closest to him did not dare to say even one more word in front of him.

In a blink of an eye, Murtanella was on his deathbed, unconscious and began to talk nonsense.

Triptolemus came to the bed, held her pale hand, stayed with her patiently, and listened to her chatter.

Perhaps it was through reflection that Murtanera's logic gradually became clearer and more understandable.

She looked at her child lovingly and said to him: "My child, I know the pain in your heart."

"You are the flesh and blood that fell from my body. No one knows you better than me."

"Forgive me for always being immersed in the pain of losing your brother and never caring about you."

"But I can't forget it. As soon as I fell asleep, your brother Demo Feng's tender cheeks appeared in my dream."

"You are a good boy. I wanted you to take revenge."

"But then I thought about it and gave up the idea."

"I cannot personally destroy the happiness of another child because of the misfortune of one child."

"You are an outstanding king and have governed our country very well. This is the home you have worked so hard to build. I cannot let you lose it."

On the hospital bed, Murtanella's voice became weaker and weaker: "Revenge is a ridiculous idea. When I was healthy, I didn't dare to talk about it. I was afraid that the gods above me would listen to it and bring misfortune to our family.

, now that I am about to die, I have become braver than ever."

"My child, don't ever have such thoughts, it will only make you wallow in pain for the rest of your life."

"Your heart is full of responsibilities, which is a good thing, but remember to be too persistent, it will destroy you."

"Try to forget and embrace a better future."

"Son, you have done enough, let it go..."

After saying this, Murtanella died, his heart stopped beating, and his body gradually became cold due to the loss of blood supply.

Triptolemus held back tears for a long time and washed them away.

He held his mother's pale and cold hand and sobbed in the room. His cry was very small, maybe because he didn't want outsiders to see his weak side.

After a while he stopped crying.

The tone was low, firm and meaningful: "Revenge is by no means a ridiculous thing."

"Mother, I have no home anymore."

Triptolemus hugged his mother for the last time. There was no warmth in her body as before, only a chill that pierced his heart.

He opened the door to the room, and there was a deep night outside, making it impossible to guess when dawn would come.

When was the last time it was such a dark night? He seemed to have seen it before.

In a hazy state, he remembered. Yes, the night when his father Cleus died was also so dark, with no moon and no candlelight.

Triptolemus' hoarse voice echoed through the night.

"Come here, come here..."

All of a sudden, the servants in the palace were all busy.

They sorted out the remains of the king's mother, dressed her in bright and beautiful clothes, and arranged burial utensils and rituals.

Triptolemus turned his back to them, as if he were an outsider.

A general covered in iron armor came up behind him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Give in?"

Triptolemus turned around and looked at the armored general with cold eyes: "Lincos, do you think I won't kill you?"

"My mother is dead, you should mourn for her, and the whole Kingdom of Eleusis should mourn for her."

"Your affairs and mine should all be queued up behind here."

Linkos surrendered: "I will mourn for her, after all, she is also my compatriot."

He then said: "But I know a god who stands on the opposite side of the gods. Maybe he has a way to bring the dead back to life."

"You just have to find Him."

Triptolemus answered him coldly: "Does it make sense, Lincus? Why do you have to deceive me?"

"We are all people living in pain, and we know how life is worse than death."

"Some things are destined to come, and some people are destined to lose."

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