Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!

"I don't need your conviction. From the beginning, we didn't expect to get your permission. Omnipotent God Zeus, we never wanted to believe in you from the start."

Moran didn't give Zeus any face at all.

His answer was completely correct.

"Ha, haha, hahahaha! Indeed! You are not my Olympian people who believe in me, and you don't need my approval, but that doesn't stop me from confirming it, does it? Let me see what kind of realm a human called a hero can reach!"

Zeus couldn't help but laugh loudly.

He was not angered by Moran's words. A feeling of eagerness was restrained and not revealed.

"How should I describe this foolishness, this dazzling brilliance? Let me see it for myself here!"

The lightning that filled the sky seemed to be given life.

It roared and bombarded this sea area.

"Medusa! Protect everyone!"

Moran immediately raised his golden sword to block the lightning.

On the other side, Medusa spread her golden wings and released protection.

This was a trial sent down to Moran.

The aftermath of the lightning was blocked and borne by Medusa. Her current responsibility was to protect the Pelasgians.

Moran, as the king.

He was now facing the gods alone.

"I am generous, but I am not a god of mercy! I am a god who wields lightning and conquers humans!"

Zeus's voice was echoing in the lightning torrent.

Each bolt fiercely struck the sea.

Just one strike could easily turn a warship into dust, and even Medusa, as a Mother Goddess, was having a hard time resisting.

[Everyone in Pelasgia witnessed the tragic situation.]

[Their king was enduring the Great God's lightning.]

[Every time the golden sword shattered a bolt of lightning, the sword body would shatter in an instant. Moran had to offer blood to restore the blade.]

[But there was more than one bolt of lightning.]

[The thunder that the sword couldn't block all struck his body.]

[The golden sword was your symbol of kingship.]

[All your divinity and demon nature were condensed here. It had the ability to give any object the characteristics of a monster.]

[If you weren't relying on the characteristics that the golden sword gave you, you would have been killed by the lightning long ago.]

[Hydra, Cerberus, Siren, Dragon… Superimposing the immortality of the world's monsters to an extent that exceeded your own body's tolerance limit.]

[Even if you could withstand the lightning bombardment.]

[Your excessive use of the golden sword would also damage yourself. Killing a thousand enemies would cost you eight hundred in damage. This was the only way to resist at the moment.]

[The lightning of the gods was like this.]

[Originally, you could only withstand one monster characteristic, but in the collision of life and death, you chose to put yourself in a desperate situation and then survive.]

[Because your lover was here.]

[Because your people were here.]

[Even if you had to give everything, you couldn't be defeated. Even if you became a non-human existence, you must not be defeated.]

[This tenacity made the onlookers sigh.]

[Even the gods would be moved by it.]

[Your people were filled with grief and anger when they saw this tragic scene, and your lover was also washing her face with tears.]

[No one didn't want to rush in and share the burden for you.]

[But you ordered them to live on.]

[The people could only watch their king endure the divine might alone. They watched you being destroyed to the point of losing your human form.]

[Not a single person looked away.]

[This was the sight of their king resisting the gods.]

[Any pity or intolerance would be defiling your will. Your people would never do such a thing.]

[The king's posture would be imprinted in the hearts of the people.]

[They were the people who could make you raise your chest and feel proud.]

[Even if this divine might was so powerful that it could control all things in the universe, they would still never bow their heads to this great god.]

[They would not obey or fear this great god.]

"Why? This kind of lightning can kill you here thousands of times. Why can you still stand like this? If this continues, you will not be a king, you will not be a demon, you will only become the ugliest creature in the world!"

Zeus was asking while sending down lightning.

However, there was no verbal reply.

"Guh, gah–ooooh, oooooh, oooooh!!"

Moran responded only with a tragic and unyielding roar.

He severed the chains of pain and continued to try to stand.

His entire body was already spewing flames.

Some areas were even carbonizing and falling off, but it didn't matter.

The faces of the women were embedded in his evaporating eyeballs, and he gritted his teeth and straightened his back towards the lightning.

It was as if he was shouting in resentment, "It absolutely won't end here!"

Each bolt of lightning almost destroyed Moran's cells, almost constantly repeating life and death.

Like a trial, praising this king who could persevere until now.

He never doubted the path beneath his feet.

Regardless of whether he could do it or not, he had decided to do it.

Fighting for what he desired until his light burned out.

Telling himself that he could do it, his spirit soared, literally burning his life away.

Perhaps, he had already lost consciousness.

Relying only on his survival instinct to support him.

That figure was both heartbreaking and deeply moving.

[It wasn't just the Great God Zeus who was watching]

[The gods located in the Olympus Temple were also, all of them focusing their minds on the information unit]

[Watching this magnificent scene]

"Darling… why… why… please… please don't do this anymore… if you continue like this…!"

Artemis's delicate body trembled constantly.

She covered her face, feeling suffocated.

Until now, Moran hadn't begged her to help.

Even after being struck by Zeus's lightning millions of times, this man hadn't begged for mercy or surrendered.

Watching her beloved man being tortured like this.

Her heart was undoubtedly bleeding.

Begging that he would ask her for help in the next second, but each time she heard only that tragic, ear-piercing roar.

Stop, stop, no–!

Artemis's heart was constantly sobbing.

Finally, the lightning stopped.

Not because the gods petitioned Zeus, nor for any other reason, but because He stopped it on his own accord.

"Moran, you are undoubtedly a human I have never seen before. I used my full power… at least, in this form! But you didn't die, and you still exist in this world like this! Mammals called humans are nothing more than reeds that can think, although you are essentially the same…"

Zeus paused here.

In the scorching sea filled with divine power currents, there was only a black existence that had been almost completely charred.

[Even the form of a human had been distorted]

[You were able to survive under Zeus's divine lightning]

[Although there was the connection with the Mother Goddess Medusa, and the influence of the Great God Zeus not being able to use his full power, etc.]

[But your unyielding will was also the key to persevering until now]

[Various factors, none could be missing]

[You knew that Zeus wasn't showing his true form yet]

[The purpose of this form itself was more for dialogue, and its combat ability was lower compared to the true body]

"But! How could there be such a resilient reed in the world! To be so crazy about the word 'happiness' to such a non-human extent!"

Zeus said through gritted teeth.

There wasn't a trace of anger or dissatisfaction in His words, but more of an incomprehension and shock.

Even the Great God was surprised.

For a moment, it was difficult to admit that such a crazy species was human.

They witnessed how much the hero transcended common sense.

[Divine light enveloped this sea area]

[Even you, who had been charred by the lightning to the point of being unrecognizable, were also under this divine light]

[It was Zeus who issued an order to the gods]

["The Lord has ordered, to show our generosity, in my name, I command the goddess Demeter, the Earth Goddess who governs the harvest of all ages, to bestow mercy here."]

[Demeter did not refuse]

[She gazed at you, who had survived even after experiencing lightning, and the maternal love from her heart flowed out]

[If only such a strong child]

[If you were a beloved child by her side, how wonderful it would be, she would definitely not let you suffer this kind of pain]

[If her own child could become so dazzling, with a tenacious will like a flower on a cliff–]

[How gratified she would be as a mother]

[That was under her care]

[There was no way the child could grow to show the appearance]

[The love of machine gods cannot give birth to heroes]

[Is the hero, so dazzling?]

[Some gods couldn't help but think like this in their hearts]