(PS: Let me make a statement first, love dramas and other things are not my strengths. I have thought about overviewing the content of this paragraph, but I am afraid that you will not be satisfied, so I will just read this chapter like this. I have really tried my best!)

When did you become so crazy?

【have no idea!】

What is the reason?

[Probably the age is too old. I have forgotten my original appearance, and then I want to find my appearance.]

So what was I like?

【Sorry, I can't remember it anymore.】

However, there seems to be images in the vague memory... the happy and joyful smile... the carefree play... The memories of the past tell me that I am very happy.

【But, it's still very vague, sure enough! I can't remember it at all.】

So how about looking for it yourself? In history, there should be many famous places and historical sites... These places should have their own footprints, so that they can regain their lost past.

【Well, go find it.】

But where should I find it?

[By the name! As long as you start from the name and know the name, you can quickly know your past, because you are a god at least. There should be many people who commemorate and worship yourself, and then there should be self-recording in the myths that have been circulated.]

So what is my name?

【Oh…When I think about it, it’s called Mo…Metis.

By the way, it's Metis.]

Looking for your past with a joyful mood, but...

No!

No, no, no!!!

I have no past!

How could it be that I am Metis, the goddess of the ocean and wisdom in ancient Greece! How could Zeus's first wife have no past?

How is this possible! How is it possible!!!

It is recorded in my own myth, although there is only this little bit! But there are joyful memories in my own memory! I have a name!

How could there be no past?

Then until one day, I saw it and saw the blurry look.

Long silver hair, owl-like eyes, fair skin, fairy-like slender body, wearing a blue and white ancient robe, a headdress made of olives on her head, and a dark sickle in her hand. The sky and the earth around her were dark, and the only things she could see were the stars and moonlight in the sky.

A body full of power and oppression floating in the sky, slowly moving forward, the ground was full of human beings who kept praying, everyone was respectful and muttering words, and they could clearly see their faces were filled with awe, worship, and fear...

This is undoubtedly myself.

But, it's not right!

Aren't you obviously here? Then who is this?

She is Athena!

An unknown voice tells himself, and this unknown voice comes from his heart.

【Athena?】

Then it’s your own daughter! After all, is this the case in the myth?

I asked, covering the position of my heart.

Is she really your daughter? The unknown voice in her heart questioned this.

【Of course.】

I told the unknown voice in my heart with certainty...and then the unknown voice was immersed in this way, and no matter how I called, it never appeared again.

Then I don’t know how long it took, but I finally understood.

Athena is not her daughter.

On the contrary, she really exists.

No wonder there is no detailed record in the myth, no wonder I have no past, no wonder my memories are all vague.

Because I've never been me.

I have never existed!

Metis, the goddess of ocean and wisdom, hahahahahahahahahahaha~~~ This is such a big joke, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

That's right, this is a huge joke!

Metis, Metis, Metis, what kind of goddess are you? You are just a useless thing you have created for the birth of Athena, just consumables, wastes, garbage that you have to create for the glory of Athena!

Because gods are noble, it is inevitable that they will be born prominent.

And myself, Metis, the goddess of the ocean and wisdom, was just a disposable item born to the fall of the noble Athena, the queen who once controlled everything, but now it has been used, it is naturally discarded.

So my myths are so few, very few.

And the happy voices in my memory are not my own, but...Athena's.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

False, everything is false, memory is false, myth is false, and even name is false.

Who am I? Who am I?

Woo~~(crying sound)

Can anyone tell me who!!!

(PS Mysterious Voice: Despair, enveloped Metis, enveloped Metis in crying.)

No one can answer me, and no one can answer me.

Why?

Why can Athena have everything?

Why?

Why is Athena so happy?

I don't agree, I, Metis, don't agree!

I hate, I hate! I hate so much!

Zeus who created me and destroyed me!

[Then, wouldn't it be better if you just create your myth.]

An unknown voice that had not appeared for a long time said.

Yes, since there is nothing in the myth, I will create myself, create my own myth, create everything I have, and create something unique that will never be forgotten.

But, how should I create it?

[Go to destroy, beautiful myths will be forgotten, and true history will be tampered with, but only fear will not be abandoned by people. Go to destroy, bring disaster to the world, make people deeply afraid, fear of Metis who bring endless darkness to the earth. This is something that only you, Metis, can do.]

Yes, this is something that only Metis can do, unique and never forgotten.

In this way, with such a heart, Athena and I separated, and with Athena's strength and appearance, Metis, came.

I have brought endless darkness to the world, and people are afraid and awe.

I did it, hahahahahahahaha, I, Metis, I will have a new myth, so I will not be forgotten, so I, Metis, will truly exist.

It is no longer an accessory to Athena, no longer a garbage born just for the myths of others, no longer a forgotten god.

Even if it is recorded as a snake that devours the sky because of being swallowed by itself and then wants to revenge and resent her husband, even if it is twisted by people and finally sealed, I have no complaints, just because I have really existed.

But, it failed, but it still failed in the end

The myth of Starless Night that scares people is actually attributed to Athena. Why, why!

It was clearly what I, Metis, did, but why was it counted on Athena's head?

Why, why!

Just because Athena is more famous than mine?

Then I will devour Athena, so that I can always exist and I can create my myth.

I appeared and came to the world again.

Then I met him, a god-killer with the breath of Zeus.

The first time I was scared because I had never really seen Zeus. The knowledge about Zeus I knew was only circulated in myths, and I could sense Zeus' breath and know that it was Zeus and would be grateful for the contents circulated in myths.

These contents allow me to know that the god-killer was filled with Zeus's breath.

I was in a panic and hurriedly prepared the appearance of hating Zeus.

Later I met the god-killer and fell in love at first sight.
To be continued...