Falling from the sky, landing on the earth.

The wind whistled in my ears, breaking through the layers of clouds.

Having his own weapon pressed against his chest was like carrying a mountain on his back.

The mind focused on the wrist for a moment, then shifted away.

Hercules had never been so weak since he became conscious.

Because a series of shackles between the visible and invisible were wrapped around his body, restraining the power that could move mountains.

This is the seal of the God-King. It sealed the giants in the First Age and marked the beginning of Mother Earth's rebellion against Father Sky.

It also sealed the sun in the Second Age, foreshadowing that Kronos had control over the starry sky.

And now, it was used on a human being, and naturally achieved better results... If the first two were imprisoned, but the King of Gods at least could not do anything about their innate powerful strength, then Hercules was different.

Although he was powerful, he could not defeat the hundred-armed giant that the gods feared.

In front of the ancient sun god, he could not even compare to the sun.

Therefore, the rules locked him down easily, making him as fragile as an ordinary mortal at this moment... Then, deep in his mind, the great hero touched the silver halo.

That was the mark left by the reflection of the artifact, the Mirror of Spraer, that brought him to Mount Olympus.

It was because of its existence that Hercules indulged his heart and set foot on the sacred mountain without any preparation - as long as it was there, he could return to the way he came.

Besides, he has a trump card that he has never used, which is "false immortality".

Ander told him that this was a ritual that could only be violently broken by the primordial god himself or a force of equal strength.

And in that historical image, the true body of the God-King had long been trapped in Asgard - after he performed his despicable sacrifice.

He violated the covenant between God and man, abandoned the morality and honor of being a God, and ultimately failed to win.

When seeing this scene, Hercules felt only shame.

His bloodline actually came from such a god, and the other party was the king of gods.

boom--

The silver light twisted, and the great hero disappeared along the same path he came from, falling into the world of all spirits.

But perhaps the rules were set in advance, and even the power of the [Mirror of Spreer] did not bring him back to the starting point, but instead he appeared on the edge of the World of All Spirits.

It is a restricted area of ​​samsara, outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission, this is an established rule… Hercules fell on the bluestone brick surface and did not move.

He looked up at the four spiritual moons in the sky, silently digesting everything that had happened before.

"…Hey, you're back?"

With a cry of surprise, Eros flapped his wings and revealed his true form.

Looking at the big hero lying on the ground, she poked him with the tail of her lead arrow, as if to make sure whether the big guy was still alive.

"As you can see, my Lord, I am back alive."

Hercules did not stand up, his expression was calm.

And seeing this was somewhat unexpected, Eros couldn't help but become a little more curious.

"Hmm? Aren't you surprised?"

"I know what you are going to do, and I am waiting for you here in advance!"

“…Maybe it’s because I’m doing too well.”

The hero spoke calmly and directly:

"This is the center of the spirit world. Before coming here, I had anticipated all kinds of difficulties and dangers."

"It's just that when I walked here, until I held the reflection in the magic mirror, I didn't encounter any obstacles... Ask yourself, there must be some reason for this."

"And now it seems that you, sir, may be one of the reasons."

"..."

Eros frowned slightly, feeling very disappointed.

As a lustful Gemini, she loves nothing more than active, high emotions.

Whether it is fear, hatred, love, anger, astonishment, or something else.

But Hercules was too calm at the moment, as if he was not a creature who had just experienced a major change... Blinking, Eros looked at the person in front of him more carefully.

After a moment, a look of realization flashed across her face.

"What a powerful seal! Is Zeus so powerful?"

"No, that's not right. The God King is just too powerful."

"Hmph, but no matter how powerful the God King is, he can't stop me with just a seal... I am the Twin of Love and Desire - Eros!"

He reached out and pressed the hero's arm, and in an instant, the induction that had been blocked by the rules was connected.

It was as if the emotions suppressed under the sea suddenly burst out, causing the two arrows on her waist to tremble slightly.

As one of the last traces of the original god of love and emotions left in the world, Gemini's power is often comparable to that of great divine power, and even surpasses it in some aspects.

So he easily broke through the barrier, and Eros' eyes narrowed slightly.

Such strong emotions are her favorite delicacy.

"That's great. As a human being, I will remember you."

Nodding with satisfaction, Eros looked at the great hero.

"I've decided. I'm going to use the arrow I used to shoot you as a reward!"

"Besides that, I will give you another gift - your anger and hatred."

"After all, I have disliked Zeus for a long time, but the power I have accumulated has never been enough."

Taking out the lead arrow from her waist, Eros looked a little more serious.

The arrow of revenge cannot be forced, only the other party can comply.

"So human, how about lending me your hatred?"

"Do you feel the curse wrapped around this arrow?"

"You are not the first, and you won't be the last."

"I have collected the hatred of more than one living being towards the God King... and you can become one of them."

"...It's up to you."

I sat up with difficulty, feeling a sense of emptiness inside that I had never felt before.

Not caring about what Eros wanted to do, the great hero just silently felt his own state.

He had never felt so weak before, as if the power he once had never existed.

"It's useless. You can't break the seal of the God King."

"Even considering that you are only a human, I doubt that the other great powers can break this seal."

There was a flash of lead arrows, and the color seemed to grow darker.

Satisfied with putting it away, Eros seemed to see what Hercules was thinking, but she just shook her head.

"You are too fragile, compared to the immortal gods, I mean."

"Even the ritual you hold in your hands cannot withstand the power of two great powers colliding within you."

"If you want to unlock it, perhaps only you can do it if you are strong enough."

"But to be honest, I can't imagine how a human could possess that kind of power...Okay, you should leave."

His face suddenly changed. Having gotten what he wanted, Eros immediately performed a face-changing show.

The World of All Spirits is not a place for this human being to stay, especially now that he has lost his power and cannot move freely here.

Staying here by force is just courting death, so let's just go back to where we came from...

With a wave of her hand, an invisible repulsive force emerged, and Eros directly threw the other party into the human world.

As for why it’s not the underworld… naturally it’s because mortals can’t survive there either.

Although she didn't care about the life and death of ordinary humans, the one in front of her was somewhat special.

……

Another fall, an endless fall.

When he opened his eyes again, Hercules saw the sunlight.

After standing up from the ground, his weak body recovered a little.

After all, even though he has lost his power, the hero is still a strong and powerful warrior.

If it weren't for the sudden loss that caused his body to be unable to adapt, Hercules wouldn't have acted so weak.

He looked around slowly. This was a forest and there was no sign of any human activity.

But in a more distant place, a huge and unobservable black shadow stood - it was the remains of a mountain, a divine pillar that once supported the sky.

Even though it has collapsed now, its existence is still unmatched.

"The center of the continent?"

After careful confirmation, the hero was sure that this place was not on the route he had taken before.

But this is normal. After all, with the height of Mount Odisha, the immeasurable broken peak can be clearly seen even from hundreds of thousands of miles away.

After determining his position, Hercules couldn't help feeling a little confused for a moment.

Now most of the mysteries have been solved, but he was also sealed by Zeus.

So what should I do next, and how can I defeat my father, the King of Gods of Mount Olympus?

The copper stick that fell with him swayed slightly, as if reminding something.

But under the ban of Olympus, it is now just an ordinary weapon.

Perhaps in some ways, Zeus was right.

For Hercules, who was born with strength far beyond that of ordinary people, he was indeed missing something.

He had never been an ordinary person, although he had tried to understand the thoughts of ordinary people.

He had never been a simple human being, because when he was born he could strangle the poisonous snakes sent by Hera, which was the same talent as the gods in heaven.

When gods lose their immortality and power, are they still gods?

The great hero cannot answer this question.

Because when he faced it himself, he seemed to find it difficult to give an answer.

And this is the source of Zeus's confidence.

He believed, like every god, every person who had ever possessed great power, that their confidence was placed alongside their power.

As long as their power is taken away, one day they will realize their "mistakes" and bow to the great God-King.

bang——

"Ok?"

With a slightly changed expression, Hercules looked in the direction where the sound came from.

There, a familiar bronze coffin fell to the ground.

The coffin lid fell, and the young goddess, like Sleeping Beauty, lay quietly here.

At the same time, the great hero seemed to see the figure of Eros.

"This is my reward for you, be happy~ la la la!"

Using her mouth to imitate the sound, Eros drew her bow and drew her arrow.

The next moment, a golden arrow shot out from the air and hit the goddess of youth in the chest.

The arrow entered the body and dissipated in an instant like water.

Points of light emerged and lingered around the goddess of youth.

The goddess, who had experienced numerous disasters including the wizard's sneak attack, the mother tree's sacrifice, and the evil creature's soul-devouring, seemed to have finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Her cheeks gradually became rosy and her breathing became more stable.

At a certain moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

After many days, she finally regained consciousness.

Looking at this scene, even though Heracles could not remember the origin of the golden arrow, he still stepped forward and asked:

"Your Highness Heber, are you okay?"

"..."

"He... Bo..."

"are you talking about me?"

With a dazed look in her eyes, the goddess of youth looked at the first living being she saw after opening her eyes, her eyes full of helplessness.

But for some reason, when she saw the figure in front of her, an inexplicable sense of trust rose from the bottom of her heart.

He is trustworthy, yes, that's it... So my name is Hebe?

"you--?"

In front of the goddess of youth, Hercules also felt incredible when he saw Hebe's strange reaction.

A god who has lost his memory... Can the power of the River of Oblivion actually work on a god?

We don't know the cause and effect, but Hebe's situation is the result of multiple factors.

The River of Forgotten that runs through the spiritual world already carries some powers related to memory. The punishment of the laws of the world and the power of sacrifice have dealt a heavy blow to the body of the Goddess of Youth.

The existence of the Thousand-Faced Soul Eater shook her spirit again, and Eros's golden arrow dealt the final blow.

So at this moment, Chaos' first innate god with amnesia was born.

Although this may not be permanent, after all, the independence and indestructibility of the spirit of the gods are also protected... but at least it is like this now.

Somehow, even the power of the Forgotten River became slightly stronger, and a unique divinity began to spread in its water.

"Tsk, I'm so smart."

"Not only did I get the fun I wanted, but I also increased the power of the Styx... Now, even if someone finds out in the future, no one can blame me!"

He looked happy, but he also didn't expect such a result to happen.

Eros originally just wanted to see how Hercules would respond to the love and desire from someone who was simultaneously his "half-sister", "god raised by Hera", and "daughter of his enemy".

But she never expected that Heber had lost his memory.

"Well... amnesia is good."

"Sure enough, as smart as I am, Volos can't even compare to me!"

With a hearty laugh, Eros spread his wings and flew back to the depths of the spirit world.

Today's turn of events was a bit unexpected, so she had to sort out the Styx first.