The King of the Underworld is Tired 1 (1/82)
When I opened my eyes, thinking I had died in the 21st century on Earth, I found myself in a world overflowing with dreams and hope.
Or rather, I was lying on the ground, naked, rolling around.
Just as I was at a loss, someone shouted at 'us.'
"Brothers, sisters, quickly take up your weapons and fight! Before that crazy father swallows us back into his belly!"
A blonde man, gripping a sharp sword, was talking to the people around him.
On the ground were spears and swords he had scattered, and the naked perverts around me were picking up weapons.
"Thanks, little brother! We almost got trapped in Father's belly forever!"
"To swallow your own children right after they're born, is that what a father should do to his children!"
A perverted man in his twenties with blue hair swung his sword at the 'father.'
Despite trying to kill his own father, the man showed no hesitation, and the perverts around him also joined in.
"This time, we won't be so easily devoured!"
As if still groggy from a hangover, the 'father' glared at us savagely.
How could a person not be injured by a sword?
Watching their fight, I clearly felt something was off.
Everyone was moving at incredible speeds, the ground was a mess, and the sound of weapons clashing was deafening, but that was secondary...
"Keh... Do you dare to rebel against me, Cronus! And Metis, how could you betray me!"
I could see all their movements and fights clearly.
Ordinary human eyes couldn't see such superhuman battles.
I would have been killed by the debris flying out from the explosions.
"Brother behind, fight too! We're being pushed back!"
It seemed that whether I had been reborn as a superhuman or a monster, the 'father' had no intention of leaving me alone.
The moment that thought crossed my mind, I picked up a spear from the ground and threw it with all my might.
"Good, it hit Father's arm precisely!"
I'm sorry, Father, but you attacked me, so I had no choice...
The 'father' quickly pulled the spear out of his arm and muttered something.
"We won't give up so easily!"
An intangible aura from the father distorted the world.
But after a moment, as we all resisted with all our might, the strangely flowing time returned to its original state.
Feeling my body move normally again, we continued our rebellious actions, and the father, unable to withstand it, flew away.
"If it weren't for the little brother, we would have been in big trouble."
"It's all thanks to Mother. She gave Father a stone to swallow instead of me."
"Is that what it was? When the stone fell into Father's belly, I thought he had gone mad."
After the battle, the exhausted people sat on the ground.
As we all panted, the blonde youth spoke.
"I am the last child born to Mother, Zeus. What are the names of the brothers and sisters...?"
"Hmm. I am called Poseidon."
"I am Hera. Thanks to you, we all survived. Thank you."
The blue-haired man introduced himself as Poseidon, and the woman as Hera.
Could this be Greek and Roman mythology? Then the father earlier was Cronus?
After the introductions, they all looked at me.
And I realized what I had to say.
One of the six brothers of Zeus in Greek and Roman mythology, the ruler of the Underworld...
I finished the story, leaving out the details of my past life and making appropriate adjustments.
"So, what happened? Tell me the story of how Zeus became the god and established Olympus!"
Persephone, the goddess of spring and seeds, looked at me with excitement and called out cutely.
But you don't plan to go back? Demeter will worry.
"Hmph, not for a while! Mom always overprotects me."
The goddess of spring and seeds had a radiant beauty and clear divine power that didn't fit the Underworld.
Seeing this cute niece playing in the dark Underworld caused cognitive dissonance in my mind.
It would be best to send her back before Demeter gets angry...
"No way... I don't want to go!"
Niece, maintain some dignity as a goddess.
As a goddess responsible for one of the seasons, this behavior is unacceptable.
Of course, I knew she was showing this side because I was her relative and one of the three major gods.
If she showed this side to humans, she might curse them without hesitation...
She was too spoiled when she was young.
How did Demeter raise her? I get it. I get it.
"Hehe. Thanks, Uncle Hades!"
If I tell her stories until she gets tired, she'll eventually go back on her own.
Surprisingly, we were gods.
Not metaphorically, but real gods from the mythological era.
The children of Cronus, the god of agriculture and time, and Rhea, the earth mother.
I gave a slight push to my legs and jumped into the sky.
Feeling like a superhero, my body quickly soared upward.
The clear, open sky welcomed me, and the air around me rushed away.
Do you find it hard to breathe? How can you sit on a cloud?
It's all thanks to divine power. The supernatural power my mother... Rhea, taught me in this life.
The immense power surging endlessly within me moved smoothly, as if I had handled it all my life.
Of course, it's natural since we aren't human.
"Hades, did you find anything up there? Any of Father's spies!"
I heard Poseidon's voice shouting from below.
I didn't find anything, but I wanted to enjoy the scenery, so I looked around and gave a casual response.
Around me, fluffy white clouds floated in groups.
Below, the vast forests and rivers captivated my eyes like a landscape painting.
The overwhelming omnipotence of looking down on the world from a high place.
For a moment, I felt as if the whole world belonged to me, but then I looked up.
Higher up, countless stars expressed their presence amidst the Milky Way.
Expanding my vision, the dense black silk filled my pupils, and a natural exclamation of wonder escaped my lips.
Is maddeningly beautiful.
Until then, I didn't really think I had to fight the Titans to the death, but after seeing the sky, I felt a desire.
I just wanted to live long in this world, enjoy it, and savor the air.
To do that, the Titans were obstacles.
I imagine the other gods at that time had similar thoughts.
"Wow... Sometimes, when I look up from Olympus, it's truly beautiful..."
That's why we fought our father.
We didn't want to lose this world that seemed to be in our hands.
Although I didn't know much about Greek and Roman mythology, I remembered some parts.
For example, the fact that the Hecatoncheires, with a hundred hands, were on our side.
Thanks to this, I wasn't surprised when Zeus brought the Cyclopes and the Hecatoncheires to the war.
I was very curious when I received the invisible helmet, the Kynêe, which could hide me from any god.
Wearing the Kynêe, I hid all the Titans' weapons,
"Weapons! The weapons are gone! Unbelievable, who dared to sneak into Mount Othrys!"
Zeus, naming his lightning Astraphe, gave the Titans a fierce shock,
"Hot. Why are you grabbing my waist while saying that!"
Poseidon, swinging his trident, caused a magnitude 10.0 earthquake.
Thus, we mercilessly knocked down the unarmed and visually impaired Titans, winning the war.
It should have been a peaceful and glorious era...
"Lord Hades! The god of death, Thanatos, has gone missing, and the souls coming to the Underworld have disappeared!"
"Someone who can create celestial music like Lord Apollo wants to meet Lord Hades..."
"A muscular human, no, a demigod, is beating up the ferryman Charon and coming this way!"
"Demeter has sent a letter demanding the return of Persephone. If not, she will dry up the earth..."
I never thought I would become the manager of a complaint department filled with all sorts of crazy people.
Hearing the commotion outside, Persephone quietly stood up.
Yes, you plan to run away quietly before your mother comes.
"Well... Uncle Hades, it seems you're busy, so I'll... hehe..."
Go ahead and never come back.