The King of the Underworld is Tired Chapter 4 (4/82)
The Story of Gigantes - (1)
This is the underworld, ruled by the god of the Underworld, Hades.
It is a cold and dark space where souls of the dead come to find rest.
Due to the nature of the Underworld, most gods avoid this place, making it very quiet.
I find this Underworld to my liking.
The tranquility I feel when I close my eyes brings me rest rather than loneliness.
However, there were some wicked and evil intruders who violated Hades' sanctuary.
"Indeed, as Mother Gaia said, there is an Underworld!"
"Let's all attack! Let's kill Hades, the King of the Underworld, and liberate Tartarus!"
"Brothers of the Gigantes! Let's free the Titan gods!"
They were hideous monsters with the lower bodies of snakes and the upper bodies of humans.
These beings, who called themselves Gigas, were undoubtedly sent by someone to attack us.
If you listen carefully to what they are saying...
It seems that Grandmother Gaia is very displeased with our imprisonment of the Titans in Tartarus.
The Earth Mother, who gave birth to our father Cronus by marrying the sky god Uranus, is not someone to be underestimated.
Although she has her dignity and will not personally drive us out...
The urgent voice of the goddess Styx echoed in my mind.
All the things causing chaos in the Underworld are new gods born from the power of Mother Gaia.
With dozens of them filled with hostility, it's no wonder the power of the goddess Styx alone is insufficient.
I also sent her a message to take refuge in a quiet place.
While I appreciate the goddess Styx's concern, it would be useless to ask for her help.
The Gigantes, who call themselves Gigas, have invaded the Underworld on the orders of Grandmother Gaia.
If so, they must have also invaded the sea ruled by Poseidon and Mount Olympus where Zeus resides.
"It will depend on how many of them there are."
But you don't have to worry, Lady Styx.
The Underworld will not fall to such creatures.
The entrance to the underworld is narrow, and they seem to have come here thinking it would be easy to defeat us with just dozens of them, like Poseidon or Zeus without their powerful weapons.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing in disbelief because, although they are gods, I couldn't sense any immortality in them.
They didn't even fight on the surface but invaded my home ground. What's the difference between this and fighting Poseidon in the sea?
I mocked the arrogant vermin.
Since workers to manage the underworld have come of their own accord,
I might as well kill them all and use their souls as slaves.
Rising from my throne, I put on the transparent helmet, Kynée, and my form was completely hidden from the world.
I drew the sword refined from the River Styx, a symbol of the promise that gods must keep if they swear by it.
The sword naturally formed armor around my body, and I climbed up to the wall to observe the intruders.
Dozens of divine power masses were smashing the gate madly; they were the Gigantes.
Boom! Bang!
I scattered the half-human, half-snake giants, the Gigantes, and quietly jumped down to the castle.
It would be nice to just sweep them away with divine power or authority, but they are as strong as the Titan gods.
I don't know how many more enemies are outside the Underworld, so it would be more efficient to cut their throats one by one with the Styx sword.
Right like this.
Swoosh—
"Ah!"
"What, what is it! I was caught off guard!"
"I didn't feel anything!"
I moved to a new position and cut the waist of another Gigante.
I turned my eyes to the next enemy, leaving the Gigas, who fell with a look of incomprehension.
"Ah!"
"Their presence can't be detected! Where are you, Hades!"
The Gigantes, who formed a circle and guarded all sides, were useless.
These monsters, who looked like they had just been born, had great power but didn't know how to use it.
"Throw the rocks from the ground! Brothers!"
"Spray blood to locate them!"
If they had the experience of surviving a long war, it might be different, but now they are just inexperienced.
Killing them was too easy for me, who had years of war experience against the Titan gods.
"Why! I confirmed this direction clearly!"
"Ah! My waist... my waist..!"
Do you think my helmet, which rivals Astrapae and the trident, would show my position with just that?
I whispered in the ear of a terrified Gigas and pierced his heart with the Styx sword.
Now that there are enough corpses, it's time to make some subordinates.
"Ugh... ugh..."
"... ugh"
"The souls of the dead brothers are rising! It's the power of the god of the Underworld!"
"We should have brought more brothers!"
The dead Gigantes were enveloped in black smoke, and white figures rose to attack other Gigantes.
All souls in the Underworld belong to me, Hades. There are no exceptions, even for gods.
"Ah! S... spare me!"
"Our mother is Gaia! We are your kin!"
So what? You came to kill me, so what are you saying now?
The remaining Gigas was surrounded by translucent souls, and I quietly took off the Kynée.
Wearing a helmet on my head is quite suffocating, you know.
Especially with this Kynée, which wraps me in an intangible aura, it feels like something is covering my whole body.
The last intruder, who just now discovered me, trembled and begged for his life.
When you boldly invaded the Underworld, did you not think this would happen?
"J... just a moment! If you spare me, I won't come back to the Underworld.."
Swoosh. Thud!
The winds of time can turn even the weak souls of 21st-century humans into the ruthless god of the Underworld.
The Gigantes, who dared to invade the Underworld without fear, all turned into a handful of spirits.
* * *
I ordered the Gigantes, now soul-like beings obedient only to my command, to clean up the polluted underworld and called the goddess Styx.
Soon, a stream rose from the River Styx, and the goddess Styx, bleeding from one arm, appeared before me.
"Huff... It seems Lady Gaia really wants a war."
"Perhaps the Earth Mother has been quiet until now because she has been pouring her power into creating these Gigantes."
The current era is before the establishment of the twelve Olympian gods.
No, it's an era where there are not even humans, let alone gods.
My knowledge of the future and mythology is gradually fading from my mind, but one thing I remember is this.
Like Odin in Norse mythology preparing for the Ragnarök war, Zeus is also cultivating human heroes to help us.
However, there are not many Olympian gods now, and there are no human heroes who will side with the gods.
This is the best time for Gaia and the Titan gods to rebel, dreaming of sweeping away the Underworld.
I ordered the delusional spirits who dared to dream of destroying the Underworld to defend this place well and prepared to go to Olympus.
The most urgent place now, with the Gigantes' invasion, is not the sea where Poseidon shows his invincible power but the palace of Olympus.
"Are you going to Olympus now? If so, I will go with you.."
I told her to guard the Underworld in case more of them come.
If Tartarus is breached, our defeat is certain, so someone must stay here.
"If so, I will go. How about you guarding the Underworld?"
The Gigantes gathered in the Underworld are powerful gods, but there are only dozens of them.
Grandmother Gaia must have guessed that we cannot be defeated by them alone.
There must be hundreds, if not more, of Gigantes causing chaos in Olympus.
To provide meaningful support that can influence the battle, I must go there myself.
I don't expect much from that Zeus.
"Ugh... be careful."
I comforted the worried goddess Styx and crossed the five rivers surrounding the Underworld to head to the surface.
The warm sunlight and vibrant plants of the surface, which I haven't seen in a long time, welcomed me, but the air was very heavy.
Evidence that a massive war of the gods is affecting the world.