[Status]
Name: Crisaor
Race: [Giant God]
Core: [Giant's Heart (A++)] [Divine Core (C)]
Divine Authority: [Strength (A)] [Earthquakes (A+)] [Charm (C+)]
Condition: [Healthy]
Age: 3 (Months)
Racial Level: (C)
Personal Level: 47 (Level Up from Racial EXP Growth)
Body: (A) [193]
Mind: (D) [61]
Spirit: (C) [168]
Status Points: 66
Passive Abilities: [Herculean Body (A++)] [Giant's Heart (EX+)] [Giant's Growth (EX)] [Magic Resistance (A++)] [Physical Resistance (A++)] [Purity (A++)] [Goddess's Whim "Charm" (A+)] (+) [Eternal Youth (A+)] (+) [Archery (C)] [Apprentice Swordsman (C+)] [Bronze Body (B++)] [Mage (A+)] [Animal Instinct (C)]
Active Abilities: [Mana Control (A+)] [Mana Sense (B+)] [Giant Language (B+)] [Blessing of the Giant (B)] [Flight (C+)] [Earth Magic (A+)] [Call of the Sea (D+)] [Presence Concealment (A+)] (+) [Vampirism (C)] (+) [Siren's Song (A)] [Territory Creation (A)] [Object Creation (A)]
After finishing his fish, Crisaor stared at the two unconscious girls, lost in his own thoughts.
Unfortunately, he couldn't stay lost in his thoughts as Atalanta woke up.
Her body, blessed by a goddess and accustomed to the forest, quickly recovered. After waking up somewhat confused and looking at the dark clouds in the sky, Atalanta quickly remembered what had happened.
"Oh!... Damn it."
"It seems you've awakened..."
A powerful voice with a hint of childlike innocence reached her ears. The Huntress of the Moon gazed intensely and cautiously at the giant not far away.
"Why did you let us live?"
She could sense Medea's presence and breath even though the latter had not yet awakened. It was a gift of sorts, acquired from being raised by a bear in the midst of the forest, and it granted her some truly useful abilities.
"To you... I've let you live because I don't see the need to make an enemy of another god. And Artemis, from what I understand, really appreciates you."
Well, she could understand that. In the end, while Artemis didn't usually seek to harm people, she wasn't afraid to shoot an arrow imbued with the concept of the moon at her enemies.
Although a bitter taste filled her mouth as she realized that even now, after training so hard, she was merely a mortal who had to rely on her benefactor's name to survive.
Sighing, she sat down before looking at the 20-meter giant not far away.
"Who is your father? If your mother is Medusa, I'm curious about your father."
Since Jason was aware that only women were on this island, the birth of a giant here piqued her curiosity. Curiosity truly killed the cat, and she couldn't help but ask.
"There's no need for you to know."
Unfortunately, Crisaor didn't want to answer that question. Instead, he pointed towards the sea, where a simple little boat was moored by the shore.
"That's a boat left behind by a long-deceased ancient hero. You can use it to leave if you wish, but I regret to inform you that your captain and his friend are now dead."
Atalanta nodded. She truly didn't care much about the deaths of her two companions. Unless it's a young child, she despises men.
-Thank you...
But even though she expressed gratitude, she hadn't left yet. She was waiting for Medea to wake up, but Crisaor didn't rush her.
He simply got up and walked towards the center of the island. He needed to inform his two aunts that he was okay and that he had won.
After that, he had many ideas swirling in his head thanks to the sorcery he had gained. He also wanted to build a somewhat decent house to live in...
It wouldn't be long before he had to go seek his mother's soul. But still, he wanted a roof over his head to sleep under.
[+1 Year]
Time passed quickly when you found something to occupy your mind. With the help of "Territory Creation (A)" and "Object Creation (A)," along with his Giant's Heart and Giant Pulse now infused with magic throughout the island, he gradually transmuted the land into gold and marble.
The trees turned into iron pillars, and the wind became a silent barrier that prevented anyone from coming to the island without his knowledge.
The gold was bathed under the sun for 7 days, using the name "Apollo" and the mystery of the sun to enchant each brick with incredible durability.
He used his mother's name, "Gorgon," and the legend of the mother of all beasts to create animals, even creatures capable of easily overpowering a human from the era of the gods.
Enchanted clothing was created, and a barrier surrounded the entire island of the Gorgons. Unless a god arrived at this place, it would be extremely difficult to enter without his permission or that of his two aunts.
Atalanta left after seeing that Medea had awakened, but the woman who had nowhere to go, having lost her love and family, didn't know what to do with her life anymore, so she stayed on the island.
She became the "Mistress" of the giant Crisaor, as per his request. In this way, a mage from the era of the gods joined his support ranks.
He could have stolen Medea's Mage card, but the experience of a woman taught by the gods couldn't be summed up in just one card. No...
So, she had much to teach and a broken heart to mend. Slowly, a white and golden palace began to take shape in the middle of the island, growing more mysterious and magical with each passing day.
[Olympus]
[Temple of Athena]
Crash!
A loud bang shattered the table crafted by the hands of Hephaestus. The fiery eyes of an enraged goddess fixated on islands covered in black mist on the world map.
"Jason is dead... And not only that, that bitch had a son!"
She wanted to go and crush that woman herself. She took two of her prized toys away from her. But in the end, she calmed down and didn't rush off.
Medusa had grown much stronger over the years. Currently, even she doubted winning head-on. But she didn't need to win head-on...
She was smarter than most of the gods, and she had the largest following within the pantheon. So, individually, the Heroes couldn't win against her. She would send an army.
And if the army couldn't succeed, she would send two. She had countless mortals willing to give their lives for her word.
Ignoring the broken table, Athena left the surveillance room and walked with heavy eyes to the center of the temple. There was a rather special fountain there.
The water fountain was used to communicate with mortals and deliver their prophecies.
After tossing a gold coin, Athena spoke without hesitation or doubt.
"Destroy the Gorgon Island and the renegade giant."
The flames of Ares spread through Athens as mortals mobilized everything at their disposal to please their holy patron.