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Mount Olympus, Divine King's sleeping chamber.
It had been quite some time since the punishment of humans, and Zeus, seated on a chair in his palace, gently massaged his temples.
His headaches had become more noticeable in recent days.
The Divine King knew what this was about. His daughter was about to come of age, eager to come into this world, yet as a deity, she needed a process, a 'birth.'
But Zeus, after all, was not a goddess; he couldn't possibly 'give birth' to her, and so her power began to conflict with her father's.
Regarding this matter, Zeus indeed was not without a solution. As an immortal member of the deity race, and not human, he could simply open up his body to allow her to be born. However, in reality, the Divine King wasn't very eager for her to emerge.
