**[PREVIOUSLY]**
I quickly ensure the door is locked.
After this, I turn to the strangers lying on my bed, with the million-dollar question:
"Who are you?"
I could see Europa looking confused, but somehow, her eyes slowly closed, and she fainted on the bed.
Looking to the side, I noticed Sheherazade blowing a kind of blue dust into her face.
Nitocris sat in the corner, in seiza position, nervously glancing at her leader.
"Hmm... Do you know you're quite the interesting person? Someone who can escape the thread and line of fate... But is that enough?... Minotaur?"
Hearing that name made my eyes widen in shock! NOBODY, aside from me or my parents, knew that name.
Everyone knew me as Asterius... And now, fate? Threads? Lines?
...
My eyes widened further, and my hair stood on end as a realization struck me about who these women might be!
"WAIT A MINUTE? ARE YOU THE F-"
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[CURRENT MOMENT]
3rd Person POV
His eyes widened further, and his hair stood on end as realization struck him about who these women might be!
"WAIT A MINUTE? ARE YOU THE FATES?"
The hybrid prince shouted, stepping back from the three women now awake on his bed.
At that moment, Asterius feared for his future. After all, the three goddesses of fate were not to be trifled with! Not even ZEUS or TYPHON dared to challenge them!
Upon hearing the shock and fear in the heir's voice, "Sheba," the leader of the three, let out a soft laugh as she adjusted herself on the bed. Sitting on the edge, she crossed her legs, resting her chin on her palm, and responded with a fox-like smile:
"Not exactly. We are and are not them. What you see before you are fragments of our minds—receptacles, so to speak. We can't abandon our work entirely, but we can send small fragments of our consciousness into unborn bodies destined to host them. Like these, for instance! Currently, their original consciousnesses are dormant, so you could say that, at this moment, we *are* the Fates or Moirai!" She explained, her eyes fixed on the demigod still keeping his distance.
Nitocris then spoke, her tone lively:
"Of course, we only do this rarely. But since you, Lord Asterius, altered the timeline irreversibly, we had no choice but to intervene!" She fidgeted nervously, swinging one foot, showing traces of the original host's personality.
"And unfortunately, your actions delayed our plans, which could cause irreparable chaos and unplanned deaths across the Greek universe. Because of you, *we* could die!" said Sheherazade, her lifeless, unfocused eyes seeming to gaze upon the end of the universe and her existence.
Hearing this, Asterius felt a vein of rage pulse in his forehead.
"AND WHAT DID YOU EXPECT ME TO DO? JUST ACCEPT MY IMMINENT DEATH?" The demigod roared back, furious.
"Yes." Three voices replied simultaneously, their gazes turning serious. In unison, they declared:
"Destined death is a principle that has existed since the dawn of creation and chaos. Mortals, humans, plants, GODS, Primordials, and even the UNIVERSE itself will one day meet their destined end. You must accept this... or pay the price for altering the course of history, Asterius, son of Pasiphae and the Bull of Crete, grandson of Poseidon, and great-grandson of ZEUS!"
As their declaration ended, the light in the eyes of the three receptacles faded, and they collapsed onto the bed as if their strings had been cut. Like their souls, the bodies began to disintegrate, turning into golden Ichor dust.
Seeing this, Asterius broke into a cold sweat, his expression frozen in despair. It seemed fate would never allow him a peaceful life.
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[Nearby the Island]
Flying through the skies, a chariot drawn by flaming-eyed winged horses galloped toward Crete with determined speed. Its master, clutching the reins, stood firmly, his divine weapons—a spear and shield—visible within the chariot.
Wearing a Spartan helmet adorned with crimson plumage, his fiery eyes burned with determination and irritation as he looked toward the island.
"Aphrodite... I think it's time I test this demigod you hold so dear. After all, no mere grandson of a half-blood should compare to me... the god of war, ARES!" With a roar, Ares accelerated toward his destination.
...
Meanwhile, Aphrodite knelt atop a hill on Crete, her dark skin and flowing pink hair glowing in her true form. Tears streamed silently down her face as she prayed to Chaos for guidance at this crossroads.
"What do I do... What can I do... Ast..."
Before she could finish her prayer, a familiar yet unexpected voice startled her.
"Something troubling you, Dite?"
Aphrodite jumped in fright, spinning around to see her primary lover, *ARES*, standing there in all his Spartan glory.
"How did he get so close without me noticing? Was I so lost in thought that I missed his divine presence entering my domain?"
Despite her concern, Aphrodite quickly masked it behind her seductive persona, flashing a sly smile as she walked toward the god.
Swaying her fertile hips in a way she knew the god watched intently from behind his helmet, she approached the silent and observant deity. Gently placing her delicate hand on his robust, warm chest, she whispered to him,
"Oh, Ari~ Have you missed me that much? Did you come to visit me on my vacation? Or perhaps... you've become adventurous and want some 'fun outdoors,' my dear?" As she spoke, Aphrodite let her hand trail over Ares, caressing the sculpted muscles of his chest, sliding down to his tunic, slipping inside, and finally grabbing her prize. Bingo!
"Oh? Someone's excited to see me, aren't they? Not going to say anything, Ariee~?" Slowly stroking her favorite part of the god, she noticed that his gaze seemed focused on something beyond her, even though his honest part appeared pleased.
"Hmm… I thought I was only your second favorite now."
Hearing this, Aphrodite hid a smile as she realized the reason for the god's visit was different from what she had feared. It was much easier to handle!
"Ooh! My big Ari is jealous, isn't he? Don't worry, baby! You'll always be my favorite! Asterios and I have nothing—he's like a little brother to me (oh, the irony). I just enjoy teasing him. What you and I have? He and I could never."
Despite her words, she could see that Ares still seemed irritated. She would have to intensify her efforts if she wanted him to leave her Asterios alone. "Or are you saying you'd rather go pick a fight with a one-third god boy than have some fun with me?" she asked, releasing the masculinity she had been stroking moments before. Crossing her arms beneath her ample chest, she pouted.
But soon, a pair of strong, muscular arms wrapped around her from behind, with his palms finding her breasts, filling his hands, squeezing and massaging them. This made her let out a sigh of contentment.
She also felt the god's covered member nestled between her full buttocks, like a "hotdog" (sorry for the joke, I *had* to make it).
"Don't tease me, Dite! Or I'll take you right here and make you scream for everyone to know WHO you belong to!" the god of war growled in Aphrodite's ear as he moved his hips, creating friction and enjoying the warmth and tightness of her body.
Aphrodite slowly turned her face, smiling at the god as she whispered,
"Oh! Can you follow through on your words, A-r-e-s?"
Hearing the challenge and amusement in her voice, the god growled, releasing one of his hands from her breasts. She grabbed it and ripped his tunic.
Meanwhile, the god didn't notice Aphrodite's hidden smile.
'Men... so easily manipulated~'
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『A few hours from Crete』
"YUUUPP!!! LET'S GO, CETUS! MUHAHAHA! LET'S TEST A NEW DEMIGOD!"
Riding on the back of a massive sea monster—part humanoid, part serpentine with multiple tails—was [CETUS], the mythical creature once slain by the great hero Perseus ages ago, nowG̶̙͓̥̱̳̼̲̱͊̃͌͊͠a̸̢̤̙͓͓̞͚͆͛̆̑̒̕̕i̶̡̛̠͍͇͌͝a̶̤̙̗̞̣̹̦̓͂̓̀͋̍r̶̢̧̲̜͙̼̖̠̩͇̣̹̊́̊͠ͅĕ̶̡͖̮͚̱̼̣͈̦̜̘́̿̇̓͑̈̈̇̃͊̔͘͠v̵̠̱͉̦͔̏͆̾̍̐͑͘̚͝i̶̡̤̝̣̜͖̻͉̖͐́̉̋̈́̈́̀͑̇͛̾̃͝v̶̡̖̖͓̖̟̫͑̈́̌̈́̅̈̂̀ͅe̶̛͇̔́́́̿͂̈́̕̚͠d̷͖̓̓͑̈ it was now en route to Crete. (the glitches are intentional)
'Hehehe, let's see if you really are "the one," little demigod!'
Echidna, contrary to popular belief, was not the paragon of maturity despite being the mother of dozens of creatures and monsters. This childlike mindset made her the perfect partner for a chaotic being like Typhon. As some would say, "It takes madness to handle madness."
Despite her mission, Echidna was in no rush, navigating with Cetus at her leisure. The Mother of Monsters feared little, for there were few who could claim to have faced the king of Olympus, Zeus, and survived.
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『A Few Hours Later in Crete』
Meanwhile, in the royal chambers, King Minos was praying to the gods for a peaceful night, until—
CRACK
THRUM
'Ugh… I won't be sleeping tonight,' the king thought grimly.
"WHO DO THOSE HARLOTS THINK THEY ARE?! RUBBING THEIR SLUTTY, PROSTITUTING BODIES ALL OVER MY INNOCENT ASTERIUS?!! UAAAAAHG!" Queen Pasiphae screamed, throwing objects at the walls and stomping furiously.
"My love, please calm down!" Minos begged. "You'll wake the entire castle!"
The king sighed, sitting on the bed and looking somewhat terrified at his wife.
Minos dared not approach his enraged queen, not since the time she cursed him to "always ejaculate insects and centipedes." He was terrified of angering her during such moments.
"SHUT UP, MINOS! YOU'RE A USELESS KING! YOU CAN'T EVEN IMPRISON A FEW FOREIGN WHORES—" The queen's rant was interrupted by a tremor that shook the entire castle.
Both she and Minos had to hold onto furniture to stabilize themselves.
"WHAT IN THE THREE REALMS OF HADES IS THIS?!" Minos yelled as the tremor subsided, only to resume moments later.
Pasiphae was about to speak when the couple's door burst open, revealing a panicked soldier.
In another moment, Pasiphae would've killed him on the spot, but the situation seemed dire.
"YOUR MAJESTIES! MONSTERS ARE INVADING THE ISLAND!!" the soldier shouted in terror.
The two exchanged glances before rushing to the window.
And there it was.
Even from a distance, the colossal creature eclipsed the island's coast with its shadow.
The screams of civilians and soldiers filled the air, while violent waves crashed against the shores and the monster's roars echoed across the land.
Both Pasiphae and Minos could only stare in panic at the scene.
It seemed this night was about to get much worse.
But what followed next made the king and queen go pale and pray to the gods like never before.
Why?
Simple!
NIGHT TURNED INTO DAY IN AN INSTANT, WITH A SUN MOVING TO THE CENTER OF THE SKY.
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From his window overlooking the scene, Asterius stared, mouth and eyes wide open in shock at the spectacle before him.
And with words destined to be etched in the annals of history, the young Minotaur had only one response to explain how things had escalated to this point:
"MOIRAI, YOU DAUGHTERS OF BI—"