Artemis never thought that the sun would go out one day.
All the light disappeared, leaving only a dim seed.
Just like the dead hero.
She saw Athena take the seed of life with her own eyes, and then went to the underworld like crazy.
At this moment, Artemis woke up.
Woke up from paranoia and excessive possessiveness.
She finally realized what she had done.
——Zoe died…….
"No! How could this happen? Athena, you clearly said that Zoe would never die! He would become a god, the one chosen by Gaia! How could such a person……..die?!"
"I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!"
Frantically tearing her fluffy white hair with some natural curls, Artemis squatted down with her head in her arms.
The fear in her heart continued to spread.
She regretted her actions.
"Your Majesty!"
The voice of the female hunter came to her ears, and Artemis trembled all over. She didn’t dare to look into Atalanta’s eyes.
"Where is Zoe? Where is Zoe!?"
"…………."
She didn’t dare to speak.
Artemis could only shut her mouth tightly.
She didn’t have the face to see Atalanta, Hephaestus, or anyone else!
If it weren’t for me………………
If I hadn’t insisted on ruining the wedding, would Athena have had no chance to release Cefalu?
If that was the case, would Zoe have survived?
Self-blame, guilt, regret……..
All kinds of thoughts surged into her mind, tangled and confusing.
Artemis seemed to see the boy, standing in front of her covered in blood.
Questioned her: "Why did you come? Why did you come! It’s you! Artemis! You killed me!"
Click——
It was like something "May 17" broke.
The string that the moon goddess was holding tightly finally broke into two pieces after being overwhelmed.
She shook her head in horror and staggered back.
"It’s not me! It’s not me! Zoe, I didn’t mean to kill you! It’s really not me!"
"It’s Athena! Yes! Everything is Athena’s fault!"
It was like finding a target that could comfort herself and share the guilt.
Due to a huge sense of guilt, Artemis actually mistook Atalanta for Zoe and apologized incoherently: "I didn’t mean to do this! I really didn’t want to do this! Athena told me that after you defeat Cephalus, you will become a god and live in this world forever, so… that’s why I came to disrupt your wedding!"
"So… it’sIs that so? "
Atalante looked at the crying goddess in front of her with complicated eyes, and she didn’t know what attitude to use to face the god she believed in.
For Atalante, Artemis was her savior.
It was Artemis who asked the mother bear to raise her.
There is no doubt that this is a favor.
But………
Artemis killed Zoe, Atalante’s beloved, in disguise.
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No one knew how many different thoughts flashed through Atalanta’s mind at this moment.
She grasped the longbow in her hand tightly, her face showing a ferocious expression, as if she was ready to kill the gods, but later, she slowly loosened her palm.
Finally, the crying huntress Artemis embraced her.
Gently patted her back.
Just like when the moon god comforted the young cat-eared girl when they were young, he comforted the crying god.
"Cry."
"Maybe you will feel better if you cry."
"Your Majesty Artemis. ”
After the disaster, there is a new life.
The brave man used his life to defeat the white giant god who destroyed the world.
People are grateful for his dedication and praise his achievements.
His life was compiled into a book.
Atalanta was flipping through the book at this time.
——"A Tribute to the Strugglers".
The girl sat on the branch and read the words written on it softly.
"He is the child brought by the white wolf, a flawless person nurtured by heaven and earth."
"When they first met, the goddess Hephaestus was attracted by him and fell in love with him………."
What a mess!
Pah!
Atalanta closed the book and held his forehead helplessly.
"You bards, you only know how to make up nonsense. How could the goddess Hephaestus fall in love with a baby? When you wrote this paragraph, didn’t you think it was outrageous? ! "
I can only say that you still lack education.
You actually wrote Hephaestus as a perverted pedophile……….
After complaining a few words, Atalanta couldn’t help her curiosity and continued to read on.
"Goddess Athena gave the flawless man a trial and watched him embark on the road to becoming a hero."
"He came to the Invisible Island, defeated the monster Medusa, and successfully convinced her with his flawless character, making the monster his partner."
"Ah! Praise the great flawless man!"
"His noble character is admired by even the monsters and they can’t bear to hurt him! "
Nonsense!
Anna didn’t intend to hurt Zoe in the first place!
Besides, you guys are really good at flattering people, aren’t you?
She said so, but Atalanta’s cold and narrow eyes, like those of a cat, curved up.
It showed the girl’s heart at the moment.It’s not bad.
"The flawless man conquered the monsters with his noble character, and forced Poseidon to retreat with wisdom, which won the appreciation of the sea god and blessed him."
So far, although there are many parts of boasting and flattery, the bards have exhausted all the beautiful words to praise the great flawless man.
However, overall, it is still somewhat true.
But as Atalanta continued to read, this epic of glory gradually became outrageous…
What flawless man broke through the labyrinth, as if he was in an empty space, and killed the bull-headed monster Minotaur by himself.
What flawless man commanded the Argo, broke through many difficulties, and obtained the Golden Fleece.
He even beat up the arrogant god of war Ares in front of the gods…
Okay.
Zoe did beat up His Majesty Ares, that’s true.
But there’s no need to brag about it, right? ? ?
"Is this the epic of Hercules or the epic of Zoe?"
I can’t tell!
I can’t tell at all!
Even Atalanta was confused.
She always felt that this rough and wild style was incompatible with the hero, but more suitable for Hercules!
After all………
"How could Zoe be so powerful before he got the Flame Spear? He had clearly relied on his own wisdom and the help of Anna and Togo to solve the problems before. How come it became like this in the mouths of these bards?"
Until this moment, Atalanta, who was not well educated, finally understood the meaning of a word Zoe had said.
Three people make a tiger, it really is true that three people make a tiger.
He was obviously a fragile beautiful boy, how did he become a peerless macho man with the same style as Hercules?
Atalante couldn’t understand.
It can only be attributed to the fact that the perfect hero in the minds of the Greeks is indeed more of a macho type.
Rather than a beautiful boy like Zoe.
Shaked his head.
In the bright moonlight, Atalante continued to look down.
"The flawless man defeated the God of War, and according to the bet, he successfully obtained the artifact Flame Spear."
"The God of War respected his character and admired his military strength."
"He lost with conviction and without complaint."
"Then, the flawless man led his companions back to the voyage and reunited with the beautiful female hunter Atalanta in the Kingdom of Calydon."
"In order to marry the beautiful female hunter, the flawless man participated in the competition held by Arcadia. Through his own strength, he beat the female hunter and won her heart.
Atalanta: "? ? ?"
Although it seems that there is no problem overall, and it is indeed the case, but why do I feel a little strange?
The cat ears on the top of the head trembled, with a feeling ofA little embarrassed, but also a little secretly happy.
Atalanta continued to read on.
Sure enough, more exciting things are still to come!
"The female hunter admired the bravery of the flawless man and vowed not to marry him in this life."
"But what the female hunter didn’t know was that the hunting god she believed in also had a crush on the flawless man!"
"In order to take away the love of the flawless man, the goddess Artemis left the temple on the moon and came to the world on the hunting day of Arcadia, personally giving the flawless man the honor of champion."
"That night, everyone saw the beautiful scene of the sky blooming."
"The flawless man presented a painting to the goddess in the night."
"Even the gods were paying attention to it!"
"The female hunter was jealous and dissatisfied with the god she believed in…"
Okay, okay, this is how it should be written, right? !
Atalante looked at the signature of the epic with an expressionless face and remembered the name on it.
"Socrates…………I remember you!" (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
"Don’t let me know where you are!"
The female hunter is very vindictive!
How dare this guy to make up a story about me? He is already dead!
Took a breath and suppressed his anger.
Atalante finished reading the entire epic with difficulty and suddenly felt a sense of loss.
"A Tribute to the Struggler" records the life of the brave, although many parts are fabricated, after all, Socrates has never seen Zoe in person, and many details can only be filled in by imagination or hearsay.
But it is still a kind gesture.
At least, he left this book, so that the name Zoe will live forever in human civilization.
"Is this probably a kind of immortality?"
Atalanta remembered that Zoe once said that human death is divided into three processes.
First, biological death.
The heart stops beating, stops breathing, stops all physiological reactions, and the brain is no longer active.
Cannot speak, laugh, or cry.
Second, social death……….
Hold a funeral and announce to everyone that the person is dead.
Finally, it is forgotten.
Being forgotten by everyone, no one remembers the person’s name anymore.
It’s as if he has never been in this world. All traces he left behind have disappeared, and the meaning of his past existence has been completely annihilated.
Atalanta remembered that Zoe said that being forgotten is the real death.
As long as someone still remembers him and the name "Zoe", then it is not considered real death. []
"I still remember your name, and people in the future will also remember your name, so… you will never die."
The female hunter raisedShe looked up at the moon, but could no longer get a response from Artemis.
The moon seemed to be dead.
No matter how Atalanta called, there was no response.
One year.
Two years.
Three years.
Time is like a rushing river, it will only move forward and cannot go back.
Time passes, and the youth turns white.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred years have passed.
The young and beautiful female hunter has grown old.
Her skin is no longer smooth, and her body is no longer agile.
Even her eyes, which are as sharp as an eagle, gradually become blurred.
The female hunter can no longer run.
She can no longer easily outrun anyone on this land like she did when she was young.
She doesn’t want to run anymore.
She just wants to spend the rest of her life in the Arcadia Forest.
So, Atalanta built a cabin for herself.
Eat and sleep on time every day.
Occasionally go hunting to find the shadow of my younger self.
The book "A Tribute to the Protesters" that I have read countless times has been turned into tatters.
Many words are blurred.
Atalanta simply found a stone tablet and carved the entire epic on it.
She thought that Artemis might not have read it yet.
She wanted to let the god she believed in see the life of the brave man before her life came to an end.
Because, mortals have a limited lifespan.
Even the great heroes of the past will die one day.
Only gods will live forever in the world and be immortal.
Atalanta wanted Artemis to read the epic and remember the name "Zoe" forever.
This is also………………
Isn’t it the biggest punishment for the moon god?
After carving the last word, Atalanta smiled.
Her arms were no longer strong, and she was as thin as a dry tree.
Due to carving day and night, her eyes almost lost their light.
It was as if she was covered with a layer of diaphragm, and could only capture vague light and shadow.
Fortunately, Atalanta still completed the carving.
She carried the stone tablet with difficulty and came to the place where she first met Artemis, and put the stone tablet down.
Then, panting, she prayed to the gods.
"Your Majesty Artemis, I want to give you a gift."
"…………………"
After the voice fell, the gods appeared silently.
Artemis still didn’t dare to look into Atalanta’s eyes, still living in self-blame and guilt, unable to come out.
If she hadn’t seen that Atalanta’s life was running out, 1.2 would probably have remained like a tortoise, hiding in the temple.
"Your Majesty Artemis, you are finally willing to…..willing to see me."
Atalanta was too old and spoke weakly.
Until she saw Artemis, it was as if she had regained her vitality, and a surge of strength surged out of her decaying body.
Her eyes became clear and her speech became coherent.
"I am old, Your Majesty Artemis. But you have not changed at all."
"I think I will go to Zoe soon."
"I have not broken my oath. I have dedicated my whole life to you."
"——The god I believe in, Artemis. "
The moon goddess said nothing.
She bit her lower lip, wanting to say that she could extend Atalanta’s lifespan, at least let the huntress live for another twenty years!
However, Artemis couldn’t say it.
After the death of the hero, the huntress had no attachment to this world. If it weren’t for the oath, she would have gone after the hero long ago.
Artemis didn’t think she was qualified to force Atalanta to stay with her unqualified god.
She could only watch the last vitality of the huntress disappear.
The light in her eyes dimmed.
"Believer Atalanta, I would like to present this stone tablet to you."
"Please don’t forget Zoe…"
"Don’t forget me either. "
At the last moment of her life, Atalanta seemed to see something.
She opened her eyes wide and looked towards the sunny side of the forest.
She saw it.
She saw the boy she had been thinking about day and night, walking towards her with a smile.
Just like when they first met, she stretched out her hand and invited the young huntress.
"Beautiful Miss Atalanta, would you like to go on an adventure with me?"
This time, the huntress did not refuse.
She replied with a smile.
——"Okay."
