The atmosphere was scary. Hades was silent for a long time and it was unknown what he was thinking. I tried to hide my nerves.
「 Kim Dokja thought: This is the first hump. 」
The surrounding air became increasingly heavy as Hades opened his mouth.
[The real Gigantomachia… Do you know the weight of those words?]
“I know.”
The Gigantomachia hosted by the great nebula Olympus. It was the festival of the Star Stream where five or six sub-giants trapped in Tartarus were released and hunted in order to enjoy an old victory.
Hades spoke, [The war ended long ago. The gods won both Titanomachy and Gigantomachia.
Hades was right. The real war was already over thousands of years ago.
[It is already a predetermined history. What is the point of recalling it? Why are you trying to recreate Gigantomachia?]
“…That is what I want to ask you. Why do the constellations of Olympus continue to make fake Gigantomachia?”
“Why do you call that scenario Gigantomachia, summoning and killing the giants and reenacting the old battles?”
My knees involuntarily quivered in front of Hades' furious status. The distant Persephone was upset and alternated looking between me and Hades. The moment Persephone opened her mouth, I shook my head at her.
I shouldn't receive help here. With my own strength, I had to endure it without kneeling.
[The giant story 'Demon World's Spring' is protecting the best narrator.]
It wasn't comparable to Hades' Underworld but we also had a story. The story we had accumulated with our power. I used the power of this story to oppose Hades. “In fact, it is because of fear.”
The big nebulae were filled with fearsome and powerful beings. They were also the most cowardly in the Star Stream.
“You are afraid that the giants will rise again. Thus, you will take out the soul of the dead and trample on them, giving a reminder of the ugly triumph.”
There were many ways to make the 'real' disappear. One way was to create countless 'fakes.' Worthless and common fakes. The desperate battle became a play that was replicated countless times. A story that was a laughingstock to everyone. Gigantomachia lost its authenticity long ago. It became a scenario that no constellation was truly afraid of.
I looked up at Hades and asked, “Father of the Rich Night. How long will you let Tartarus be Olympus' toy?”
He didn't belong to Olympus but was considered to be one of Olympus' three great masters. I suddenly recalled his setting in Ways of Survival.
「 Hades supplied a number of giants to Gigantomachia but never participated in the scenario. 」
The king of the Underworld had watched the suffering of the giants trapped in his prison for a long time.
「 Hades knew the sorrows of the prisoners and understood their pain. He was like a prison guard educated by the prisoners. 」
“The last time I visited, I saw a giant soldier in the underground of Tartarus. Haven't you been preparing for this time?”
[…That is speculation.]
To the 12 gods of Olympus, Hades would've explained the existence of the giant soldier in a different way. It was in case the giants once again made a war. However, I knew Hades' real idea.
“I know that you hate the 12 gods.”
“Hey.” I waved my hand and the giant soldier looked over. He trembled as if surprised and soon answered in a loud and jubilant voice. […Subway grasshopper? Hahahat! You finally came to hell? Right?]
I smiled wryly. In order to win Gigantomachia, I needed the help of this gundam otaku. “I came to pick you up, Kim Namwoon.”
TL: Rainbow Turtle
Chapter end
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