Whenever a supreme Divine Artifact is born in the world, it is often accompanied by miraculous phenomena.
It is said that during the Age of Ignorance, the emergence of the Prophetic Oracle alarmed all the original Sovereigns, triggering a prolonged and devastating war, which ultimately ended with Mother Earth Gaia obtaining it.
Later, when the first King of the Gods came into power, the appearance of his sundial marked the beginning of celestial order, again sparking a Sovereign-level conflict.
Afterward, when Cronus wielded the sickle gifted by Gaia to launch his coup, severing Uranus's lower half and banishing him, the phantom of that sickle cast its shadow across the heavens and earth.
Similarly, when Zeus's lightning spear—originally forged by the Cyclopes—was completed, its thunderous might shocked all corners of the world as he ascended as the King of the Gods.
Hestia had only ever personally witnessed the phenomenon that occurred with Zeus's lightning spear. The others were merely stories she'd heard.
But now, she had seen it with her own eyes—an artifact freshly refined, its light spreading across the entire world.
As the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia could perceive every place where hearths existed among mortals.
Though she could not speak for the Underworld or the oceans, she sensed the light reaching nearly every part of the earth.
"This is bad."
She quickly urged Bolos to put the Divine Artifact away—they needed to leave immediately.
Bolos hadn't anticipated that forging a Divine Artifact and inscribing it with divine script using his Divine Power would lead to such a commotion.
At Hestia's warning, he promptly complied.
With her help, Bolos used the hearth in his church to transport them through to another location.
They had just left when several Divine Beings arrived at the place that had just been flooded with divine light.
Zeus, King of the Gods; Poseidon, King of the Seas; Hades, King of the Underworld; along with the Goddess of Justice Themis and the Fates, all arrived almost immediately.
More Divine Beings arrived afterward, but seeing these figures already present, none dared approach.
With the original Sovereigns absent and the second-generation Titans staying away, few Divine Beings could rival these present kings.
"Who was it? Who?!"
Zeus was seething. He had finally invited Hades to Olympus to negotiate terms about the Underworld, and before they even began, he sensed a Divine Artifact's radiance piercing through the Divine Temple.
This artifact was not immensely powerful, yet Zeus clearly felt a threat emanating from it.
He rushed to the scene—only to find an empty church.
Hades casually grabbed a few mortals nearby and questioned them about what had happened.
From the mouths of these Silver Humans, a Divine Being was revealed—someone known as a "Creator," skilled in crafting all kinds of tools.
"Bolos…"
Zeus uttered the name through gritted teeth, then shot Themis a cold glare. "I told you long ago, he's a major threat to the Olympus Divine Realm."
Back at the Divine Temple, if not for Themis's intervention, Zeus believed he would have already killed Bolos, even with Hera and Hestia sheltering him.
And now look—he hadn't even become a Supreme God, and he already possessed an artifact that seemed only worthy of a King of the Gods or even a Sovereign.
Among artifacts born outside the realm of Sovereigns, only a few had ever shaken the gods to this degree—
The Prophetic Oracle, the Sundial, the Scythe of Time and Space, and Zeus's own lightning spear.
Now Bolos had one too. If anyone still doubted that he carried the Destiny of a future King of the Gods, they were simply lying to themselves.
Poseidon and Hades had both heard of Bolos.
Unlike Zeus, they weren't furious. Instead, they wore amused expressions, as if enjoying the idea of watching Zeus suffer a little.
Themis remained calm and said to Zeus, "Rest assured. If Bolos shows even a hint of rebellion, I will personally end him."
"That's all?" Zeus sneered. "Hermes, send word to the gods: whoever brings me the Divine Artifact that radiated such strange light will be granted one of the twelve future Supreme God positions!"
Themis frowned, clearly displeased.
Zeus waved it off. "Relax. I'm not going to kill him. But that artifact is not something a young Divine Being like him can control. Let his father safeguard it for a few years."
"…Let's hope that's all it is."
Themis gave up on persuading Zeus. She had already sensed a shift in fate and would soon convene with her three daughters to study the changes.
Then Zeus turned to Hades. "Hades, we're all busy, so let's not go back to Olympus. Just name your terms. What will it take for you to accept me as King of the Gods, like Poseidon did?"
Unlike the brash Zeus and Poseidon, Hades exuded a kind of graceful elegance. He replied mildly, "I've said this before—give me Demeter, and make her my Queen of the Underworld, and I'll pledge my allegiance."
"That's impossible!" Zeus snapped. "Demeter has the right to choose her own fate. Even I can't force her."
"I won't allow it either," Poseidon chimed in. "The Underworld is far too harsh. How can we let Demeter suffer there with you?"
Demeter, the Goddess of Harvest, was their second sister—Hestia's younger sibling.
While the powerful Hestia inspired caution in the three kings, Demeter, the most voluptuous of the three sisters, attracted their desire.
Of the three, only Zeus had managed to force himself upon her once, resulting in the birth of Persephone.
Neither Hades nor Poseidon had had the opportunity.
Poseidon's intent was lustful, but Hades truly loved Demeter. He wanted this sister to be his Queen of the Underworld and remain by his side forever.
Zeus disagreed. Poseidon refused to support the idea. The meeting of the three kings ended in deadlock.
"Hades, you forced my hand. I didn't want to work with them…"
After Hades left, cold light flashed in Zeus's eyes. He had made up his mind.
…
Meanwhile, Hestia continued leading Bolos through hearth after hearth, hopping from place to place, until they arrived on an island out at sea.
The island struck Bolos with a strange sense of familiarity—it was not far from the very sea where Aphrodite had been born.
"Why bring me to the sea?" he asked.
But Hestia didn't answer. Instead, she simply stared at him with a gaze that was strangely intense.
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