Feeling the wind brush past her fingertips, Tyche couldn't help but feel a surge of affection. The shared divine nature made her forget the humiliation this child had caused, and her divine role as the protector of women and children imbued her with boundless compassion.
Immediately snapping herself out of this daze, Tyche gazed deeply at the nascent consciousness, the maternal love that had welled up in her heart receding. The primal power of Eros was truly terrifying, dulling the wise and making the calm impulsive. Filled with a sense of lingering fear, Tyche instinctively cast aside this unbidden emotion, her feelings towards this unexpected child now reduced to pity.
The power of the wind favored this child, completing the domain of climate. Seizing the opportunity, Tyche then seized a portion of the sky's power, completely challenging Uranus.
Carefully securing the nascent consciousness, Tyche cast a deep glance at the silent Helios, thanked the goddesses, and turned to leave. Upon returning to the mist-shrouded island, two rainbow goddesses and tree nymphs welcomed their divine mistress. Iris curiously observed the hazy consciousness in her mistress's hand, "Your Highness, is this your child?"
The steady Arche glared at her sister, pulling her forward to bow cautiously, "Please forgive her unintentional offense, Your Highness."
Tyche smiled and shook her head, handing the sleeping consciousness to the curious Iris, "Iris, from now on, taking care of him is your responsibility."
Unlike her steady elder sister, the innocent Iris joyfully accepted the newborn deity and gathered with the tree nymphs, curiously cooing at the new god.
"The powers of climate and sky will allow him to quickly gestate a body. My attendants, quickly weave him a swaddling cloth with golden fleece and prepare everything he needs."
The tree nymphs bowed respectfully and then withdrew. Thanks to the growth of her climate divine power in the sky domain, the newborn deity also gained favor with the god of direction. Once he gestured a body, he would leap to become a lesser deity.
A gentle breeze stirred the mist, and sunlight filtering through the leaves cast shapes of light within the fog. Tyche unconsciously walked to the hibiscus tree. The flowers covering the tree radiated golden sunlight, but now they seemed dazzling. Disturbed, Tyche took out the night veil gifted by Leto, obscuring the hibiscus's radiance.
Turning back to the temple, Tyche let out a long sigh amidst the fragrance of lilies. Her objective had been achieved; the goddesses generally held a favorable opinion of her, and the male gods knew she was not to be trifled with. Her new persona was established. A sense of loneliness enveloped Tyche. Her beauty, power, and might could not fill this void. Tyche indulged herself in this loneliness for a rare moment, until the appearance of the Queen of the Gods broke the silence.
"You should know that this is my territory, Your Highness Rhea."
Tyche sensed the ripple of time, quickly suppressed her emotions, and rose in defense.
"Your Highness Tyche, Glorious Protector of Women and Children, I seek your protection."
Having witnessed the stalemate between Tyche and Theia, Rhea's attitude was markedly different from last time. She positioned herself to communicate with Tyche as an equal.
"The laws Themis inscribed in the very fabric of existence have caused my daughter to arrive prematurely! You will bear some responsibility for this!"
The divine power of fate swept over the Queen's abdomen. The goddess of marriage was about to awaken. Unlike her elder sister Hestia, this newborn goddess had already received her divine office and divine personality. It seemed the Queen had not been idle. This time, the King of the Gods would not risk the animosity of the other gods by swallowing this innocent goddess.
As her thoughts raced, Tyche spoke, "I am willing to offer protection to the newborn goddess, as is my duty as bestowed by my divine office. However, you must provide me with appropriate compensation for the King of the Gods' hostility!"
Rhea appeared prepared. "The power of time is shared by Kronos and me. Once the god of history appears, he will surely not escape his notice."
With that, she produced a profound divine personality. "This is the hidden divine office I possess. You will also receive my promise: if you help me defeat Kronos, I will bestow upon you the god of history."
Looking with interest at the Queen of the Gods, who had always appeared weak, Tyche readily agreed to the deal. The Queen wanted to drag her onto her side, hence the grand promises. Her promise was not sworn upon the River Styx, nor witnessed by the Goddess of Justice, making it utterly meaningless. For the sake of the hidden divine office, Tyche did not expose the deception. She was sure she had the bait, but whether she could be hooked was another matter. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
In a harmonious atmosphere, the two goddesses smiled warmly. After sending off the satisfied Queen, Tyche toyed with the profound hidden divine office. The hidden divine office, with its lesser divine power, combined with the divine natures of fate and mist, gave birth to the divine offices of mist and illusion. In her excellent mood, Tyche no longer cared for the weak divine office of illusion and casually bestowed it upon the two rainbow goddesses, who were still of lesser divine power. The divine office of mist, however, had good potential. Combined with the divine power of fate, it could produce unexpected results. With a thought, the mist divine power concealed the island from the sea, causing the Sirens on the rocks to cry out in surprise.
The hidden divine office was highly compatible with the divine power of fate, and the two merged easily. Coupled with the veil of hidden aura obtained from the river of fate, Tyche had an eighty to ninety percent certainty of protecting Hera, and quietly awaited the opportune moment.
The stir caused by the conflict between Tyche and Theia sparked much discussion among the gods. No one had expected a lesser deity to contend with a powerful deity. Tyche's reputation soared, reaching a level comparable to the major gods. The King of the Gods' attitude during the goddesses' battle was also inscrutable and thought-provoking, which only made Tyche more vigilant, constantly guarding against the King's threat.
In the infinite lives of the gods, fresh events were rare. The wedding of Asteria and Perses soon shifted the focus away from Tyche. The gods gathered on the majestic Mount Othrys, and the arrival of Tyche, the recent center of attention, again caused a flurry of whispers.
Tyche, with an unruffled demeanor, led her two attendant deities to the bride. The elaborately dressed Asteria joyfully embraced her friend, blocking Selene's view. The moon goddess was naturally accompanied by the moon god. Since Tyche had severely humiliated Theia, she had practically broken ties with the lineage of light. The proud moon god naturally did not give Tyche a pleasant look.
In such a setting, Tyche naturally would not embarrass her friend. She passed by the moon god without averting her gaze, causing the gods observing from the side to sigh in disappointment. Attendants escorted the two goddesses to the wedding venue. In the exquisitely decorated hall, lush flowers hung down, and nymphs bustled on the grass, offering wine to the gods.
Respectfully bowing to the twelve major gods seated at the head, Tyche's gaze inadvertently met the Queen of the Gods' as she rose. Everything was understood without words. The expressions of the two radiant Titans were grim, but out of respect for Oceanus and Tethys, the eldest of the Titans, they merely shifted their gaze.
Returning to Asteria's side, the two close goddesses drank the sweet wine from their cups. The transcendent senses bestowed by their divine fate allowed them to see Kronos's hidden gaze clearly.
Exchanging a look of disgust, the two goddesses conjured a mist of fate to blind the King of the Gods.