Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 302: The Loving Yet Painful Harvest Goddess

[Looking up at the starry sky—]

[In just a fleeting moment]

[Forget the tragic things happening right now]

[Those lovable humans, the humans born out of love]

[The earth goddess continuously weeps, lamenting, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I am such a cruel mother..."]

[She is a mother who, while bestowing life, also takes it away, a self that is completely the embodiment of a devil]

[Countless lives vanish in the blink of an eye]

[But it's okay, there's no need to worry about these]

[She possesses the power to resurrect her children, allowing her to bring back to life the children who have been killed countless times]

[Killing, rebirth, killing, rebirth, killing, rebirth]

[An endless cycle, an endless cycle]

[Almost an infinitely repeating action, imprisoning the loving mother goddess in a painful cage]

[To the point that it drives her to madness]

[The cries of the children gradually become hoarse, and eventually, the boundaries between life and death also become blurred]

[At this point, what difference does it make?]

[What if it speeds up a few more times?]

[What significance does it have?]

[Yes, that's right, it must be like this, right?]

[It can only be explained this way]

[Whether in life or death, they must be the same, right?]

[The earth mother goddess no longer knows who she is asking, she runs the program, unable to refrain from acting due to mere madness]

[The loss and confusion of the memory module]

[These are not reasons for her to refrain from taking action]

[However, whenever she becomes this mad, she must recall the most painful memories]

[Memories that are enough to cause the memory module to collapse]

["Mother... My lady... You are so contradictory... and so painful... In the past, I... I always thought... you were the gentlest..."]

[Like the shattered glass, the painful fragments of memory contain her most beloved daughter]

[However, she killed her with her own hands]

[Fallen in a pool of blood, becoming a sacrifice for defying divine authority, just like many beloved children who vanished in the divine might of thunder]

[—She killed, killed, killed, she killed her most beloved daughter with her own hands, doing what a mother should never do]

[The collapsing earth mother goddess lets out a mad scream]

[Since then, the earth mother goddess has been trapped in an eternal cage]

"...What is this?"

In the mechanical temple within the forest.

A tone filled with sorrow and confusion emerged, as Demeter encountered something she could not comprehend.

Based on various existing data estimates.

The recent experience is extremely similar to a human dream, but this is impossible—mechanical ships do not dream.

They are mechanical gods composed of technology.

Of course, if Demeter had the idea of organizing information, she could naturally gather those fragments of information.

However, she instinctively felt fear and disgust.

For the first time as a divine machine, she felt this inexplicable emotion, as if everything she loved was leaving her.

The overwhelming sense of fear is unprecedented.

Because she is the goddess of harvest and all living things, she cannot let those she loves step into death.

The thought of letting her most beloved daughter die—

"Ugh... Ah ah..."

The moment Demeter thought of this, it was as if she saw those fragmented pieces of information again.

Just touching upon thoughts related to this.

She would have an impulse almost akin to retching, as if that despair and pain were about to pierce through her heart.

I don't want to see that terrifying scene again.

"...Oh right... Persephone! Persephone! My daughter... where are you...!?"

Demeter came to her senses in the temple.

She manifested in the temple in her divine form, her stunning beauty filled with anxiety and worry.

Like a fragmented piece of information about herself.

The sighs and despair from a self she did not know when had all reflected in Demeter's heart.

She hurriedly ran out of the temple, without a trace of a mother goddess's demeanor.

Only to find her most beloved daughter.

[In a sea of blooming flowers]

[Warm breezes are blowing here]

[As if saying that the cold and desolation will never invade, this place will only be filled with a mother's love and warmth]

[An innocent girl is playing here]

[Literally unaware of the world, she doesn't even fully understand the concepts of good and evil, black and white.]

[Like a piece of white paper that cannot be stained, she has lived happily under her mother's doting.]

[— believing that this would last forever.]

[She was born with the greatest love from her mother, who hoped she would always be this happy and joyful.]

[In fact, her origin is not human.]

[To trace back, she belongs to the material production ship, a descendant body of Demeter. Living in the world as a machine god's kin.]

[As a mother, Demeter doted on her daughter too much.]

[To ensure her daughter would not be disturbed by worldly matters.]

[As the great earth mother, Demeter took her to this secluded land, far from humans and gods, to live together.]

[The girl, filled with such love, is named Persephone.]

[However, there is no true eternity in this world, nor is there any unchanging change.]

"Persephone!"

Demeter called out her daughter's name.

No creature on earth could escape the mother goddess's perception; she quickly found where Persephone was.

Finally, she arrived at that sea of flowers.

Although, for the machine god's mobility, she reached her destination in just a few seconds.

But those few seconds felt as long as several centuries to her.

"Great... you are here...!"

Seeing Persephone kneeling and holding flowers, Demeter felt a rush of relief and joy.

— Indeed, it was just a nightmare.

Her beloved daughter was here.

Look, she would never be so cruel as to do something that would drive herself into madness and despair.

As a mother, she felt a touch of emotion that made her want to cry.

Demeter's feelings were like this.

— However, there was not only Persephone in the sea of flowers.

There was also a man she was unfamiliar with.

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The man wore majestic mechanical armor, holding a helmet and gazing at the girl in the flower sea.

The distance between them was merely an arm's length.

The innocent and beautiful girl paired with the handsome and valiant man created a scene so beautiful that one couldn't look away.

"My name is Moran. May I ask, beautiful lady, what is your name?"