Purple Night Melody

If you had a golden apple, who would you give it to?
Invited to the banquet, Luo En saw the golden apple in the plate inscribed with "To the fairest goddess" and the three goddesses embroiled in dispute before him, and he picked up a knife with a smug smile.
The first step, peeling; he gave the skin to Aphrodite.
"To be fair, you're quite pretty. As a layer of skin, you're not bad to look at."
The second step, slicing the flesh; he gave that to Hera.
"As the queen of heaven, yet everyone in Olympus from 800-year-olds to animals has cuckolded you, including males, females, and even sheep. Since you can't save face anyway, take these insides."
The third step, he gave the remaining core to Athena.
"You were supposed to be born a male god and take over Zeus's position, but due to Zeus's shenanigans, you lost that seed, so here, have this core."
Aphrodite clenched her fists, Hera raised her scepter, Athena summoned her spear and shield...
Seeing this, Luo En quickly stepped back, shielding the goddess of discord, Eris, firmly in front of him.
"And you still want to be the goddess of discord? Look at me; I got them to unite at once, even better than you with your instigation."
"..."
Surrounded by Greek gods sharpening their knives, Eris was left in silence.

The Greece Antagonist

The sea's azure waves undulated, and a small boat sped along with the wind.


The newborn sunlight pierced into the cabin, waking Luo En from his slumber, who, feeling something, bowed his head to look towards the bulging, wriggling blanket, unintentionally drawing in the cold morning air that filled the cabin.


With a deep inhale, a lovely visage buried under the blanket emerged, tilting upward as it gracefully moved its throat in a swallowing motion, then twirled its pink tongue to erase the marks left on its lips, finally breaking into a faint smile on that sublime face.


"No need for such greetings this early in the morning, right?"


Luo En nodded, his gaze towards the Goddess of the Hunt in his arms revealing a hint of helplessness.


Artemis blinked her bright eyes, smiling nonchalantly, "You like it this way, don't you?"


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