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

In the early morning, the faint light of dawn streamed through the gaps in the curtains into the tent, casting fragments of golden glow, and a gentle breeze softly swept the inner gauze curtain aside, revealing two overlapping figures.


On the bed, Helen lazily stretched her limbs, resembling a cat relaxing its body in the sunlight, her eyes as blue as the ocean, gazing at the deity in her arms, her pupils reflecting his handsome facial contours.


A rare leisure time sparked the playful spirit in the young girl; her pale fingertips lightly tapped on that handsome cheek and delicately traced the soft lines of his facial features, her lips gradually curling into a smile of gratification and satisfaction.


Although she had prayed throughout the night, the blessing of the Divine Blood and the joy of her body and mind left her feeling not the slightest tiredness; instead, she felt a vigorous vitality, like that of rain-refreshed vitality.


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