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

Under the full erosion of Pandora's Box, the entire Greek world was being gradually dragged into darkness and oblivion, where humans and deities alike could only hide behind city walls and barriers, struggling to survive.


Meanwhile, a figure with black hair and purple eyes glided through layers of starlight to enter the Great Temple of Olympus.


"Pandora, you've done well, true to my expectations."


The figure on the throne opened its eyes, satisfied as it looked at the returning, reliable subordinate.


Respectfully bowing, Pandora answered with humility:


"It is all thanks to your wise leadership, Father God."


Observing a subordinate devoid of conceit, Zeus was even more pleased, gesturing softly for her to come closer:


"Come forward, join me in witnessing this final act."


Under the pulsing thunderbolt, scenes of humans slaughtering one another and the precarious city of Troy under the dark tide were projected in the hall, like a tragic and ludicrous farce.


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