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Gods Game : Olympus: The Birth of a Miracle

[Divine Realm ]

The Chaos Pool had not stirred in millennia.

It lay at the heart of Olympus, a swirling abyss of unformed divinity, forgotten by all but the oldest gods. The last time it had created something new, the world had been young, and gods had walked among mortals.

But tonight, the Chaos Pool rippled.

A golden light flickered deep within, and for the first time in ages, a new goddess was born.

She was small—barely a child—with silver-white hair and eyes like shattered stardust. As she took her first breath, the air hummed, and the entire divine realm seemed to pause.

Hecate, the goddess of magic, stepped forward, peering down at the newborn. Her expression was unreadable.

"A child," one of the gods murmured. "But from what domain?"

No one knew. The Chaos Pool had given no name, no purpose. All they knew was one thing: this girl was unlike any god before her.

And Olympus had no idea what she would become.


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Mira’s POV

I never win anything.

Scratch that—I’m the type of person who could walk into a casino, bet on red, and somehow make the roulette wheel break. My luck is that bad.

So when I got an email saying, "Congratulations! You have won an exclusive VR Pod!", my first instinct was to delete it.

I didn’t enter any contest. I don’t even play VR games.

But when the delivery truck actually showed up at my apartment, carrying a sleek, futuristic-looking pod with my name on it… well, curiosity won.

That was my first mistake.

The moment I stepped inside, the world around me flickered. My vision blurred. My body felt weightless, like I was being pulled somewhere far, far away.

And when I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in my apartment anymore.

I was lying on a stone floor, surrounded by towering figures in golden robes. A woman with glowing violet eyes—Hecate?—was staring down at me.

"She’s awake," someone whispered. "The newborn goddess has arrived."

My breath hitched. Newborn what?

{Hello Player, Welcome to Gods Game}

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Gods Game : Olympus

Mira sat on the edge of her bed, her breath shallow, fingers tightening around the stolen Bow of Artemis. It felt warm in her hands, yet something about it unsettled her. She had done the impossible—she had stolen from a goddess—but now, an unbearable pressure settled over her chest, making her skin prickle with unease.

A faint scent of moonflowers filled the air, silver light pooling at the center of the dimly lit chamber. Shadows stretched unnaturally, bending toward a singular point. The air shimmered, warping reality itself, and before Mira could move—she was no longer alone.

She looked no older than eighteen, with silver hair cascading down her back, luminous eyes the color of the full moon, and a celestial aura that demanded reverence. She was beautiful—terrifyingly so.

Mira's breath hitched. Instinct told her to run, but her body refused to move.

"You're trembling," Artemis noted, tilting her head. "Are you afraid, little thief?"

Mira clenched her fists. Yes. But she wouldn't admit it.

She forced herself to meet Artemis's gaze. "You're here for your bow."

A chuckle. "I should be furious, shouldn't I?" Artemis mused, stepping closer. "Yet, I'm not."

Artemis reached out, and the moment her fingertips brushed the bow, Mira's grip slackened against her will—the divine weapon responding instantly to its rightful owner. It pulsed with light, eager to return to its mistress.

"If I truly wanted to stop you," Artemis continued, twirling the bow effortlessly, "you wouldn't have even made it past my hounds."

A realization slammed into Mira like a cold wave.

She had been so focused on escaping that she hadn't questioned how she even managed to take the bow in the first place.

The system's words echoed in her mind:

➤ [Steal the Bow of Artemis] – Mission Completed

➤ [Primary Reward: 500 Divine Points]

➤ [Additional Reward: Artemis's Favor (Locked)]

Mira's lips parted as her thoughts raced. Why would she even receive Artemis's favor in the first place? Unless—

Artemis smiled knowingly. "Have you truly forgotten, Mira?"

Artemis tapped the bow lightly. "Only those I deem worthy can wield it. Why do you think it was possible for you to lift it?"

She had assumed she succeeded because of her skill. Her stealth, her strategy, her system. But none of those things should have let her even touch a god's divine weapon, let alone escape with it.

Her heart pounded. "You're saying… I was able to steal it because you allowed it?"

Artemis didn't answer directly. Instead, she turned away, the bow shimmering as she reclaimed it fully. "Until you've proven yourself, this will remain out of your reach," she said simply.

Mira felt a strange ache in her chest. She should have been relieved that Artemis wasn't punishing her. Instead, a new hunger stirred within her—the need to prove she was truly worthy.

Then, as if sensing her thoughts, the system rang once more.

➤ [Artemis's Favor (Locked) – Condition: Prove Your Worthiness Before the Goddess]

Mira clenched her fists, determination burning in her eyes.

If Artemis thought she wasn't ready, then she would make herself ready.

Even if it meant facing the trials of a goddess.

Chapter 17: The Goddess’s Favor (Locked)