Night Goddess, Nyx - (2)
"Dear, doesn't it feel uncomfortable to bow your head like that?"
At the gentle voice, I slowly lifted my head to face the goddess before me.
She had hair as dark as the night, black eyes, and wings like Thanatos.
The goddess, dressed in beautifully elegant black attire without a single flaw, radiated a beauty akin to an artificial sculpture.
It was as if she were proclaiming that this is what the beauty of a living being should be.
Swish—
"That's right, you can lift your head. After all, if you think about it, aren't you my descendant?"
"I understand, Lady Nyx."
The Night Goddess gazed at me with curious eyes.
And beside her, the Hecatoncheires brothers stood with their heads bowed, not making a sound.
"Hmph... My children have spoken in unison. They asked you, or rather us, to help against the threat of Gaia."
"......"
"Were you that afraid of Gaia? Hehe... how cute. How pitiful."
Her attitude, covering her mouth slightly, was it mockery? Or was it pure sentiment?
As the mother of night and a primordial being equal to Uranus, her sentiment...
"Yes. To be honest, I am afraid of Lady Gaia."
"Oh my?! You too. Just a little joke..."