The System Awakens: Rise of the Champion-Chapter 291: Most Fearful God Of The Greek Pantheon

"What do you say? Should I do it? Or do you wish to remain as the Three Fates?"

The sisters exchanged glances, silently communicating with one another. After a brief moment, they nodded simultaneously.

"We will do as Father says."

Damian couldn't help but smile as he looked at the three sisters, who seemed to have complete and absolute trust in him.

He took a step back before showing them his hand. Floating above his palm were three drops of his blood, glowing with a strange, ethereal light that seemed to captivate anyone who gazed upon them, and the three sisters were no exception.

Even beings who hated the presence or scent of blood would feel delighted and aroused in its presence, which showed just how overwhelmingly captivating Damian's blood was.

Then he raised his other hand. Above it hovered three spheres of silvery golden energy, releasing a divine presence so profound that it made the gods and goddesses in the throne hall raise their eyebrows in surprise. It was the energy of the gods themselves, Divine Essence.

They were stunned to see a mortal as powerful as Damian. He had yet to achieve godhood, so witnessing him wield Divine Essence was shocking. Even more astonishing was the fact that the essence he conjured was completely pure, meaning it bore no relation or signature of any god or goddess.

Divine Essence was the energy of the gods. Each god or goddess possessed a unique type of divine essence tied to their individual signature, and it was considered impossible to remove that signature from it.

For Damian to accomplish what was deemed impossible was nothing short of awe-inspiring. The incomprehensible being known as the Heavenly Son once again defied all logic.

As if they possessed wills of their own, the three drops of blood launched into the air and struck the sisters' foreheads, sinking into their skin like water into a sponge.

Moments later, the three spheres of pure Divine Essence followed, merging into their chests.

Nothing happened for several seconds.

Then suddenly, a thick, blood-red light enveloped their figures, transforming them into silhouettes made entirely of light as the onlookers watched with interest and curiosity.

Their forms, now composed of crimson radiance, began to change. They grew several inches taller. Two horns sprouted from their foreheads, and three pairs of wings erupted from their backs, all happening simultaneously. Their presence shifted as well, changing from pseudo goddesses into something entirely different.

Nyx, who was watching from the throne beside Gaia and Demeter, felt something stir within her three creations. She sensed a connection forming between herself and them, a bond she had never experienced in her countless eons of existence.

Her eyes widened as she realized what might be happening, and a sly grin slowly spread across her face.

The red light gradually faded, revealing their transformed figures.

Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos, the three sisters of fate, had been reborn. Their height now stood a little over six feet. Their once normal white skin had turned pale, almost alabaster. Their hair had become glossier and denser, and their eyes shone with a faint, eerie glow.

Demonic horns curved from their foreheads. Each possessed three pairs of peagion-like wings, their feathers shaped like bat wings, tipped with demonic talons. Sharp fangs filled their mouths, fangs clearly meant to drain blood and life force alike.

The three women looked at Damian the way mortals looked upon their gods, with awe and reverence, as if they would do anything to earn his favor.

"Any minute now," Damian muttered with a smile.

The rest had just begun to wonder what he was talking about when the three sisters once again began to glow with silvery golden light. A blinding radiance erupted from them, illuminating the throne hall in a rain of divine brilliance as the presence of true divinity began to manifest, shocking the gods once more.

All the gods and goddesses in the throne hall knew of the three sisters' unique condition, one that prevented them from achieving complete godhood. Since they were not true goddesses, they possessed no genuine divinity. And yet, at this very moment, they could sense a profound and undeniable aura of divinity emanating from the three sisters. It continued to grow stronger, and it did not originate from a single source. Each of them radiated divinity. Even more astonishing, it seemed they were awakening more than one divine authority.

The three sisters felt as though they were floating within an endless void, suspended in empty space, as increasingly profound knowledge and truths about existence flooded into them. Along with this came the abilities born from dominion over divine concepts, embedding themselves into their minds, souls, and physical forms. Their very existence was elevated, transcending that of pseudo goddesses and ascending into true godhood.

After several seconds, the silvery golden glow surrounding them gradually faded, retracting back into their bodies. The gods within the throne hall gazed upon the newest goddesses of the Ouroboros Pantheon.

Clotho, Goddess of Birth, Beginnings, Emergence, Shelter, and Originality.

Lachesis, Goddess of Life, Destiny, Omens, Patterns, and Inevitability.

Atropos, Goddess of Death, Finality, Irreversibility, Absolution, and Aftermath.

The moment the three newly ascended goddesses opened their eyes, they immediately knelt on one knee, lowering their heads as they greeted the absolute existence they served.

"We thank Father for his kindness in making us complete…" the three sisters said in unison.

Not only had they instantly become high-level goddesses, only a short distance from attaining God King status and evolving into a superior race that possessed the traits of countless powerful races, but they had also awakened a total of five divine concepts.

More than that, they could feel a strange and unique connection with their Father.

"I don't want my daughters to kneel before me…" Damian said with a warm smile, acknowledging them as they rose to their feet.

At that moment, a figure suddenly materialized beside him.

Eden appeared next to her father, the Heavenly Son, observing the three Moirai sisters with both surprise and curiosity. The three sisters, in turn, regarded Eden with the same expressions.

All four of them could sense a similar bond, the same kind of connection they each shared with their Father.

At that moment, a single word surfaced in all of their minds.

"Sister?"

Nyx suddenly appeared beside Damian, looking at the three new goddesses with a curious expression. Her gaze shifted back and forth between Eden and the three Moirai sisters before finally settling on Damian, who wore a small grin on his face.

"Darling, what did you do to them?" Nyx asked impatiently.

"Well, remember what I said about speeding up their soul recovery?" Damian replied calmly. "If I had simply removed their status as the Three Fates, it would have taken years before their souls became complete and they could ascend into godhood. But since I wanted to speed up the process, I gave them a piece of my soul, allowing their souls to fully form."

As he finished speaking, Damian turned his attention back to the three sisters, who were now gazing at him even more lovingly than before.

"D-Does that mean…" Nyx stammered, her face slowly turning red as she looked between Damian and the three sisters.

"Yes," Damian said with a smile. "They are our daughters. You created them from your soul, and I completed them by giving them mine. By all accounts, they are our daughters."

The three new goddesses blushed uncontrollably.

"F-Father…" Atropos called out hesitantly.

"Yes, yes, that's right. I'm your father," Damian said happily as he quickly approached them. He pulled the three goddesses into a warm group hug, even dragging Eden into it.

The four sisters did not struggle at all. In fact, they felt incredibly happy and at ease, embraced by their father in such a loving hug.

The others could only watch in stunned confusion.

It took several hours before they finally came to terms with the reality of what had happened.

Soon after, Eden, the three sisters, and Nyx left the Greek Underworld, saying they wanted to spend family time, whatever that meant, leaving Damian behind with Demeter, Persephone, and Gaia.

"Well then," Damian said, turning his attention elsewhere, "let's talk about Tartarus."

He looked toward Thanatos and Hypnos, the ones in charge of the Abyss of Tartarus.

"Give us your orders, Your Highness," Hypnos said, lowering his head respectfully.

"First, tell me about the prisoners, other than the mortals, of course," Damian said.

"Former king of the Greek pantheon, Kronos," Thanatos began. "Iapetus, the god of mortality, lifespan, and death. Coeus, the god of intellect, inquiry, questioning, and rational thought. Crius, the god of order, cycles, measurements, and directions. And finally, Hyperion, the god of heavenly light, observation, watchfulness, the sky, clarity, and revelation."

"Hm, I see," Damian said as he narrowed his eyes at Thanatos. "You forgot to mention the name of a certain god."

Thanatos' eyes widened. Both he and Hypnos knew exactly who Damian was referring to, but neither dared to say the name aloud. Even the gods feared it. The terror associated with that 'god' ran too deep.

"Is that how it is?" Damian chuckled softly. "Then I'll say it myself."

He lifted his gaze, his smile sharp and dangerous.

"The beast that marks the end of the Greek pantheon, Typhon."