-You are a son of infidelity, a son of sin.

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Zeus, the king of gods who ruled over the twelve Olympians of Greek mythology.

The unparalleled Lord of Omniscience and Omnipotence, with a thunderbolt that could melt the very universe itself.

Behold he, the lustful lord with an insatiable sexual appetite that rivals his great might.

Sometimes he slept with his own brothers and sisters, and sometimes he loved beautiful boys even though he was a male god, and sometimes he would even abduct other people's wives and children if they were beautiful enough to suit his tastes. And yet he did not forgive his offspring who had the potential to surpass him and went so far as to swallow the women he impregnated in fear of the usurper's birth.

Zeus was omniscient and omnipotent. But alas, perhaps because of his nature being too similar to that of a mortal, his omniscience was too clouded to perceive everything and too fragile to dominate all worlds. The shortcomings of his personality were too strong and too large for him to properly handle such immense power.

If it wasn't for his lineage as the King of Gods. If only he wasn't the strongest god. If he was only a man ... he would have been nothing more than he was. A mere brute.

However, because he was such an imperfect god, the mythology he presided over gave birth to various heroes and heroines, and it could be said that he was able to lay the foundations of a civilized culture that would continue to exist into the future.

Yes - it all started with Lord Zeus. The seeds sown by Zeus gave birth to a variety of tragedies, and sometimes, great warriors who surpassed all heroes.

Alcides, the son of the king of Mycenae. He was the greatest and strongest warrior born of Zeus, the greatest and most powerful warrior in Greek mythology, and the greatest warrior of all warriors.

This is an enduring tale of heroism that will be passed down from generation to generation for as long as human history lasts. It is the story of a man who never once mentioned his name in his life, even if he himself did not refuse to be called "Hercules, the Glory of Hera".

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-what?

His self-consciousness grew when he sucked on the woman's breasts.

Like a broom star shooting through the sky, a torrent of power flowed from the milk into his mouth. It was too immense for the baby, and he involuntarily clenched his teeth, which has been fully grown since he was born.

He vomited, unable to bear the pure force, and closed his mouth to reject it instinctively. The woman who had been feeding him was bitten on the breast and the pain caused her to throw the baby out as quickly as she could. The mother's milk that spilled out at that moment left a mark in the heavens and it became the 'Milky Way'.

With the awakening of self-consciousness, the baby's consciousness was simultaneously robbed by the incomprehensible flow of divine blood from the goddess's veins that now has inhabited his own. The goddess is still unaware of the baby's true identity, but she leaves, angered by the pain of the bite on her shoulder.

The goddess's name was Hera. She did not intend to breastfeed the baby she hated. No, it was Zeus that entrusted the baby to the breast of Hera, who was sleeping in her bed-chamber, in order for the newborn to suckle her milk to give his child immortality. If Hera had known then who the baby was, the rest of Hercules' life would have met an abrupt end.

The next time the baby came to consciousness was when he was sleeping in his chamber with a woman who looked like his mother.

He was immersed in a peaceful sleep when he was awakened by his mother's screams. He opened his eyes in a thin line and saw her jump out of her bed-chamber and call for help. And looming close to himself, he found himself face to face with a snake that was horrifying to look at. The presence of the snake, which opened its mouth wide and dripped venom from its fangs, and was about to bite him, awoke something in his instincts.

The baby grabbed the snake with all the power in his small limbs. For it was not just a venomous snake, but a snake sent by a goddess, it had intelligence, it was severely shocked by the fact that the supposedly helpless baby would be able to fight back. The snake that had been grabbed by its head squirmed and struggled as it tried to escape from the baby's grasp.

But, alas, who could have possibly imagined this!

The viper, which can strangle even a fully grown man, couldn't even escape the baby's tiny hands. The chubby fingers didn't budge, as if tightened like an iron vise. The snake wrapped its body around the baby's little arm and tried to crush his bones, but the deadly force around its skull did not loosen in the slightest.

Eventually, the baby crushed the viper's head. That, was the first glimpse of the Warriors' monstrous power-the first glimpse of power he has demonstrated, seconds from his birth. The monstrous power that supported even heaven and earth crushed the assassin sent by the goddess without a hint of mercy.

- what?

The baby was skeptical.

What is this?

The corpse of the thing in his own hands, the force of the power in his own hands, the place where he was sleeping, the landscape. Everything was unknown to him.

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But more than that, above all. He was surprised at his own appearance.

A small hand. A small body. A frustrating body that doesn't move as you would expect. Who is this ・・・・・? My body, is it? This?

It was only natural for his body to be so, and it was also the very source of his discomfort. There was a form of skepticism that whispered to him that he should have been bigger, more mature, yet, he also felt strangely at ease being the way he currently was.

He didn't know what was going on. He didn't have any knowledge, and yet, he felt that his environment was just unreasonable.

The baby's consciousness, which was supposed to be a blank slate, had unnaturally mature reasoning. It was as if his knowledge had been burned, his memories dissolved, and only his consciousness mixed with that of the baby's. All in all, it was a foreign feeling.

He was supposed to be pure, but with the growth of his self-consciousness, he was no longer pure.

(...)

The baby has since carefully observed his surroundings. The one who frequently appears closest to him is called his "mother". The man who is closest to it is called "father".

When he was able to unravel the language, he understood that his name was 'Alcides'. In the midst of his seemingly incoherent rambling, Alcides was observing his surroundings with an unusually clear awareness.

His name was Alcides. His mother was Alcumene and his father was Amphitryon. The baby lying near himself is Iphicles, Arcades' twin sister. Amphitryon was of a lineage connected to the royal family of the country of Mycenae, and Alcides was apparently the heir to the throne.

However, Hera, who hates Alcides with passion, interfered with the king's plan, and it seems that a descendant of Perseus named Eurystheus was given the right to succeed to the throne, but those who are not gods had no way of knowing this incident.

And how could the baby Alcides know that his fate had been twisted by Hera when those around him did not know?

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Years passed, and soon Alcides became a boy.

Perhaps it was because of the divinity that permeates his body that he has become a handsome young man with a beautiful face, whose movements often attract the attention of the maidservants who look after him.

However, the eyes of those handmaidens were not the object of Arcades' interest. He was simply curious. In the ten years since his birth, a single thought has never left his mind.

'What is this thing in the sky? It's just like the gaze I had received from my father before he became distant from me as soon as I knew he was not my true father.'

He felt as if his father's affection for him was being directed at him from the sky. Always.

He couldn't help but wonder how he was able to feel such a thing clearly. He couldn't understand why he was so obsessed with the sky, even though it was about his own emotions.

"You're looking at the sky again, aren't you, brother?"

"Yes."

At the garden spreading out into an open plain on the outskirts of the palace.

Standing there, looking up at the sky, Alcides is approached by his sister, Iphicles, who has a peculiar relationship with her half-sibling and twin.

The heroic Iphicles, who later took part in Calydon's boar hunt, was still only an innocent girl at the time.

Iphicles thinks about this half-brother of hers who has God's blood flowing through his veins. He, who has an atmosphere that is somehow different from the others. Whether this was a foreignness that comes from the blood of the divine, or whether it is something special that he has because he is a half-brother, Iphicles couldn't decide.

'But why, ...?'

Iphicles couldn't help but be curious about what this half-brother of hers was seeing. She wanted to see the same thing as Alcides. Even though she realized in her infant mind that he and she were fundamentally different, she couldn't help but wish for it.

"Why are you looking at the sky, brother?"

"...I'm not looking at the sky for a reason."

Too precocious - no, Alcaides, with his already perfected mind, was a distorted boy because of his young age and mature mind. The environment that surrounds him also makes Arcades so.

His own mother, Alcmene, was no longer loved by her husband, Amphitryon, because Zeus wanted his son to be the next king of Mucenai. Zeus wanted his son to be the next king of Mycenae, so he disguised himself as Amphitryon when Amphitryon was at war with his neighboring countries, and spent the night with Alcmene, stretching it out three times as long.

Alcmene did not know that the other party was Zeus, and she thought she was dealing with her husband, and it was that night she became pregnant with Alcides. Even though it was not Alcumene's fault, she has become estranged from Amphitryon, who thought she has slept with a man other than himself and gave birth to the child as a twin of his daughter.

Alcides, the son of Zeus, the cause of her estrangement from the husband she loved, was never loved by his own mother, Alcmene. Then, after leaving Alcides in the care of her maidservants, she began to keep distance between her and her inhumanly beautiful son at all times.

A child of God and of royal blood.

The intelligence that is clearly not that of a child.

Combined with his divine appearance, Alcides had lived a childhood that could almost be described as isolation within the Mucenai royal family.

The reason why Alcides has not grown up with a twisted nature was not because he had a half-sister by his side who adored him. There was no need for him to have a half-sister. At this point in time, or at the point when he became self-conscious, Alcides' spirit was already that of an adult.

The strong spirit born of divine blood did not suffer in any way from his isolation as a solitary child. Rather, the time he was alone was his salvation. He could forget the discomfort that tormented him inexplicably when he was alone.

"Do you feel it? The thing which is dropped from this sky?"

"Dropped, thing ...?"

"It is alright. It's something I myself don't understand."

Compassion like love.

He didn't want to have a zen discussion about whether or not she felt it. Hence, Alcides tore his gaze from the sky. Shaking his head, he urged Iphicles to leave the garden.

"Brother,"

His half-sister calls out. Her brother smiled faintly. Even though they were twins, he recognized the girl, who was different from him from her facial structure to the color of her hair, as a presence to be protected.

Was it because they have different fathers, but share the same mother, flesh, and blood? Or was it because she was far more inferior to himself? Perhaps it was both and neither. There was an ambiguous sentiment within Alcides's heart.

"Father is going to teach us chariot handling. He told me to get my brother, so I've come to get you."

Answering Iphicles' words with a short, "I see," Alcides accompanied his half-sister to his half-father's side.

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-The mentality of Alcides is complete.

But his knowledge is still poor and his power still weak. Perhaps it was because of this singularity that Alcides was sincere in learning things.

Even if his half-father intended to use him as a demigod who he despises yet has a strong divine bloodline, he had no reason to refuse if his half-father would give him the skill to control a chariot.

Alcides also had no hesitation in repaying the debt of gratitude for his upbringing and wielding his power as his half-father expected.

Later, Alcides learned the art of chariot from his half-father.

From Autolycus, wrestling.

He learned archery from Eurus, weaponry from Castor, and the lyre from Linus.

And - for he was too strong...and too wise ・・・・・・he was forsaken by all of his masters.

Thus, he was left in the care of nonother-

-the centaur and son of the titan Chronos, wise man Chiron.