System: Daily login!!, jackpot on the first day!!!-Chapter 332 - The Depths of Tartarus

Erelythe is called by many nicknames: The Veiled Titaness of Silent Death, The Forgotten Titaness, The Mourning Veil, Death's Shadow, The Chained Titaness, and Death's Bastion; however, only a few figures know of her existence.

She was an unknown descendant of Lepetos, one of the four mighty Titans alongside Atlas, Prometheus, and Menoitios. Unlike her forebears, whose domains revolved around endurance, foresight, and strength, Erelythe was born with an aspect linked to death itself.

Which makes her a Titaness who is feared by both Titans and Gods in the Titanomachy.

Erelythe was not just a Titaness of death, she was its silent inevitability. Unlike her brother Thanatilos, who embodied death's dominion through raw, absolute force, Erelythe represented death's quiet approach, the moment before the last breath, the fading of light in one's eyes. She did not kill in battle. She ended it.

During the Titanomachy, Erelythe did not fight like the other Titans, nor did she seek conquest. She walked across the battlefield, and wherever she passed, gods and Titans alike simply ceased.

Their lives ended without struggle as if their existence had simply reached its destined conclusion. There was no suffering, no wounds, just an ending, as natural as the turning of time.

Even the Olympians, with all their divine might, feared her, for she could sever their immortality, rendering them as vulnerable as mortals.

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Erelythe never truly allied herself with Kronos' ambition or the Titans' rage against Olympus. She did not care for war, for rule, or for vengeance. She fought not out of hatred, but because she knew that if the Olympians won, they would never allow her to exist.

However, the gods devised a way to defeat her, not by force, but by trickery. Athena, who was wise but also cunning, conspired with Hermes, who used speed and intelligence, to create a moment of weakness. Together, they cast a divine illusion on Erelythe, making her believe that her presence was no longer needed and that she had won. They deceived her own power into extinction.

In that moment of hesitation, Zeus struck her down with his thunderbolt, and Hades, already fearing her existence, sealed her fate before she could return.

The Olympians knew that Erelythe could not simply be chained like the other Titans. Her power was not physical, it was conceptual.

So instead of mere bindings, they locked her within The Shroud of Oblivion, a prison beyond even Tartaros itself.

In this realm, her name could not be spoken, her existence could not be remembered, and even the dead could not find her. Unlike other Titans, whose rage echoed through time, Erelythe was erased.

She was neither dead nor alive. She simply disappeared from the Existence.

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After hearing the story of Erelythe who was guiding them through the darkness of Tartarus, Taufik and Aksara didn't know how to react.

"... Wait"

Aksara interrupted the silence after realizing that there was something strange about Erelythe's Story. Then he spoke again.

"If you are indeed locked up in this "The Shroud of Oblivion" Thing, a prison beyond even Tartaros itself... Then how do you manage to get out from there?"

Hearing that, Erelythe was stunned for a while, took a deep breath, then said.

"... I don't remember when, but there was a time when a sudden change occurred in Tartarus, which shouldn't have happened"

"Heh~"

Taufik exclaimed, sounding interested in the "change" mentioned by Erelythe. Then he immediately asked.

"And this change you mean, what kind of change exactly?"

"... I don't know exactly what caused it, but suddenly, the Erinyes began to neglect their responsibilities... They began to act like mindless creatures, and because of that, my restraints began to slowly weaken, not completely released, but at least my movements became a little freer... However, I don't dare to leave my prison yet"

"How so?"

Hearing that, Erelythe's gaze, veiled beneath the shadows of Tartarus, seemed distant, as if she was recalling something not just lost to time but deliberately erased from existence itself.

"... Because something else was watching"

Erelythe finally answered, her voice carrying something unknown.

This made Taufik and Aksara exchange glances.

"Something else?"

Aksara's voice echoed. Then said again.

"You mean other than the Olympians?"

Hearing that, Erelythe slowly shook her head.

"No… Not the Olympians. Not Titans, either... Not even Hades... It's something else... I don't know what exactly but they hide in the deepest part of Tartarus, watching... Waiting for the right time to strike"

Erelythe said, her fingers, still faintly carrying the remnants of divine shackles, clenched at her side.

"Tartarus itself had become… different. As if it was no longer just a prison but something else... Like something had taken root inside it..."

Hearing this, Aksara crossed his arms, frowning while saying.

"That doesn't make any sense. What could even change a place like Tartarus?"

Responding to Aksara's words, Erelythe just shook her head. Then said.

"I don't know… But I felt it... Something was shifting, and it wasn't just the Erinyes losing themselves. Something deeper. Something older"

"*Sigh~* "

Taufik sighed, his fingers twitching slightly, and felt that the journey to save Gaia this time would not be as simple as he thought.

"So, you stayed because you weren't sure if leaving would be any better than staying locked away... Then why are you here?"

Erelythe nodded at Taufik's questions, then answered

"Yes, If Tartarus itself was changing, where else would I even go? I had no name, no place in existence anymore. At least in my prison, I understood what I was... For the reasons I was here, it's simply because out of curiosity... The sudden movement of the Erinyes caught my attention, they moved while murmuring the Word abomination... I just wanted to see and that's when I met you, My lord"

Said Erelythe, who then stole a glance at Aksara, before looking back to the front.

"... And I believe, The abomination they mean was no others than your own child, My lord... I noticed at first glance after I saw him... He was, how should I put it... A little different, maybe?"

After what Erelythe said, a silence stretched between them.

Then Aksara muttered.

"Well… I already expect something like that would happen if I come here, so I'm not that surprised?"

Hearing that, Erelythe glanced at him in surprise. But Taufik smirked. Said.

"You don't have to worry about that... Whatever's happening to Tartarus… We'll deal with it"

Hearing that, Erelythe tilted her head slightly.

"I'm not trying to belittle you, my lord, but... You speak as though it's that simple"

"For me? It usually is"

"*Sigh* Here we go again…"

Aksara said, but a smile was still visible on his face; for him, his father was always like that, considering situations that other people thought were impossible as easy things; that was just how he was.

But Erelythe did not smile. Instead, she slowly turned her gaze upward, toward the unseen sky of Tartarus, her voice barely above a whisper.

"…Then let's see if you're right"

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As they moved deeper into Tartarus, an oppressive silence hung over them. The air grew heavier, thick with something unseen yet undeniable. Even the shadows seemed to coil tighter around them as if whispering warnings of what lay ahead.

Erelythe led them through the abyss with measured steps, her presence barely making a sound.

Then, as they reached the depths, a massive gate emerged from the darkness. Unlike the crude, imprisoning structures above, this gate was ancient, carved from stone so dark it seemed to drink in the dim light around it. Runes older than Olympus itself pulsed faintly across its surface, and in front of it stood a being that towered over them.

A Hekatonkheire.

It was unlike anything Aksara had ever seen. A monstrous figure with a hundred arms and fifty heads, its very form radiated overwhelming power and chaos. Its many eyes, gleaming with a dull glow, turned toward them in unison, and its mouths moved as one.

"Who… dares… tread… this… path?"

The voice was not a single one but a hundred overlapping tones layered with something beyond mere sound; it was something primal, something that made the soul of the one who heard it tremble.

Aksara took an instinctive step back. Taufik, however, remained still, his gaze fixed on the guardian of the gate.

Erelythe stepped forward, her voice calm.

"We seek passage"

The Hekatonkheire regarded her with something akin to recognition.

"The Forgotten One… still… exists…"

A heavy pause. Then its many heads turned toward Taufik and Aksara. Then...

The Hekatonkheire's countless eyes immediately locked onto Aksara and Aksara alone with fury, its hundred hands twitching as if preparing to strike. The ancient guardian's voice roared in overlapping layers of rage and judgment.

"Gaia's spawn... unworthy… defiler… must… perish!"

Hearing that, Aksara instinctively tightened his grip on his Ninjato, his stance shifting in preparation. But before he could react, Erelythe stepped forward, her presence like a weight pressing against reality itself.

"Stand down"

She commanded, her voice low but absolute.

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