Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

"Since that is the case, there is no need for the spirits of Golden Humanity to stay in the starry sky, doing meaningless things day after day. You can select some who are skilled in battle and grant them power, making them guardians of the star domain, forbidding life that is not sufficiently qualified from approaching there. As for the rest, let them take on another task."

"Golden Humanity obediently follows the gods, and they consider it an honor to serve the gods. Therefore, it's most appropriate for them to take on this task. From now on, they will possess bodies, transforming into the 'Celestial Clan', responsible for guiding the souls of the devout to the kingdoms of their respective deities after death."

Even though at this moment there is no so-called 'kingdom', it does not hinder Laine from making preparations in advance. Gods cannot personally do these things, so Golden Humanity is the best proxy.

"Understood, Your Highness."

The Goddess of Starlight respectfully responded but then she remembered something.

"Transforming into the 'Celestial Clan'... Providing souls with a vessel is not difficult, but what should I use to create their bodies?"

"Hmm... they only have positive emotions, so let's use positive energy to shape their bodies. An element between ethereal and physical form, which is also just right for their travel between the Spirit Realm and the living world."

Having made a decision, Laine then reached out and grasped. In the Spirit Realm, some scattered faith was gathered, all oriented towards the Golden Age or the veneration of the Zodiac's Heroic Spirits.

Compared to the faith vested in gods, which is somewhat longing, these are much purer, merely later generations' recognition of the Golden Age people's noble character. Faith aimed at others is nearly impossible to steal, and Golden Humanity does not possess the ability to utilize them, so they have remained here.

"Now that they have their own task, they should also have their own domain. Although the faith oriented towards them cannot be transformed into Divine Power by themselves, I allow them to borrow the power of the Spirit Realm, mixed with positive energy, to construct a world that belongs solely to them."

"As for its name..."

After a moment's contemplation, even though he did not yet know the thoughts of Golden Humanity, by observing his own seven-tiered Spirit Realm and Mount of the Gods, Laine could immediately guess what these worshippers of deities would model their kingdom after. Therefore, without much thought, he bestowed upon it the true name of this realm:

"The realm belonging to the Celestial Clan, the gathering point of positive energy in the world, a world of goodness and beauty. It shall carry life's yearning for nobility, the reverence of virtue, so be it—"

"Let's call it Seven Hills Paradise."

...

In the Mortal Realm, on the Panasus Mountain Range.

The flood had receded, but Deucalion and Pitha still remained here. Because their prayers had been answered by the goddess, they naturally should wait.

A feeling of hunger surged up, and although the faint touch of divinity kept them from dying due to lack of food, the uncomfortable sensation did not diminish at all. From the height of the flood to the time it receded, there was still no trace of the goddess, but they did not give up hope.

Among the Olympian Gods, promises made by the Divine King and the Goddess of Law would be fulfilled, though the former would always leave loopholes in his words, bound by the powers of the 'Oathkeeper', while the latter would never go back on her word once she has responded.

So atop Mount Panasus, the two waited quietly, never stirring for a moment. However, on this day after the flood had subsided, a breeze suddenly blew in from afar.

The airflow grew closer, swirling around Delphi, and then turned from invisible to visible. The next moment, along with the howling West Wind, the figure of Zephyrus appeared in front of Deucalion and Pitha. Yet, seeing the two kneeling on the ground, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Are you praying to the deities?"

As the offspring of gods, to pray to other deities like mortals was indeed surprising to him. However, sensing the barely detectable divine power within the two individuals before him, the God of West Wind showed understanding.

Such a weak divinity, barely different from none. If not for their prolonged lives, they might indeed be no different from mortals.

In front of him, Deucalion and Pitha were initially startled by the sudden appearance of the deity but then Pitha's face lit up with hope. At last, a deity had arrived, although she was confused, as the one who came was not the Goddess of Law.

She was about to ask, but Deucalion spoke before she could:

"Yes, Your Highness, we are praying here, seeking help from the gods of Mount Olympus."

Beneath his sleeve, he pulled on Pitha. The girl did not understand her cousin's intentions, but she remained silent. Although she did not comprehend why the prayer to Lady Themis had summoned another deity.

"Good, it seems that you are different from your parents who dared to defy the Divine King."

Zephyrus nodded, since they had started with prayers, things would be much easier. Looking at the two before him, the God of West Wind spoke kindly:

"You are fortunate, children of Prometheus and Epimetheus. The most high and supreme Divine King has heard your plea and intends to bestow additional grace upon you."

"With the fall of Bronze Humanity, the sins they once committed have also been mercifully forgiven by the Divine King, and he allows humans to arise once again on the earth. And you, are to be their source."