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80% Monster? No, I'm a Cultivator! (Percy Jackson) / Chapter 16: Chapter 16

บท 16: Chapter 16

Despite how calm Ocean Song was on the surface, his mind was panicked. He was happy that Hecate had saved him and even nursed him back to health, somewhat.

But his insides were thoroughly messed up.

Physically, he wasn't going to kneel over and die at this point, even if he still felt like he was going to pass out from the pain if he moved too vigorously.

His physical body felt like it was being held together by prayers and duct tape.

And his Golden Core…..it was more like a Golden shattered mirror.

His Qi was seeping out from the broken pieces of it, its original form barely retained in the vague shape of a Core.

If left like this, he felt like his Cultivation would regress and he'd fall back down to Foundation Establishment. His instincts told him that if this occurred, his path would forever be cut off.

He sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

Slowly, he began to draw Qi into himself. He could feel it seeping into his Core and the pain that accompanied it.

He was broken in so many places, and now he had to put himself back together.

Ocean Song expected the Qi of the underworld to be...corrosive, turbulent even, yet it was oddly peaceful.

If anything, it was gentler than the Qi he normally used.

Frankly, it was exactly what he needed.

Slowly, like handling the most fragile piece of glass, he began to push the pieces of his core back into place before it shattered in its entirety.

He didn't know how much time he spent meditating, not daring to even open his eyes and lose focus for even a moment.

Yet, all this time, he barely managed to push onetinypiece back into place and slowly mend it.

At this rate, it would probably take him years to fully recover.

He begrudgingly accepted the situation and merely decided to focus every ounce of his attention on getting better as soon as possible. If he put his full effort—

"Bwah!?" His eyes snapped open as someone was leaning down, looking at him, merely inches from his own face.

Ocean Song tumbled over in fright, not sensing the person in the slightest, his Divine Sense having been shattered along with his Core. But even still, the 'person' standing in front of him was still completely imperceptible to Ocean Song.

Ocean Song's eyes widened because he recognized the entity from legends.

The Black Wings were a dead giveaway….

"Greetings, Senior—" He threw up a mouthful of blood and fell face first as he tried his best to give a proper bow.

Ocean Song's body twitched in pain, and he let out a low groan as he found his body being lifted into the air by an invisible force.

However, it was rather gentle as well, almost like how Hecate had handled him before.

He hovered there, looking Death in the eyes.

Before him stood Thanatos, the Primordial God of Death.

Ocean Song would admit, if he had pants, they would have turned brown. Oddly, it was not the first time in his life that he feltlessawkward from his nakedness.

Ocean Song felt like his soul was leaving his body.

Wait.

That was real.

He turned back and realized his body was behind him, hanging limp in the air as Thanatos grasped both his soul and physical body, both unable to move.

"You have died once." The strange, garbled words entered Ocean Song's mind.

Rather, he felt them reverberate through his soul; they weren't words in the normal sense, but more like a magnificent celestial being had lowered itself to communicate in a way that the cyclops could understand.

"Yes, Senior." Ocean Song knew he couldn't hide it in front of him. "I hope this lowly Cyclops has not offended you."

He knew that Thanatos wasn't speaking about surviving Zeus or in a metaphorical sense.

He had died once. He had memories of a previous life that remained with him.

If anyone were able to see through his core, it would be the Primordial God of Death.

Thanatos slowly raised his hand, a single finger extended outwards as it touched Ocean Song. Like it was grabbing at a single thread among hundreds, a faint golden light wrapped around his finger, and he began to pull, unravelling the thread from his essence.

Ocean Song let out a scream of pain. Despite not being in his 'body' at the moment, he felt like every nerve of his was on fire.

With a jolt, Ocean Song's soul was forced back into his body as if it had never been separated.

Ocean Song gasped, falling to the ground as the invisible force released him. He looked up to see a golden light shining from between the fingers of Thanatos's clutched hand. And without warning, he shoved it into Ocean Song's chest.

Ocean Song didn't even have a chance to scream again; he felt something move inside of him.

Something entered his Dantian, and his Golden Core was forcibly pushed together.

Within the blink of an eye, the Primordial God withdrew his hand, leaving not a single wound on the Cyclops.

Ocean Song looked within himself, and his eyes widened. Inside his Dantian, it was a piece of the Golden Apple he had eaten when fighting Zeus.

He was astonished. Did the Primordial God grab the remnants of the Golden Apple Piece that remained within him and was going to waste and condense them back into form?

It was actually just a fraction of the original piece he swallowed before, indicating that the majority of it had been wasted. However, even this small amount... it began to mend him at increasing speeds.

Not only that, the Primordial God had forced all the pieces of his Golden Core back into place.

Granted, they were still cracked and disconnected, but it significantly lessened the time he would need to recover and saved him much hardship.

Another realization hit him.

Once he repairs his Golden Core, he will be at the peak of the Core Formation realm.

He had actually advanced through all of that. Did the lightning strikes he suffered somehow refine some of the Golden Apple Piece while he suffered catastrophic wounds? Before his Golden Core nearly shattered, did he almost advance?

His eyes snapped open, and he was about to thank the Primordial God, but he realized that Thanatos had vanished. He quickly stood up and looked around, but he couldn't find him anywhere.

"Don't bother looking. Death has a habit of sneaking up on you when you least expect it." Another voice entered my ears, a feminine one. Another figure seemed to step out of the shadows.

Ocean Song recognized her as well and clasped his hands, bowing towards her. "This lowly Cyclops greets the Queen of the Underworld."

The Goddess Persephone pursed her lips, looking over the monster before her.

Just because she was in the Underworld didn't mean she wasn't kept abreast of what was happening on the surface.

The talk of the proverbial town was standing right in front of her.

"So, you're the reason that Hecate has been coming and going more frequently lately." She looked him up and down, though her eyes trailed downwards and lingered for a moment as her lips curled up. "I can see at least one reason that would make her become less reclusive."

Ocean Song may have blushed slightly.

"Don't worry too much about Thanatos. He doesn't speak much, but he does things for a reason." She raised her hand and pointed at the ground. Ocean Song followed her gesture to see a black feather left on the ground before him. "It's rare for him to favor someone. It makes me curious what he sees in you."

Ocean Song hesitantly picked up the feather and felt an indiscernible feeling from it.

"You can consider it a token of approval from him. No one in the Underworld will give you a hard time unless you give them a reason."

"Thank you for your teachings, Great Underworld Queen!" Ocean Song bowed again after hearing her explanation.

She looked at him oddly for a moment. Truthfully, she didn't know what to make of this little monster cousin of hers.

The naked monster in front of her that withstood her father's wrath.

At first glance, he didn't seem impressive, but she could tell he was hiding some secrets beneath the surface. Especially so if even Thanatos took an interest in him. She didn't know what Thanatos wanted, only catching the tail end of their exchange, but she didn't' lie when she said that he doesn't do things without a reason.

For what could make Death itself interested, well, she couldn't even begin to guess.

Though her attention was then pulled elsewhere.

"Hecate." Persephone smiled.

"Persephone." Hecate responded evenly. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"

"Can't I just come to visit?" The Queen of the Underworld asked.

"You visited last year."

"That was a whole year ago. I'd say we're overdue for a catching up." She chuckled. "Like your new… interest." She glanced down at Ocean Song.

Hecate's lips twitched, and with a huff, she crossed her arms. "What do you want?"

Though she showed a rather dismissive demeanor, Persephone wasn't insulted whatsoever. If there was one person in the Underworld who was probably forever in the good graces of both Persephone and Hades, it was Hecate for the role she played in them getting together.

It helped that she was reclusive and rarely ever even went out; thus the number of 'incidents' to her name was practically nonexistent.

"Hades is aware of everything that happens in the Underworld." Persephone said lightly. "He's been very patient."

"Hmph."

"Hecate, don't be like that. He won't do anything bad." Persephone reassured her.

Ocean Song sat there utterly confused at what was going on, but he wisely believed it best to keep his mouth shut.

"Fine, do what you want." Hecate waved her hand dismissively.

Persephone gestured with her own hand, and the ground trembled.

From the horizon, a massive beast came running towards them; each of its steps could cause an earthquake. Just its presence alone would cause any lesser monsters to cower and hide.

Ocean Song felt the beast's mighty aura even from this distance, and its speed was astonishing.

"Oh Cerberus~" Persephone called out as the three-headed dog hopped over at her call, playfully dropping to the ground as soon as it arrived, waiting for her commands. "Take that one to Hades." She pointed at Ocean Song.

Ocean Song now realized what they were talking about.

Truly, nothing escapes the eyes of the Lord of the Underworld.

Ocean Song bowed to the mighty divine beast. "Please take good care of me, senior; it is my honor to ride upon your back."

Cerberus got up and looked at him strangely. Its three heads loomed over the Cyclops for several moments before the middle head quickly snapped down and grabbed him with its mouth.

Ocean Song was hanging halfway out of the beast's mouth as it turned around and began running towards the King of the Underworld.

Hecate watched, letting out a sigh before rubbing the bridge of her nose. Because she could see his 'sword' dangling the entire time as Cerberus rushed across the underworld.

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Ocean Song can say that it was his first time riding in the mouth of a divine beast.

Can others say they received this same treatment?

No, they can't.

However, he was oblivious to everything going on around him as senior Cerberus whisked him away. He knew they traveled a great distance just from the number of steps combined with the speed at which they moved.

Abruptly, the mighty beast spat him out.

Ocean Song slid across a tiled floor, covered in spit, and still naked. He raised a hand up towards Cerberus. "Thank you for your efforts, senior."

The mighty three-headed dog let out a powerful bark of happiness before trotting away.

It only took a moment for Ocean Song to realize it wasn't him they were 'responding' to.

He looked up and found he was staring at a throne with the Lord of the Underworld looking down on him.

"I'm –"

"I greet the King of the Underworld!" Ocean Song quickly provided the most polite greetings. "It's my honor to finally meet you, uncle!" And of course, he established the familial connection at the first opportunity.

"...yes." Hades blinked then shook his head, not used to this kind of abrupt yet respectful behavior. After a moment of silence, Hades furrowed his brow, looking at Ocean Song. "Why are you naked?"

"I cultivate my heart and the world. For clothes are simply a boundary between myself and the Dao. I seek enlightenment free from the constraints of civilization, to be free and unfettered by any boundaries!"

"….."

"...The Lord of heaven destroyed my only clothing." Ocean Song looked away awkwardly.

"And you simply did not acquire more…?"

"Ah... I have no money." Ocean Song's head drooped.

Hades oddly felt a twinge of sympathy for him. As also the God of Wealth, he was more than familiar with those that did without.

Ocean Song, however, cared not for the matters of clothing or lack thereof!

At this moment, he realized it was an opportunity. "Esteemed Uncle, please evaluate this." He presented the feather he received from Thanatos.

"Where exactly did you take that out from?"

"Please don't ask me that question. If you do, I'll answer it."

Hades wisely chose not to pursue that line of questioning. "You have one of Thanatos's feathers? And what exactly do you think that allows you?"

"I seek not any promise nor prize from you, esteemed Uncle. What I seek is wisdom that only you can provide." Ocean Song quickly fell to the ground, head pressed against the tiles in a kowtow. "Please grant me answers to my doubts, esteemed uncle."

Hades shifted on his throne. This was far from how he expected this meeting with his... nephew to go.

No, he was going to interrogate the Cyclops about his status, what he was, and the location of his missing Helmet of Darkness.

Frankly, he had been taken aback immediately since the strange monster's arrival.

Hades then finally settled with a hand propping up his head, elbow pressed against the armrest of his throne. "And what do you want to ask?"

The way he was acting, Hades realized that this monster in front of him must have something important to say. He didn't really care about the feather from Thanatos; at most, it would stop him from being heavy-handed.

But now his attention was fully focused on the Cyclops.

Did he have some knowledge about the situation going on between Zeus and Poseidon? Did Poseidon know he would end up down here and prepared beforehand?

Or did Zeus merely put on a show, and all of this was an elaborate ruse?

What if—

"How does one court a goddess of the underworld?" Ocean Song asked with full sincerity.

Hades blinked, looking at him for a moment before letting out a very tired sigh.

Or maybe he had been overthinking everything, and this nephew of his was an idiot.

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บท 17: Chapter 17

"And don't give her flowers too often. They lose their effect if she begins to anticipate them. And make sure that you handpick them." Hades spoke thoughtfully. "She will know if you sent a servant to buy a bouquet of flowers."

Ocean Song nodded along with his uncle's words, doing his best to thoroughly absorb the wisdom being bestowed.

Ocean Song also understood that his uncle must have firsthand experience with these specific situations.

"And never lie to her." Hades was quick to add. "She will know."

"How?" Ocean Song asked.

"To this day, I have never discovered her secret." Hades admitted. "But she will know. Maybe it will take some time, but she will find out; regardless of how well you hide it or how much effort you put into the lie, it will be discovered by her."

Ocean Song saw the fear in Hades' eyes and nodded silently.

"And whatever you do, no matter how deep the pit you think you've dug yourself, if you did indeed ignore my advice and lie to her and she finds out and asks you about it, don't lie further." Hades said very sternly. "If there is anything I know as the God of the Underworld, the hole you've dug yourself can go deeper."

Ocean Song made a mental promise to heed his uncle's advice.

He already had a long list of things he'd written down from his uncle.

He then slammed his balled fist on the throne. "And always, and I mean always, have a handful of thoughtful gifts stored away for an emergency. Forget a birthday, an anniversary, a holiday? No matter, you are long prepared."

"Your wisdom knows no bounds, uncle." Ocean Song praised.

Hades nodded as well, pleased with his nephew's learning.

This wasn't how he anticipated this day going. Quite the opposite, in fact. He expected much more threatening and possible torture and/or physical violence. His intention was to interrogate his monster nephew on the theft of his Helmet of Darkness, but he realized it was a pointless endeavor.

Why?

Well, it's simple.

Hades realized his nephew was an idiot.

An idiot that cleaved a hole in the sky, but an idiot nonetheless. It wasn't really a new revelation for his nephews. There seemed to be a correlation between the strength of his nephews and their idiocy, funnily enough.

Hercules?

One of the biggest idiots he'd ever met in his life, and look at him now.

Hades briefly wondered if that was the reason he hadn't produced any children of such might. An unfortunate side effect is that all of his children were born with all their brain cells.

Though, Hades did at least acknowledge his monstrous nephew's own wisdom in coming to him for love advice.

He could only imagine what nonsense his brothers would fill his head with.

"And then there's how to deal with her when you take a mistress or a lover." Hades began.

"Uncle." Ocean Song interrupted him. "I do not ever plan on taking a mistress or a lover." He was quick to correct.

"Bah." Hades waved his hand flippantly. "They all say that. Immortality is a very long time. When you're separated for long periods, when the eons pass, you may get bored or want something new and exciting. No matter how much you care for your wife, you may look for others to fill certain voids."

Of course, Hades would never say this in front of his wife. And in fact, he rarely ever even 'cheated' on her in a normal sense. The majority of the time, he actually had his wife's blessing for a little fling with a mortal every now and then while she was gone.

"Uncle." Ocean Song's face turned serious. "You have bestowed on me wisdom I am most appreciative of. In return, please allow this lowly Cyclops to offer you some wisdom in return."

Hades raised an eyebrow at his Cyclops nephew. "Advice, for me?" He scoffed but gestured for him to continue.

Ocean Song cleared his throat. "It's impossible to look at other women if you have a fat ass sitting on your face."

Hades was silent.

Ocean Song was proud of himself. As a Cultivator, he should also be able to bestow others with profound wisdom, and he was even able to render the God of the Underworld speechless with his profound insights.

Or was that because both the Goddess Persephone and the Goddess Hecate were standing right behind him?

It was honestly hard to say.

"Dear." Hades greeted his wife.

"Husband." She returned with the same direct and dry greeting.

"...I was just—"

"Husband." She cut him off. "Do you really think I didn't know about your 'secret stash' of gifts you keep in the third closet behind the wall?"

"...I had hoped." He admitted.

Hecate had her arms crossed, and her glare threatened to set Ocean Song on fire.

Ocean Song did the most intelligent course of action he could think of in that moment.

He attempted to jump into the air and fly away as his cultivation base healed to a certain degree. Only, he found that he could not fly and fell to the ground, smacking headfirst into the hard tiles below.

Hades looked at him and felt the smallest twinge of pity.

He didn't actually allow outsiders to fly in his domain, and he didn't have a chance to warn him.

He made a mental note to be a bit more generous when his nephew's soul inevitably crosses the River Styx officially after the Goddess of Magic is done with him.

The Goddess of Magic kicked him once, and Hades noted that she held back quite a bit to the point where it was more of a love tap.

Hades held out his hand and floated some Ambrosia and Nectar down, letting it plop right in front of the Cyclops.

"I – " Before Ocean Song could speak, the Goddess of Magic grabbed the Ambrosia and Necatar and shoved them into his mouth, forcing him to swallow.

Rather quickly, he took on a panicked expression and sat down in a strange position as the Ambrosia and Nectar filled his body.

Hades watched him curiously.

As the God of the Underworld, he knew when someone was on death's door, and his nephew was most certainly expecting to meet Thanatos before Hecate's intervention. And despite Hecate's best efforts, she couldn't fully heal him from taking such a powerful lightning strike from Zeus.

It was already a testament to her prowess that she saved him in the first place. Of course, Hades was also aware of what Thanatos did as well. It surprised the God of the Underworld that Death itself willingly lent its aid.

Hades couldn't even recall the last time that Thanatos showed a living being any favorability like that.

Other than an immortal being, of course.

Still, with the intervention of both Magic and Death, his body was utterly mangled even if it wasn't so obvious on the outside.

Hades also wasn't so stingy as not to provide a bit of Ambrosia and Nectar after forcing his nephew over at his behest. And he was feeling particularly generous after seeing Zeus eat a bit of humble pie.

Hades also made a mental note to supply Hecate with more Ambrosia and Nectar. The fact that she hadn't given him any was pretty telling that she had apparently run out since the last time he gave her a bit.

Unlike the Olympian Gods, the Gods living in the underworld aren't so lucky to have such a steady supply of the godly foodstuffs. Hades, as the God of the Underworld, of course, has his own supply as befitting his status. And he makes sure his subordinates receive their share at certain intervals.

He, of course, knew where all hers went. It was no secret to him how much she dotes on her own demigod children she periodically sires, often breaking the supposed 'laws' in doing so.

He turns a blind eye, though.

However, he had the faint impression that the amount of demigod children she produced was going to see a sharp decline.

In fact, if you looked at Hades in a certain light, he might have been smiling as he watched the Goddess of Magic give his nephew a thorough verbal lashing.

"You may take him away." Hades casually gestured.

Hecate stopped her scolding, giving Hades a polite nod of acknowledgment, and grabbed Ocean Song by the leg and dragged him out of the room.

Persephone looked at the scene with a strange smile on her face. "They're cute together, don't you think?"

Hades grunted noncommittally.

"Do you still believe he stole your helmet?"

"No." Hades said bluntly. "He's far too stupid to do something like that."

"Oh, sweetie." Persephone smiled warmly. "We all could have told you that."

"...How long have you known about my stash of gifts?"

"How long have you had that 'secret stash'?" She shot back.

Hades grumbled in annoyance.

"And don't think I'm ignoring your other 'advice.'." She shot him a glare.

"...I can explain." Hades shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Despite the fact that she gives him 'permission' to find some temporary lover while she's forced away for the seasons, she also doesn't like to hear about his dalliances or see them in person.

Persephone's eyes shined dangerously. "Well, I suppose we should give it a try then. Hmm?"

"Give what a try, dear?" Hades felt a strange tingling down his spine.

"I think your nephew gave some meaningful advice. Let's put it to the test."

Suddenly, Hades felt like he had a favorite nephew.

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Ocean Song looked up at the sky of the Underworld as Hecate dragged him away.

He didn't make a move to stop her and focused mostly on absorbing the power of the heavenly elixirs that the Lord of the Underworld bestowed on him.

Oddly, he felt like he couldn't absorb the Qi from them into his Dantian like he did with the Golden Apple.

No, it felt like water falling through his fingers as the power of the elixirs went entirely to mending his broken body.

Almost at speeds visible to the naked eye, his complexion even returned somewhat normal, and a significant amount of the pain disappeared rather quickly.

"You're lucky; not even I use Ambrosia and Nectar so wastefully like you did." Hecate harrumphed.

"...you're the one who shoved them in my mouth." Ocean Song pointed out.

The Goddess of Magic shot him a dangerous glare.

"What are your plans next?" She asked, her tone much more...even.

"Preferably, I would like to heal and break through to the next realm." Ocean Song answered without much thought.

Hecate furrowed her brow, trying to understand what he meant by 'break through to the next realm.'.

"And what does that entail?"

"I need to form my Nascent Soul." Ocean Song answered again rather easily.

"You're what?"

"My Nascent Soul. Once I form my Nascent Soul, I'll no longer be dependent on my mortal body. Even if my body is destroyed, my soul will persist. My soul will even be able to leave my body and travel a thousand miles!" He spoke excitedly.

Hecate came to an abrupt stop, dropping him.

Her mind whirled with the information that she was provided, and she came to a rather quick conclusion.

This idiot was talking about taking the first true steps into godhood.

That's how gods exist, their 'bodys' are merely external vessels, projections, temporary reflections of their nature. It's why gods were immortal; they couldn't be killed because their 'souls' were eternal and persisted through any 'death.'.

But….she was confused because there was so much missing to make that even plausible. A god needed belief to sustain themselves. Even lesser gods subsisted off of belief and worship of their domains, even inadvertently.

Her stupid Cyclops had no such thing.

So she was utterly confused at what nonsense he was so confidently spouting.

"Great Goddess— "

"What did you call me!?" She snapped her head towards him.

"— Hecate." He quickly corrected.

She huffed, crossing her arms, giving him a look as if to say, Continue with what you were going to say.

"If it isn't too much trouble, can I request that you drop me off at the River Styx?"

Hecate processed his request and felt a surge of anger that almost made her want to start kicking him. "You covet that stupid curse? Do you even know what consequences come with it!?"

"Curse?" Ocean Song was confused at her sudden surge of anger. Despite her scowling and glares, they never felt truly hostile. But now, it felt like she was actually upset. "You mean the Curse of Achilles?" He vaguely recalled the information recalling that.

"What else would I be talking about?"

"I don't covet that curse; I have other reasons for wanting to seek the River Styx." Ocean Song explained truthfully.

Hecate looked him over skeptically. "You don't want the curse?" Her eyebrow raised. "It will make you one of the strongest warriors the world has ever seen. Stronger, faster battle instinct that touches on the divine. You really don't want that?"

"I can get that by my own hand." Ocean Song responded with a genuine look on his face.

Hecate blinked and wanted to call him an arrogant fool, but she then recalled that there was quite literally a chunk of sky missing because of him.

"...if I find out that you lied to me, I will be upset." She said softly with a rare tone of tenderness that quickly disappeared. "If you dare to almost die again because of whatever nonsense you're thinking about doing, I'll kill you myself, understand?"

"Yes, Ma'am!" Ocean Song nodded.

"Hmph." Hecate snapped her fingers, and Ocean Song disappeared from the spot.

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Ocean Song fell into a soft bit of soil, realizing he had been teleported away.

A second realization dawned on him that she could have used that same method of transportation rather than quite literally dragging him across the ground for so long.

Instinctively, he could sense the nearby waters.

Despite them being from the underworld, his bloodline could still reach out and feel the soft waves of the river in front of him.

It was vast, far bigger than its actual appearance showed.

Ocean Song was sure that the River was a world unto itself with how many souls it takes care of on a daily basis.

There was one particular reason he wanted to come here.

With the elixirs mending his body to such a degree, he was nearly back to full health. And he discovered something rather interesting.

Surviving Zeus's strike had caused his demonic core to also grow in size. His Golden Core had reached the later stage from his estimates; he just needed to piece it back together. No, that was probably wrong. Beyond the later stage was perfected.

After having time to consider it, he knew that his Golden Core would be perfected once it was pieced back together.

And his Demonic Core, while having gotten a surge of strength due to surviving his tribulation, was trailing behind a bit. Mostly because his physical body couldn't actually handle that kind of stress and had been in even a worse state than his Golden Core previously.

Still, he would say that his Demonic Core—once his physical body digested the Elixirs fully—would be about at the later stages, if barely. Which didn't sound like much, but he went from the early stages right to the later stages.

His Golden Core was elevated through refinement and cultivation.

His demonic core had just been pumped up, and right now, it lacked any sort of... refinement. It was rather rampant and bloated now that he felt his body returning to normal. He needed to properly 'digest' everything.

Likewise, he could simultaneously elevate himself properly rather than taking bolts of lightning from the Lord of Heaven.

Thus, wouldn't the perfect opportunity be to refine his body in the River Styx?

It was perfect logic with no flaws.

Truly, Ocean Song felt like he was a good cultivator to think about something like this.

Ocean Song sat cross-legged at the edge of the River Styx and began to reach out to it through the bloodline he inherited from his father.

The River Styx wasn't merely a river.

It was a Titan.

It was a godly being.

With his bloodline of Poseidon, he reached out and touched it.

And the River responded... rather aggressively.

Ocean Song felt like he awakened something from its slumber. Waves began to surge on the once peaceful river.

Eventually, the waters distorted until they twisted and churned into the form of a humanoid, boring right down onto him.

"Son of Poseidon, for what reason have you awakened me?" The Titan's presence weighed down on him.

"Greetings, Great Goddess, Styx!" Ocean Song quickly donned the demeanor of a proper Cultivator, in that he immediately started praising her. "I have long heard of the magnificent River that cares for the souls of the underworld. Your mighty name reverberates throughout all the waters of the world."

Styx paused.

She was annoyed about being woken up from its nap, noticing one of Poseidon's brats poking at it with its powers. However, it was hard to want to beat up someone who was praising her so shamelessly.

And if one of Poseidon's kids was in the underworld like this, that meant Hades was letting him be as a guest, and she had no intention of angering Hades while she also lived here.

She gave him a closer examination, noticing he was a monster – a Cyclops even, as strange as that was considering what he looked like.

And he was also naked, for some strange reason, but she predated the concept of clothing, so she didn't dwell on that too long.

There were other strangenesses about him, but it wasn't any of her business.

"What do you want, child of Poseidon?" She finally decided to ask so he would go away.

"Great Goddess!" Ocean Song spoke reverently. "I wish to go inside of you!"

"..."

"…"

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A/N

Ocean Song wants to get inside another Goddess, no big deal.

Also, Hades might have a new favorite nephew.

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