Where the hell am I?
I tried to speak, but only a strange babble came out of my mouth.
“Baaaah!”
The beautiful woman in front of me let out a small laugh.
“The little one seems full of energy.”
Little one.
That word made my heart sink.
I moved my hands again and confirmed my suspicions.
I was a baby.
A damn baby.
For the next few days, I tried to understand my situation.
However, my new body could barely do anything more than eat and sleep.
The worst part was that no one seemed to notice that inside that body was the mind of an adult.
Weeks passed.
Then months.
And little by little, I began to understand some things.
The woman who took care of me was named Amalthea.
At first, I thought she was a strange woman with animal features.
But no.
She was a goat.
Well… a divine goat.
Sometimes she walked completely upright like a woman.
Other times she showed more goat-like characteristics.
And from the way everyone treated her, she seemed like someone important.
“Come on, little Zeus. You need to eat.”
I almost choked when I heard that name.
Zeus.
Had I heard right?
Zeus.
No. It couldn’t be.
It was surely a coincidence.
It had to be.
Right?
The months continued to pass.
And the more I listened to the conversations of those around me, the harder it was to keep denying it.
I heard familiar names.
Cronus.
Rhea.
Titans.
Mount Ida.
Hide.
Prophecy.
My blood ran cold.
I knew those names.
I knew them very well.
Greek mythology.
It took my mind several minutes to accept reality.
I hadn’t reincarnated just anywhere.
I had reincarnated into Greek mythology.
And not as an ordinary mortal.
No. I was Zeus.
The future King of the Gods.
The future ruler of Olympus.
The god of thunder.
For several days I remained silent.
Trying to process this madness.
Until finally one night I gazed at the stars while Amalthea slept nearby.
“So… I really am Zeus.”
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
I had spent my entire life being weak.
My entire life obeying orders.
My entire life unable to change anything.
And now I had been reborn as one of the most powerful beings in mythology.
A smile slowly spread across my face.
No. I wouldn’t make the same mistakes as the Zeus of legend.
I wouldn’t waste this opportunity.
In my past life, I swore to become strong.
I swore I would never be a victim again.
And now I had the perfect opportunity.
However, a question popped into my mind.
If I was truly in Greek mythology…
How powerful could I become?
I gazed at the starry sky.
For some reason, I felt something strange within me.
As if an immense storm lay dormant deep within my soul.
A force waiting to awaken.
And when I closed my eyes for a moment, I could swear I saw an endless ocean of golden lightning.
My heart began to pound.
Something told me this was only the beginning.
Because I had no intention of stopping at Olympus.
Or in Greece.
Or even in this world.
If fate had granted me a second chance, then I would seize it to the fullest.
And one day…
All the skies of the multiverse would know my name.
Zeus