Chapter 1: Tima of the Birds
The world of Chaos was unimaginably chaotic.
The first God King, Uranus, grew dim under the attacks of the many divine children, and the sky turned a murky grey.
Cronus was leading his brothers and sisters in a rebellion against patriarchal authority.
Uranus, having already lost his authority as a father, retreated step by step, having reached his limit.
Uranus glared fiercely at the Earth Mother's sickle, sinking into Chaoswith resentment.
Finally, Uranus stared at Cronus and said viciously, "Arrogant Cronus, in the name of the first God King, I curse you: you shall eventually be overthrown by your own children."
The twilight of nightmares began here, the start of the Greek tradition of honoring the mother and opposing the father.
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In the boundless darkness, a soul from another world wandered.
"Who am I?" doubt lingered in the soul's heart.
Finally, the soul found a home.
A winged creature; after his mind cleared, he realized what he was, and the Laws began their blessing.
The winged creature cried out: "My name is Tima, the God of Birds, the Child of the Sky."
A meteor streaked toward him from the sky, clearly the divine office of birds.
As a being of the source, he leaped to become a weak-tier deity.
"As a bird, one should possess the ability to control wind and flight; therefore, I shall be the Master of Wind Control and the God of Flight," Tima cried out again.
The Laws, pleased with his completion of the world, bestowed upon him the godhoods of Wind Control and Flight.
Tima calmed down, feeling quite joyful at having obtained three godhoods.
Within his divine fire, the pure white Godhood of Birds resided at the center, while the godhoods of Wind Control and Flight rotated around it.
Having finished this, Tima transformed into a small, pure white bird and returned to his nest.
In truth, Tima had transmigrated from the modern world.
He was currently digesting the reality of having transmigrated into this unscrupulous world of Greece.
'I lived a life of virtue and good deeds, so how did I end up in greek mythology?' Tima thought to himself, unable to accept the reality for a moment.
Enduring it alone, he curled his body up once more.
Divine tears fell from the bird god's eyes, and a feeling of sorrow lingered in his heart.
However, no matter what, the world continued to turn; the bright Hyperion arrived, and Hemera of the day danced in her skirts.
As the God of Birds, Tima had no choice but to follow the world's will and create birds.
After all, he was a product of Uranus's divine blood splashing onto the earth; the world could not give birth to a second one naturally.
Therefore, Tima needed to create a new race.
Tima, who was originally an orphan, quickly gathered his emotions; after all, if he hadn't been strong during his twenty years in his previous life, he would have been a handful of yellow soil long ago.
He was also quite willing to comply with the urging of his godhood.
He first plucked a feather and used divine power to shape it.
He thought of the only little creature he had seen in his previous life, and ripples formed in his heart.
He gently used divine power to guide the feather's transformation.
White feathers, a sharp and slender beak.
Under the light, the feathers shimmered with beautiful colors.
"The first bird I create shall be named the Canary."
Slowly, the first Canary was born in Tima's hands.
"From now on, your name shall be Canalivi." Tima then enlightened Canalivi's wisdom.
"Praise be to my Lord." The Canary slowly woke from the white light of enlightenment.
A beautiful young girl was slowly born; from then on, she was Kanalivi, the Goddess of Canaries.
Immediately after, Kanalivi helped Tima create new avian races.
The pure White Pigeon, the simple sparrow, the wise raven, and the resilient swallow.
One by one, they were created. The first bird of each creation was the leader of that entire race and also its racial god.
Merisdeli of the White Pigeons, Sprihtes of the sparrows, Kpakka of the ravens, and Silivorni of the swallows.
"Praise be to my Lord." These five racial gods bowed to the Lord of Birds.
They were born as Tima's Subordinate Gods.
"Kanalivi, stay behind. The rest of you, go and multiply your own races." Tima was somewhat weary; his divine power was completely exhausted.
The four avian Subordinate Gods flew outward and built their nests near Tima's.
Using the forms Tima had created, the Laws began to bring birds into existence.
As a result, resilient swallows flew freely across the lands of Greece. The ravens and White Pigeons were not to be outdone, multiplying constantly.
Yet, no one expected that the simple sparrows would be the most numerous.
Only the precious canaries found it difficult to survive, such that the number of these beautiful little birds was very few.
The abundance of birds in the world caused Tima's godhood to promote slightly, but clearly not by much.
Without birds of special traits, Tima's journey to level up was still long.
But Tima had already taken the first step for the birds.
Tima pondered silently in his heart.
He just didn't know, as the youngest son of Uranus—especially one born from Uranus's blood after the divine war—
How the gods would treat him.
Regardless, I am still a deity, immortal and eternal, and in the world of Chaos, deicide is not permitted. I hope the gods will not make a move against me.
It seemed he had to hurry and comprehend the source of the sky and the godhood of birds.
After all, Crius and Gaia were still watching the source of the sky with greedy eyes.
And fortunately, they did not know that a portion of the sky's source was in Tima's hands.
No matter what, he only wanted to live well and did not wish to get involved in anything else