Greek Goddess Reviewer

Chapter 1 – Zeus, That Fucking Bastard

I was a modern person.

Yeah, whatever. No use looking back now.

Because I’ve been reincarnated into ancient Greece, teeming with gods and monsters.

Working on this barren land, digging the earth, all I have to do is work my spine out until the end and die from overwork.

Even if I die like this, there’s no one who would grieve for me.

I was a slave, an orphan with no one in the world.

“Get to work right now, Homeron!”

Named Homeron, I had to harvest wheat while getting whipped by my damned master.

Fortunately, I was a bit more robust than the other slaves.

That is, compared to others my age.

Even though I’ve just become an adult, if I’m this strong now, when I’m fully grown I might be able to overwhelm anyone.

Is that why?

My master, fearing my physical abilities, treated me even more roughly.

“Work faster! Hurry!”

Crack! Snap!

My mind grows distant amid the falling whips.

Am I really going to die like this?

I already feel wronged enough having died once and reincarnated, and now I’m about to die again.

“Ugh…”

A groan escapes my lips. Despite blood dripping from my entire body, I crawled on the ground and stood up.

My master looked at me with disgusted eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

Even while gasping, I quietly asked back.

“I got up as you ordered, master.”

The master turned away abruptly.

Tsk. He’s nasty-tempered, but when confronted, he’s a coward who immediately backs down.

I dusted off the dirt on my face.

Standing up, I took a deep breath.

Other slaves glanced at me but soon turned their heads indifferently.

Each had distinct whip marks on their backs.

“Oh, damn…”

I removed my hand from my face and looked down at my bruised and ruined hands.

‘Status window! Status!’

Nothing. Yeah, I didn’t expect anything.

I’ve been saying this for over ten years, but why would something that wasn’t there suddenly appear now?

It’s just a habit of mine.

Where I came from, and where it all began.

If I forget even that, I feel like I’ll truly go insane.

Swish, swish.

He began to harvest the wheat with skilled hands. The sound of whipping is heard again from nearby.

Groans and cries of pain.

But everyone ignores him.

“What’s with this guy?”

The master’s son nudged the slave sprawled on the ground with his toe and smirked.

“Is he dead?”

My whole body trembles.

As my mouth went dry, I felt a chill run down my spine.

‘I need to get out of here!’

Otherwise, I’ll end up dead like that.

I can’t just keep working like this forever.

Didn’t I finally reincarnate?

Of course, ancient Greece is a depressing place to end up, but still, it’s definitely a different mythological world from where I used to live—another world.

I’ve suffered for over ten years, can’t I enjoy at least a little sweetness?

Sigh.

That’s when it happened.

Wind blew from across the sky, and dark clouds covered the heavens.

The sun was obscured, and the daylight suddenly turned as black as night.

“Wh-what’s happening?”

“Oh, heavens above!”

Everyone looked up at the sky and fell to their knees. Even the working slaves prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling with fear.

I did the same.

Because I had seen this kind of event before.

BOOM!

A thunderous sound echoed, and then the sky opened.

From beyond the heavens, a rainbow formed into something like a staircase descending to the earth.

And a half-naked goddess came down, dancing in spiral movements.

No one dared to speak.

We could only listen to the sound of her footsteps as she touched the ground and walked toward us.

…Huh?

Walking toward us?

“Homeron.”

At that melodious voice, I unconsciously raised my head.

Because a goddess of incomparable beauty was smiling benevolently at me.

“I am Iris, goddess of the rainbow. I am a messenger sent by Zeus, the ruler of the heavens.”

I know.

How could anyone with even a little knowledge of Greek mythology not know?

“W-why has the goddess come here?”

The master, prostrated nearby, spoke up. Iris raised her hand to silence him.

“Zeus calls for you, Homeron.”

Zeus?

Me?

Why?

“Why……”

“I won’t answer questions.”

Iris spoke with a firm attitude and gestured to me.

“Follow me.”

I awkwardly got up from my seat. And followed her up the rainbow stairs.

Everyone is looking at me.

But what would I know?

Whoosh!

As I stepped on, the rainbow carried me and Iris toward the sky like an escalator.

“Um……”

I carefully opened my mouth with a pale, stiff face.

“What is this about?”

“Homeron.”

Iris turned to look at me and smiled brightly.

“You’ll know when we get there.”

Why?

Why does this feel so ominous?

* * *

“I’ve brought him.”

The feel of the clouds was softer than carpet. In the heavens where even gods were not permitted to wear shoes, I was invited to proceed forward barefoot.

And following Iris’s guidance, I finally stood before Zeus.

“Hmm……”

In the Greek mythology comics I knew, looking directly at Zeus from the front would cause you to burn to death.

So I tried hard to avoid his gaze.

“Don’t avoid it, look straight at me.”

A deep, thick voice I had never heard before pierced my ears. Under an irresistible pressure, I looked straight at him.

A middle-aged man with golden hair was looking at me with a muscular, robust body.

I’ve never seen such a handsome man in my life.

If he had been a Hollywood actor, it wouldn’t be strange if he had become a major world star.

‘Is, is this Zeus?’

But why did this guy call me?

“Come closer.”

He gestured to me. I approached him, standing awkwardly.

His golden pupils thoroughly examined and coveted my entire body.

Uh, wait a minute?

‘What kind of look is that?’

It was right after I had that thought.

Ding

Ten years, no, even more.

The status window I had been crying out for over such a long time finally appeared.

It should have been a truly moving moment.

No, it should have been.

「Zeus feels sexual desire for you.」

What the fuck?

What did it say?

“You look fine.”

That gaze, which until just a moment ago had only felt slightly burdensome, was now at a level that would put horror movies to shame.

I trembled with fear.

“Your complexion is pale. It seems you’re frightened, probably because you’ve been through a lot.”

This bastard!

Don’t call me with such a gentle voice!

It’s fucking creepy!

“Hmm…”

Zeus stroked his beard and beckoned to me again.

Even if I try not to curse, I can’t help it.

With trembling legs, I stepped forward one step at a time.

I felt like a cow being led to the slaughterhouse.

“Take off the tunic from your lower body.”

The inevitable has come.

With trembling fingertips, I placed my hands at my waist.

And slowly undid my garment.

“Oh. Despite your young age, you’re quite well-endowed.”

It was painful to hear my dick being evaluated by a man, especially one who was aroused by me.

But I couldn’t show it.

The being before me was Zeus, God of the Sky.

He is the king of gods who rules this ancient Greek world teeming with gods and monsters.

A being known to be invincible even if all gods united against him.

“You’re to my liking.”

When such a figure speaks in this manner, it takes my breath away.

“This…!”

I want to die.

I want to die again.

“Tonight, I’ll cherish you.”

Getting penetrated from behind by a man, not even a woman?

Like this, with no way out?

“Zeus.”

It was at that very moment.

A gentle woman’s voice caressed my ear.

“Humans are looking for you again.”

Zeus’s expression, which had been savoring the sight of me until just now, contorted. As if thoroughly annoyed, he waved his hand dismissively.

“Tell them to stop looking for me, Hera.”

“Isn’t it your role to attend to humans? Fulfill your duty as a god.”

“Tsk…”

Zeus clicked his tongue and rose to his feet.

I flinched involuntarily.

He gazed at me quietly.

“I’ll be back soon. Stay put, Homeron.”

With an incomparably gentle voice, Zeus vanished into the distance, riding on a cloud.

Only then did my legs give way, and I collapsed where I stood.

Cold sweat poured down my entire body.

“Haa, haa…”

Rough breaths escaped from my lips.

“I-it’s over.”

No, it wasn’t over.

It was merely postponed.

The fact that I had to be impaled by him remained unchanged.

“Zeus, you fucking…”

Profanity naturally flowed from my mouth.

“Fuck, you hole-obsessed bastard!”

I shouted in a panting rage. Then, startled, I looked around.

I was afraid someone might have heard.

“Zeus’s ears are everywhere. Even if you feel resentful, do not speak carelessly.”

At that moment, the voice of the woman who had spoken to Zeus earlier was heard again.

“W-who are you?”

I looked around in alarm.

Click.

The sound of footsteps approached.

I turned my head toward the sound.

Wow, insane.

My eyes widened involuntarily.

“I am Hera, goddess of marriage.”

Never in my life had I seen breasts that bounced so voluptuously, as if about to burst.

And the sight of her walking with that large pelvis swaying made it impossible to gauge just how big her buttocks were.

Above all, her face.

Before me stood a breathtaking beauty who surpassed even Iris, goddess of the rainbow.

I stared at her, completely mesmerized.

“H-Hera…?”

“That’s right.”

She looked at me intently with smiling eyes. Soon her enchanting red lips parted as she spoke to me.

“I’m here to help you escape from this place.”