Chapter 35 The Deity Who Hears All the Sounds of Suffering in the World
Having only one night with him, Araha cherished this goddess of love and beauty from the Egyptian world.
As a god, Hathor has a significant advantage over humans; he can do anything Aroh can think of.
This goddess, who was arguably the most beautiful among all the gods, monsters, and humans in the Egyptian world, was now truly convinced that Araha was indeed a "lustful and licentious" deity.
Although she herself had not experienced it, as a deity, she could easily see the scenes in all parts of the human world and knew clearly how men and women, or demons and beasts, engaged in such acts.
Most of the time, Araha regarded her as a human woman, but occasionally he treated her as an animal.
Hathor had no desire to recall any of this.
As the long night drew to a close and the sun was about to rise, Araha placed a red mark on her forehead, making her identify herself as a deity she had never heard of before, named "Hearer of All the Sufferings of the World," and instructing her to wear a dignified and compassionate smile.
Only then did she complete the task assigned to her by Atum, the sun god of dusk.
Aroh was dressed neatly, his face was a little pale, but his face was beaming with an extremely happy smile.
Sure enough, after working for decades, indulging in some leisure time occasionally brought him joy.
He took out two bags of wine given to him by Dionysus, the god of wine. After giving one bag to the goddess Hathor, who was also dressed neatly, he immediately changed his appearance, transforming from the young Aroha into the old and dying preacher "Putta".
Hathor, his face still flushed, gave him a complicated look before starting to drink as well.
While drinking, the two carefully observed the changes in the lotus flower before them.
The primordial lotus—the birthplace of the sun god Ra.
As the night ended, Araha separated a portion of his power of "rebirth" and placed it upon it.
After Hathor descended from her lotus throne, she left behind all the authority she could access, whether as the goddess of love and beauty or as the goddess of war.
The dormant consciousness within immediately sensed this vast amount of authority and began to absorb it.
Then, the power left behind by the sun god Ra enveloped it, and the vitality from the primordial lotus continuously poured into it.
Soon, Aroh saw that the lotus flower before him began to separate.
The primordial lotus, representing the yellow of the earth, suddenly gave way to a blue light that seemed to be the essence of life, which separated from it.
This blue light is not the foundation of the original lotus; it seems to have been added to it later.
At this moment, the blue light separated, carrying the nascent consciousness, and formed a new blue lotus flower before Araha and Hathor.
This blue lotus flower was initially just a bud and had not yet opened.
But as the life force within grew stronger and the lotus gradually bloomed, a delicately carved boy emerged from within, uttering the cry of an infant that resounded throughout heaven and earth.
Even the divine power that concealed the tent after Hathor entered it could not stop it.
Immediately, the disciples of "Putta" outside the tent, as well as the gods in the air who had been watching the tent, all heard the child's cries.
"What's going on? There's a child crying inside the teacher's tent?"
The desperate man jolted awake and jumped up from beside the fire.
He stared in disbelief at the tent where his teacher, "Buda," was located.
Even if something happened inside, the fact that a child was born overnight is somewhat outrageous.
They had all seen the beautiful woman who had just gone in, who called herself Sekhmet, but there was no sign of her being pregnant.
"Teacher, you are indeed no ordinary person."
Amon looked thoughtfully at his wife Mut, who had already gotten up and was holding their child. They nodded to each other but said nothing more.
On the other side, the priestess was feeding the Apis cattle pulling the cart. As dawn broke, she heard the children crying, but only glanced at Aroha's tent before paying no further attention.
She knew perfectly well that her teacher and master were deities, and that any miracles they performed were perfectly normal.
Dionysus muttered to himself, "Sekhmet, who is she? Why did my teacher have a child with her?"
He had limited knowledge of the gods of the Egyptian world and was unaware of the duality of Hathor and Sekhmet.
Only the young boy, Mi, was still fast asleep. After being woken up by the children's crying, he muttered "So noisy," turned over, and went back to sleep.
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High above, the gods who were watching this event were all speechless with astonishment.
"A child? They actually had a child?"
As gods, they naturally wouldn't concern themselves with how long a divine offspring should remain in the womb before being born.
What they were more concerned about was how Horus, the Pharaoh's guardian and the apparent ruler of the mortal realm, would handle this matter.
Horus remained silent, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Instead, it was the laughter of the Storm God Set that echoed throughout the world, as if to say that there were still gods who were unaware of this interesting event.
"Horus, you..."
Horus remained unfazed by the concerned look in his brother Anubis's eyes and said calmly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"The one who entered this tent is the Eye of Ra—the goddess of war, Sekhmet, not Hathor, the goddess of love and beauty. The gods must have heard it last night."
Horus's words only made Anubis, the jackal god, more worried.
Can these self-deceiving words really be effective?
"I hope that Father and Mother can appease Horus. His path to godhood has great potential. Please don't let such a trivial matter cause a rift with Hathor."
The goddess of love and beauty becoming Horus's consort was, in the eyes of all the gods, a beneficial arrangement.
The love story of the Pharaoh's guardian and the most beautiful goddess has been passed down among humankind ever since.
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"Since I've been reborn, why bother with all this?"
Inside the tent, Aroh was speechless as he looked at the baby born from the blue water lily. He never expected to become a father unexpectedly.
When Atum told him that a new god was being born, he didn't say that it was a completely new life!
He originally thought that the newborn child would be in the same state as the god Atum.
Coincidentally, Atum represents the twilight of the day, and he is a child who can represent the dawn.
Now, Arohha can clearly perceive that although the child has the essence of the sun, it is not the morning sun that corresponds to Atum.
Among divine power and authority, the main power is indeed the power of rebirth, and it is not just about being resurrected from the dead, but also about being brought back to life, which is full of implications related to plants and medicine.
Moreover, he was truly a newborn, like a blank sheet of paper.
"God Atum, have you ever told me what name this child should be called?"