HBWnovel Chapter 19: Cosmic Path
Chapter 19: Cosmic Path
Chapter 19: Cosmic Path
Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic.
-Albus Dumbledore
Hypnos sat on his throne in Dreaming, penning new laws and regulations into the fabric of his realm with the golden book in his hand. He had opted to return to his realm after the banquet to work on his creation for the remainder of the night.
He had also brought Mnemosyne, his new subordinate, with him, introducing her to her new home, and then he began to guide her, granting her new knowledge on the nature of divinity to support her on her path.
Hypnos noticed that most immortals do not truly understand the scope of their abilities; instead, they choose to solely focus on the simpler element of their power-the world.
As his father put it, gods could manipulate elements of the world and cosmos with their divinities-emphasis on cosmos. They could indeed manipulate the nature of the cosmos with their divinities, though only to a limited extent.
However, the cosmic path would be countless times more difficult than the world path for immortals; after all, they are not the Primordials, and it would be difficult for them even to connect with the cosmos. Most gods may not even have the capacity to take the first step on the cosmic path. Considering this, it does explain why the cosmic aspect of divinity was not well known among the divine pantheons.
Anyway, Hypnos began guiding Mnemosyne on her cosmic path. He instructed her to combine both of her divinities-memories and linguistics-by pouring all of her powers into her words and willing them to influence reality.
This was similar to the divine words used by Egyptian magicians, though far more potent and unrestricted. Nevertheless, both of these abilities stem from the same source: the concept of language.
Hypnos therefore taught Mnemosyne the principles of her conceptual power, and she was astounded to discover that her "weak" divinities had such immense potential. Though he wasn't sure if Mnemosyne was cut out for the cosmic path, his hesitation faded after witnessing her burning determination to grow her strength, and he decided to continue teaching her, guiding her on her first step-training her power of words only in her dreams, since there was no better place to practise reality-altering powers other than dreams.
He finally watched as she entered her dream and eagerly began her training, and then he returned to his throne room after receiving a quick report from Alexandria.
Hypnos eventually returned to his throne and summoned the golden law book, focusing solely on his creation...
Oh, who was he kidding?!
Hypnos abruptly closed the golden book and tossed it into his personal space. Then he reclined in his throne with his hands covering his face and a prolonged sigh escaping his lips.
All of his previous words contained a fallacy; he was indeed doing all of that, but his attention was frequently slipping back to a woman, a woman who haunted his mind.
Hera.
Oh, Hera.
The unforgettable dance between Hypnos and Hera eventually ended. He didn't even get a chance to speak to her afterwards since her family flocked to her, especially Demeter, who literally dragged Hera away from him and towards their mother, Rhea.
Hera looked at him with reluctance, but he could tell she was pretty overwhelmed by everything that had happened, just like him, so he sent her away to her for some well-needed family time and exited the main hall, bringing the unforgettable banquet to a close.
After that, Hypnos went to his domain, but Hera continued to haunt him in his thoughts. His mind kept flashing back to their eternal journey. Especially their kiss on the moon-that unforgettable moment-was forever burned into his mind. He could still taste the aftertaste of her sweet lips on his, stirring his desire even more.
All in all, yesterday night truly became one of the most unforgettable moments of his life.
Hypnos sighed again as he gazed at the gliding galaxies on the cosmic ceiling. Looking at it, his thoughts once again decided to return to their eternal journey, to the times he held her lithe body in his embrace, to the times her brilliant eyes were all his to witness, to the times her sweet lips were on his.....
He really liked Hera, didn't he?.....
It was painfully obvious by this point.
Unfortunately, his lovelorn thoughts were cut short by a tinge in his perception-someone was attempting to enter his unopened realm.
Compassing himself back together, Hypnos leaned to the front of his throne, already knowing who the intruder was. He waved his hand, changing the ongoing teleportation straight to his throne room.
A swirl of starry sand emerged beneath his throne, and from inside it, the Goddess of Magic, stepped gracefully into his royal room.
Hecate greeted. "Lord Hypnos."
"Hecate," Hypnos acknowledged, ambiguously gazing at her. "Have you made up your mind?"
"Yes," Hecate nodded, a slight hesitation visible on her face.
"What is it?" Hypnos frowned and cupped his chin in his palm.Thê source of this conte/nt n/o/v/(el)bi((n))
"Lord Hypnos, I request clarification on your previous words," Hecate finally inquired, carefully studying his reaction. "especially on the part of freedom."
Hypnos squinted at the goddess of magic. He finally realised why he had felt a sense of familiarity with her magic-it was the same desire for freedom that was resonating with his spirit. "Freedom is never easy to obtain, Hecate, especially as a god," he said coolly. "though in my realm, you will be able to obtain a part of it. I cannot break the restrictions and limitations placed on you since they are beyond my power, but I can reduce their hold on you to a large extent within my realm since I make the rules and laws here. And don't worry, I won't limit your freedom as long as you remain loyal to me."
"Thank you," Hecate said gratefully.
Hypnos dragged a vexed Hera into his room after sending Hecate away, closing the door
totally with his powers on the way.
"Don't ignore me, Hypnos." Hera drawled as he dragged her to the chairs on the far side of
the lavish room.
Hypnos took a seat and guided Hera to sit in front of him, who, despite her chagrin, followed obediently. "What?" he finally replied, a playful smile on his lips. "Are you jealous?" Seeing his playful smile, Hera reclined in her seat, her tensed shoulders sagging, her fearful
heart settling. But she didn't let her expression change. "Who is that woman?" she demanded
again.
"She is my attendant." Hypnos stopped playing with her since, despite her best efforts to conceal it, he could still feel her tension and fear-she was most likely afraid that he had
cheated on her. He wasn't surprised by his guess because they were in a relationship in all but name. "Hecate, the Goddess of Magic."
"I know her," Hera said thoughtfully, finally calming down with his response. "She is that chthonic goddess that often sends armies of spirits to aid us."
"Yet," Hypnos asked, tilting his head with faux curiosity. "Your family did not recognise
her."
It was not only Hecate; all of the chthonic divine beings on the side of the gods were left unrecognised for their efforts in the ongoing war.
Hera shifted stiffly in her seat. "There must have been a mishap," she said. "I will see to it
that Hecate receives the recognition she deserves."
"Anyway," Hypnos continued, shifting the subject. He didn't want to spend the rest of his
time with Hera pursuing justice for the other Chthonic gods. He just couldn't bring himself to
bother. "You were so worried outside, what happened?"
"We need to talk," Hera said silently. "We really need to," said Hypnos, "don't we?"
"You go first then," Hera immediately suggested, nervously fiddling with her fingers.
"No," Hypnos said as he leaned forward in his seat, gently clasping her hands. "I can wait; you go first."
Hera was silent for a moment, clasping his hands thoroughly. Then she breathed out. "Fine,"
she said, taking a deep breath and looking him in the eyes with firmness and solemnity.
"Hypnos..." she began, her voice brimming with raw emotion.
"Will you marry me?"
Those four words. Those. Four. Words. They slashed into his mind like cosmic lightning,
rattling his actual being for a split second.
"No," Hypnos immediately replied. He didn't even bother to consider it. To him, the answer
to her question was as clear as a dream.
Hera appeared shaken, her hands resting heavily on the armrest for support as his answer
weighed heavily on her. "Why?" she exclaimed, her gaze fixed on him, desperately searching for an answer.
"What why?!" Hypnos felt the outrageousness of this situation. "This is marriage we are
taking out!" he reclined in his seat, placing his hands over his face in exasperation. "Do we
love each other?" he continued, reconsidering everything. "First and foremost, what are we?"
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