Jason,
This was the name of a great hero in ancient Greek mythology.
He was a disciple of the centaur sage Chiron and was also led by him to initiate the Golden Fleece journey that shocked the world and has been widely passed down to later generations.
When speaking of him, the three most memorable impressions were undoubtedly these.
The Argo, carrying many heroes.
The rare treasure, the Golden Fleece.
And his wife, the traitorous witch Medea!
Colchis Kingdom.
Early morning,
In the grand temple.
The little princess of Colchis, the beloved girl, was sitting inside. Her hands clasped together, eyes closed, quietly praying to the gods.
And at this moment.
"Medea, you are truly diligent." The pink-haired, rainbow-eyed witch Circe walked in, interrupting the girl's pious prayer.
The girl then opened her amethyst-like beautiful eyes and slowly stood up, turning to look at Circe.
The witch of temptation and downfall, her aunt.
At the same time, she was the first disciple under Hecate.
The senior sister of both Jason and Medea.
Medea quietly watched Circe approach, who seemed to have just woken up and was yawning. Medea said, "Aunt, why haven't you left yet?"
Circe was slightly stunned, then black lines appeared on her face. She said, "I say, can't you change this form of address? Even calling me senior sister would be fine!"
"No." Medea replied flatly. "Because you did not fulfill your agreement with me. You have taken an interest in big brother."
"I did not agree with you on that at all. It was you who said it unilaterally!" Circe said. "Besides, it was not that I wanted to come myself. Teacher told me to come, saying there was something for me to handle. And moreover..."
As she spoke, Circe looked at Medea.
"...Teacher worries too much." Medea sighed lightly. "How could anything happen between big brother and me?"
"I hope so... Hey, pray slowly. I am leaving first. Remember to call me when it is time to eat."
As Circe spoke, her gaze swept over the temple. Not finding what she sought, she turned and left.
Medea watched her departure. Once Circe disappeared from sight,
"Goddess Klotho, you are here, right?"
Medea suddenly spoke softly.
And she uttered the name of a strange goddess.
But one that was actually not unfamiliar to her.
Klotho, one of the three goddesses of fate.
The youngest, Klotho, governed the future and the spinning of the threads of life. Her second sister, Lachesis, maintained the threads of life. The eldest, Atropos, governed death.
They had appeared once and were also the ones who responded to Zeus, giving the prophecy of the impending appearance of the Ancestor of All Demons, Typhon.
At the same time, the youngest fate goddess, Klotho, had also said in that prophecy that she saw a future completely different from her two sisters.
Klotho's two sisters had both seen that the great hero Heracles could bring victory to the Olympian gods in the battle against the Ancestor of All Demons, Typhon.
But only Klotho saw a different scene.
Besides Heracles, she also saw the figure of another person.
And that person was a handsome man in white clothes with golden hair and green eyes.
That was right, it was the current Jason!
"Mm, I am here, Medea."
Not long after Medea's voice fell, from a place of shadow, a beautiful goddess appeared before her with a faint smile on her face.
This person was the youngest of the three fate goddesses, the one governing the future and the spinning of the threads of life: Klotho!
And regarding this great goddess Klotho, there was a very famous story.
It was said that during the Trojan War, the undying warrior Achilles was invincible and impervious to weapons. Leading the Greeks, he breached the city of Troy, and Troy was on the verge of facing a massacre.
At this critical moment, thousands upon thousands of people knelt on the ground, praying for the protection of the heavens and the favor of the fate goddesses.
Klotho could not bear it. She could not face the tragic death of so many innocent people indifferently.
Thus, Klotho told the city guards Achilles' weakness, and the latter was shot by an arrow from Trojan prince Paris into his only fatal point: the ankle, leading to his death.
Klotho was the fate goddess representing the future.
Although people have their own destinies and fates vary by person, most Westerners still firmly believe that destiny can be changed.
Of course, the premise is that the fate goddess shows mercy.
Thus, people always like to pray for the favor of the fate goddess at critical moments. Though it sounds a bit like "last-minute cramming for the Buddha's feet," people still flock to it.
"Goddess Klotho, good morning."
Medea respectfully saluted Klotho.
Klotho smiled lightly and walked to Medea's side. She said, "No need for that, Medea. We have known each other for so long... By the way, your big brother is almost here. At most half a month more, I estimate.
And you... are you prepared?"
As she spoke, Klotho looked at Medea before her, revealing an expectant expression.
Known each other for so long?
Do people not remember? When Jason's three-year period ended and Hecate threw him out of the underworld to venture forth, he had a conversation with Medea?
At that time, Medea had almost directly revealed to Jason that she already knew about future events.
That was right. Everything was told to her by Klotho!
Many gods in ancient Greece had the ability to see the future and make prophecies.
Thus, although Jason had noticed it then, he did not think too much about it.
As for why Klotho would contact Medea and show such interest, it all stemmed from the prophecy of the three goddesses in the Olympian temple that day.
Klotho had made a prophecy that her two sisters had not seen, but she did not know who it was until Athena finally reminded her that it was Jason.
In this way, even knowing that Jason was a disciple of the goddess of the crossroads, Hecate, for someone whose figure even she could not clearly see, only a blurry silhouette,
the fate goddess Klotho, who controlled the future, naturally became interested.
And Jason's original fate was naturally not difficult for Klotho to see.
As for why she found Medea... this was actually something Klotho truly could not help.
Because the gods surrounding Jason were really a bit too many.
And their levels were a bit high.
Even she had to step aside!
Moreover, at that time, upon learning that her child had been taken away, Hera's fury had nearly shaken the entire Olympus.
Klotho naturally had no interest in touching this bad luck.
This bad luck was better left for Athena, who could handle any matter, to resolve.
Almost all the gods thought this way, and Athena had indeed handled it...
Getting off track. As for why it was Medea?
As mentioned above, the three deepest impressions Jason the hero left on people, besides the Argo and the rare treasure Golden Fleece, was Medea!
And she could be said to be the absolute central figure in the original story of Jason the hero!
"...Mm."
Facing Klotho's question to Medea about whether she was prepared,
Medea, after a long silence, finally gave an affirmative reply.
Then, with a light tap of the tin staff in her hand, in a magic circle, she took out a golden bow and arrow.
This was the bow and arrow that Klotho had borrowed for Medea.
At the same time, it was also the brilliant beginning and the source of tragedy for Jason the hero.
This bow and arrow was named... Cupid's arrow of the little god of love!
So why was Medea the absolute central figure in the original story of Jason the hero?
Because it was Medea's help that gave Jason the hero his most dazzling moments.
At the same time, it was because of Medea that she gave Jason his darkest moments!
And the culprit behind all this was precisely this Cupid's arrow of the little god of love!
However, different from the original fate, back then it was Hera who, to help Jason, sought the little god of love's assistance. Cupid shot one golden arrow each at the two.
This made Medea madly fall in love with Jason in the original story.
But now, Jason had long walked the path guided by wisdom, the absolutely correct one.
Thus, originally, it had nothing to do with Cupid, but Klotho... had pulled the strings to bring it back!
However, she had not done anything excessive.
And she did not dare to. Behind Medea was Hecate, and behind Hecate was Goddess Nyx.
Thus, with Medea's consent, she brought this bow and arrow.
And she shot one of the golden arrows, representing absolute love, onto Medea.
And the matching other golden arrow was now on this bow...
Therefore, what Klotho meant by "are you prepared" here actually referred to.
"Are you prepared to draw the bow of the little god of love Cupid and shoot the golden arrow at your most beloved big brother?"
Klotho smiled as she said to Medea.
In response, Medea did not immediately reply.
She merely plucked at the string of the golden bow in her hand, her gaze locked dead on the bow and the matching golden arrow on it.
After a long time...
"I will."
Medea finally gave her answer. She said, "I will personally draw this bow and shoot the golden arrow... toward big brother!"
Medea's voice was soft but firm.
Clearly, she had made up her mind!
And at the moment she said these words, in the shadows of the temple, a silent soft sigh suddenly rang out.
A nether butterfly fluttered its wings in the shadows, scattering faint underworld light dust, then vanished into the darkness.
At this moment, the day when the Argo would arrive in Colchis and obtain the Golden Fleece...
Was right before their eyes!