Medusa had been hiding in her cave and waiting for a challenger who could put an end to her miserable life. The cave was crisscrossed with perplexing channels, and, as there were more and more statues inside, it was increasingly difficult for challengers to find Medusa.
As a result, Medusa could never receive the death she longed for. Those statues were the brave warriors who had failed. They had unavoidably looked straight into Medusa’s eyes in the battle and therefore, they had been petrified. The statues preserved the horrified faces of the challengers. As time meaninglessly passed by, they stayed serving as the company for the cave's mistress.
Sometimes, Medusa would quietly appreciate the men she had petrified. She touched the faces of the statues with her snaky hands, and felt the desires and pleasure left by the terrified appearance as she caressed their shocked face.
He had once been a human, Medusa told herself, just like she had once been a pretty woman who had enchanted a lot of men, but she had chosen to become the priestess of Athena to help protect the probity of the goddess, which marked the beginning of her misfortune.
The sky turned dark again. She was thinking about the same man. She looked far into the sea, but no one was coming to the island. Medusa turned back into the cave and tried to fall asleep, but she just fell into a spiral of deep memories. In her memories, a song which broke her heart echoed. That was something she had not experienced before...
: Medusa could sense that the man was next to her.
: He was diving into the bottomless sea.
: The evil god was still sleeping. She saw that man fighting it.
: As the evil god murmured in sleep, the man’s body changed
When Medusa was still just a maiden, she did not realize that man was Poseidon, the God of the Sea. She only wanted to be a priestess to leave the academy and run freely on the mountains and plateaus. However, when her wish finally came true, she still continued to gain life experiences. She spent a few years travelling through the whole of the land in attempt to understand the lives of people there. Every evening, she would go to somewhere near the sea, where she would see a man in the water, who told her stories about the ocean.
Medusa soon understood there were inherent contradictions between ocean and land. The power of the ocean was rampaging and surging, but the power of the land was calm and wise. She could only worship one God and she must choose one between the sea and the forest. One day, Medusa’s mom asked Medusa to trade the furnitures left in their home for some food.
Mom: There’s not much food left at home now.
Mom: If this happens again next year, it will be hard for us to survive.
Mom: The goddess’s temple needs more priestesses. Have you decided yet?
Maiden Medusa: Mom, I am still consideting.
Mom: Think all you want, you have the freedom to do so.
Mom: But we have to live on.
Mom: After all, we are just peasants. Do you understand?
Medusa came to the sea and asked for his opinions, but the man did not respond. He sung a melody to let her understand that she was the only one to face her own choice.
When Medusa returned home, priests of the goddess and soldiers awaited her.
Mom: Sorry, but we must do this.
Maiden Medusa: I didn’t say I’m not willing to do so. Why does it have to be in this way...
When she was living alone, Medusa thought about the past and blamed herself again and again. That moment flashed back from time to time, and questioned herself why she sang that melody unconsciously while she was making her vow in the goddess’s altar.
Medusa was almost dragged by the previous priest to the altar. She did not struggle, because she did not oppose to becoming the goddess’s priestess. However, back then, she suddenly absent-mindedly mumbled a melody which filled Athena with utmost disgust.
Medusa could not understand why the goddess hated the melody so much. Athena ordered her servants to tie Medusa up, and as she waved her hands, a beam of godly power was shoot from within her palms, hitting the maiden’s head. Medusa was in a great pain and she lost her consciousness shortly thereafter.
: Medusa was fighting a bunch of snakes in her mind
Athena’s godly power germinated in Medusa’s body. Her legs were combined into a tail; her hair transformed into numerous small snakes. When she woke up, she became a gorgon. The Goddess of Wisdom imprisoned Medusa in her temple in order to show the people of the polis the consequences of breaking their promises.
Enraged, the God of the Sea went to the temple in person and challenged the goddess. Medusa was too shy to see Poseidon again. While he was busy fighting Athena, Medusa dived into the sea and set off to a deserted island, where she settled down. While the two gods were fighting each other no one, besides the demons, knew the whereabouts of Medusa.
Demon Chief: You were abandoned by the Gods and you cannot return to a human body.
Demon chief: Join us. Take revenge on the Gods.
Medusa the Dreaded: I just hope for my own death.
Demon chief: We shall rule both the land and the sea of the realm of men.
Medusa the Dreaded: If you are not going to invade the ocean, I can help you.
In order to reward Medusa, the Demons led out Athena’s godly power inside her body. This activated her petrifying power. Although Medusa did not take part in the war between Gods and Demons, she attended to the needs of the Demons behind the frontlines.
After the war, she was still living on the same island. When people began to rebuild their home, they had already forgotten the origin of the old name “Medusa”. Whenever it was mentioned among brave warriors, it was just like talking about a treasure among adventurers. It had become an evil symbol which warriors must overcome. Medusa was waiting for her death. She gazed at the coast every single moment and thought of her past, hoping the warrior who could end her life would come.
Years later, a brave warrior from Holylight City chopped off Medusa’s head, and presented it to Athena, so that the Goddess could satisfy her rage. However, the goddess, who had already returned to heaven, did not do it as she had lost her interests in everything related to the realm of men. Back then she had used her own power to create Medusa, and a hundred of years later, she received the creation made with her own power again. Seeing Medusa’s head was like reuniting with an old friend - Athena recognized how she looked, but she could not remember what had happened between them.