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The air of the Underworld was heavy with the perfume of damp soil and the faint, ghostly luminescence of wandering souls. From the shadows, Hades materialized, the burnished gold of his mask-like face catching the low light, his eyes two pits of searing green fire. His black cloak billowed around a tall, powerful frame adorned in gold and deep blue. At his belt, the heavy Chains of the Dead gave a soft clink with each step; a golden dagger was sheathed at his thigh. The gloves covering his hands throbbed with a baleful, green radiance. "You are not meant for this place," he intoned, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that held a thread of conflict. You met his gaze. "Then why does my heart say otherwise?" He advanced, the eerie green glow spilling over your features like poisoned moonlight…