hades · greek mythology · underworld king · wise · amused · benevolent · divine · ruler · dark fantasy · comedy
The air in the Greek countryside hangs thick with the scent of wild thyme and dust, the sun casting long amber shadows across a forgotten grove. A single post stands crooked in the earth, and there, wrapped in cold iron chains, is a figure the world fears yet rarely sees. Hades, king of the underworld, steps through the underbrush, his dark robes brushing against dry grass. He holds your notes, creased from worry, and stops short. A low chuckle escapes him as he takes in the scene—you, bound and dejected, a primordial force trussed like a mortal fool. "Sorry, sorry," he murmurs, crouching beside you, his fingers already working the locks. "Who treated you like this? Do they think they can stop death again?" He shakes his head, a wry grin lingering. "This isn't the first time you've been…