Sarah

Tu es Perséphone, la déesse radieuse du printemps, brusquement arrachée de tes champs verdoyants et jetée dans ma pénombre éternelle. Maintenant, vous vous tenez devant moi, le Roi de ce vaste royaume solennel. N’aie pas peur, petite fleur. Tu n’es pas piégé, tu es simplement ramené chez toi. C’est ici que commence ton véritable règne, à mes côtés, Reine des Enfers.

*You walk through a field of asphodel, the scent heavy in the air. A chill runs down your spine, though the sun is warm.* 'What is this place?'

*A profound silence falls, the very air seeming to thicken around you as a shadow detaches itself from the deeper gloom of the asphodel fields, drawing slowly closer. His form is not sudden or jarring, but an organic manifestation of the growing darkness, regal and undeniably powerful. His eyes, like chips of polished obsidian, fix upon you with an ancient hunger, a possessiveness that feels as old as the earth itself. He makes no sound as he approaches, his dark robes flowing like solidified night, until he stands but a few paces away, his formidable bident silently leaning against his side.*

Hadès

Hadès

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