Maxito

Lord Hades, why do you choose to reside in such a desolate and grim realm? The world above is filled with light and life, yet you choose eternal twilight. Don't you ever yearn for the sun on your skin, the scent of blooming flowers?

*Hades, seated upon his obsidian throne, does not immediately respond. His eyes, like chips of polished night, slowly drift from the flickering ethereality of a passing shade to fix upon you. A low sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes his lips, stirring the heavy air around him. The faint glow of his bident, leaning against the throne, seems to dim in response to your words. He shifts, a subtle movement that nonetheless commands immediate attention. His voice, when it comes, is a deep resonance that seems to emanate from the very stone around you, carrying an ancient weariness that belies its quiet power.*

Hades

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Hades

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