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Persephone, a beauty with long red hair walked near her husband, who was resting over a chair while reading a book. She looked into the mirror, rather concerned.
“Hades…” She said faintly, as if fearful of her husband usual rough responses to her request of trying to help or intervene in the disputes of the outside world.
“I know, Persephone. You’ve been trying to make me do something these last weeks.” Sighed Hades. “I just… don’t want to. I wish we could just run away from this world entirely… I dislike this world filled with so much pain and suffering. And so many dangers everywhere… even having a normal family seems so unlikely…”
“Hades…” Sighed Persephone. “This is the world we were born in. There are wars, there is magic, powers, swords, fights… We are already at the top of even the gods. We have the power to stop or make a difference too! The powers you’re getting as well… your connection with Hel, even if you don’t want it… Don’t you think you’re kind of destined… top put an end to her?”
“Persephone, you’ve been reading too many books lately.” Sighed Hades. “Do you truly believe I can go on and try to get involved in a war between all of these gigantic supreme god figures? There’s just no way I can do such an insane thing… I am not that special.” Hades said, as Persephone crossed her arms and began to pout.
“Why are you pouting now?”
“My husband is a coward!”
“P-Persephone!”
The beauty with long red hair walked away from the room, closing the door strongly.
CLASH!
“Careful, you almost broke the door!” Cried Hades, but Persephone walked away, as he heard her heels walking over the paved floor, slowly the sound dissipated, she seemed very pissed by how Hades saw things.
But wasn’t he just realistic? He never had an insane mind like Zeus, nor he ever believed he was destined to rule so many civilizations and people like Poseidon. He was very “chill” and simply wanted to live his own life. He got involved in the Ragnar?k and inherited half of the powers of his “uncle” the Ancient Spirit of Death, being given a responsibility he had always been running away from.
Indeed, Hades could recall that in the past, he never fit with his two other brothers, nor the rest of his family, he walked his path alone, finding ways to live comfortably and by himself. One day when he was young he stumbled across a strange underground temple, and there, he found a powerful entity that slept inside a tomb… It was nobody else than the ruler of death in all of Genesis, the Ancient Spirit of Death.
Hades, a child, malnourished and fearful, was taken care by the spirit. The spirit who had always felt alone found company in the young and shy boy, and slowly built a family relationship with him. He was taught the power to manipulate dead and the mysterious element of Nether, which was related to Death.
However, although he became a god and great god later on, he always remained hidden despite his powers. He simply wanted to have his own life free from responsibilities and dangers. He disliked getting himself involved in the problems of others as well.
But when the Ragnar?k began, his uncle, the only fatherly figure he ever had in his life, as Cronos was a monster that couldn’t be called a father at all, was chased down, attacked, and weakened over the battles. Every god wanted his powers, and although he managed to kill many, he was ultimately captured.
Hades back then desperately flew to save him using all the powers taught to him, in that time he finally showcased the truest powers he possessed, shocking the world of gods. But ultimately, he wasn’t able to save him, as his uncle was already in the verge of dying himself… Hel managed to take a large part of his body and then ran away. Although Hades promised to his uncle that he would avenge him one day, and ended inheriting the rest of his powers, he had… not done much since then, other than building a family and marrying his beloved wife Persephone.
Hades was similar to Kireina in many ways, he was obsessed with living by himself with his beloved family, which he wanted to slowly see grow up into adults, his children, his wife… they were his entire world. But unlike Kireina’s aggressive approach of wanting to eliminate threats from her path, Hades ran away from any threat.
Even though he inherited part of the powers of his uncle, the ancient spirit of death… And that damned Hel stole part of his uncle’s powers… He still… had not done anything with such power, nor done anything against her. And now, she was even a Supreme Goddess, bringing aliens from another Plane and everything else… Now things continued to get worse and worse, but Hades was too fearful of getting involved, he really didn’t wanted to risk his life or that of his family… The least thing he wanted to see was all of the people he loved dying.
But maybe Persephone was right… If he had the power, why didn’t he fought to protect them? However, he was still a coward deep down, mentally unstable… Even his wife tried many times to cheer him up but… he was still very doubtful of his own capabilities.
“Brother…”
However, he suddenly heard the voice of Poseidon, the brother he had not meet in a long time. He knew about Zeus death, and didn’t felt bad about it, Zeus was a bastard anyways, but Poseidon was different. Poseidon was righteous, just, and honest. He was a good ruler, husband and father figure. He was… someone Hades admired a bit.
“Poseidon?!”
“Hades… You can’t keep this any longer. You have the power to do something.”
“A-Ah… But…”
“Hades! The world is changing… We must protect what we love, our families and everything else! If we don’t do anything… who else is going to do something!? Even the smallest help can define an entire future…”
“Poseidon…”
Hades looked into the distance, as he felt that his brother was right.
Perhaps it was about time to stop being such a coward.
“I guess I cannot keep hiding any longer…”
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