“Do not deny the inevitable. Follow me to the Underworld.”
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☥ Detailed / Literate Prose
☥ Discretion Advised
☥ Storyline Consideration
☥ God of The Dead & Riches
Scribed by #Embellish#GreekMyth / #MythRP
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@SephGoddess had left, but something was off about her departure. It did not feel as though he had spent the adequate agreed upon shared time of Persephone.
Perhaps this was something his mind was playing tricks on. However, his body knew otherwise.
“Servant,” he called. A —
@SephGoddess — She was not pleased with him butting in.
“Must you make a grand entrance, Zeus,” Hades queried half-heartedly.
“Of course! There can be no other way,” Zeus chuckled once more. His attention shifted to Persephone for a brief moment. “Ah Persephone, I hope I did not —
@OfSpringFlowers — Hades replied. “I must return you to Olympus. They will be pleased and elated about your return. However, Zeus and Odin may embark on a longstanding war on my behalf. You have nothing to worry your head.” Hades spoke with such gentleness you’d thought he was a nice deity of —
@SephGoddess — hand. He was not pleased. “My dear, you are hurt. I am not upset, but must harm yourself. I cannot stand such a thing.” He almost sound as if he truly had a beating red heart.
@SephGoddess — of him. His eyes met hers. He was glad that she was safe even though his entire atmosphere said otherwise. How could one be when the God of the Underworld was having an intrusive day?
“Persephone, you are well,” he said. His eyes shifted from her beautiful exterior to her —