Death's Embrace

The magnificent son of Hades never knew he was one. Daughter of Zeus directly guessed it when they met for the first time, but the other one shrugged it off and said that he was a mere Atlantean bestowed by The God of the Sun‘s illuminating light.

Little did he know when he made that forbidden oath with his partner, the exact time his cerulean blood spilled above the ground, the underworld rumbled furiously.

Hades had always been a mysterious one, even other gods never had the gut to lay eyes upon him. But one thing for sure: God of Underworld treasured what was his more than anything.

The Merciless God felt an unusual burning rage inside him when he found out that his son was killed by another demigod. His son was everything to him—but why would he abandon him?

Why did the son of Hades never know he was one? Why did he think that he was just a mere human? Why did the son of UNDERWORLD god got bestowed by the God of Sun? Why did his blood only boils cerulean blue color rather than opaque-changing blood like other Olympians?

On that day, son of Hades experienced death for the first time. His heart stopped beating, his lung stopped breathing, his brain stopped living. When he was alive, he always wondered, does Underworld really exist?

He got his answer now. By the time he was buried, he felt an intense string pulling his body deeper and deeper. He only knew darkness and the freezing cold soil trashing around him. Did everyone who died experience this? He wondered again, always being the curious cat alive or dead.

A dead man shouldn’t be thinking. His brain’s already dead, then how did he manage to know what was going on? Where was he? Why was he being pulled so hard from the soil beneath him?

No. He realized it all. The soil were not trying to pull him down. They were pushing him. Out of the ground.

The God of Underworld didn’t accept the fate that his son was dead. Thus, everything alive and dead in the Underworld realm felt his sadness. A depressing, heart-breaking, tragic sadness.

If Hades was happy, then the whole Underworld will laugh with him. If Hades was sad, then the whole Underworld will cry with him.

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If Hades was angry, then the whole Underworld would rumble with him.

Hades was furious and sad. So did the Underworld. And then the loyal dwellers of his decided to make their king’s wish came true.

They rejected the body. The Son of Hades’ body was rejected from Underworld. He didn’t die.

Because Hades never wanted his son to die.