Despite the endless stream of souls, the underworld remains a realm steeped in eerie stillness, frozen in time and shadow. Older than the gods themselves, its depths are home to both fearsome creatures and forgotten wraiths. When a newly crowned king descended into this ancient abyss, shunned by its denizens, and burdened by the weight of his crown, it was Hecate who extended her hand to the struggling sovereign. A simple act, yet one that forged a partnership destined to endure for centuries—whether a blessing or a curse remains to be seen.
As the messenger of the gods, Hermes dances through the realms, a red blur of laughter and light-hearted mischief. He hears everything—grand plots and passing gossip alike—whether he wants to or not. Yet, he chooses to play the fool, a merry prankster slipping in and out of divine affairs, leaving barely a ripple in his wake. To most, he’s nothing more than a carefree trickster, a joyous spirit with no deeper thoughts. But beneath that jovial exterior lies a sharp mind, and a perceptive insight. Though he may delight in joy and laughter, only the truly foolish would ever think him naive.
In the shadowy realms of the underworld, where even the rays of Apollo dare not tread, there is little to lift one's spirits. Burdened by an ever-growing legion of souls to shepherd, countless creatures to command, and a celestial family tree that’s more twisted than a labyrinth, Hades finds himself dulled by an exquisite blend of melancholy and suppressed yearnings. That is, until one fateful night, when a tempestuous young goddess bursts into his life, uninvited and utterly irresistible...
For a young goddess of spring, venturing into the vast, chaotic sprawl of modern Olympus is nothing short of a nerve-rattling ordeal. As she teeters through the tangled web of emotional turbulence and the labyrinthine politics that barely keep the capricious pantheon from unravelling, Persephone unexpectedly finds solace in the most improbable of places—within the enigmatic presence of Hades, the brooding King of the Underworld. But is this fleeting comfort merely a passing breath of calm, or could it be the dawn of something far more profound?
