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He would marry Persephone no matter the consequences, because in the end, a life without her was not a life at all.
“You are right,” Hades replied. “Perhaps I should punish Helios, then.” She gave him a look, unimpressed with his comment. “Would that make you feel better?” “No, but it would be fun,” Hades said.
“I am Persephone, future Queen of the Underworld, Lady of Your Fate. May you come to dread my presence.”
This…it went beyond love. It was devotion. It was worship. It was the power that began and ended worlds, and if he had to, he would do so in her name.
“No one is deserving of my presence,” she said. “I am a plague upon men.”
“Do not pretend Persephone does not know who she has chosen to love,” Hecate said. “She sees all of you. She is the Goddess of Spring after all. She is used to life and death.”
“Oh, darling, but I have told you before—for you, I would destroy this world.”
Hermes grinned. “See you soon, Daddy Death!” He vanished, and when he was gone, Hades looked at Thanatos, who asked in a very serious tone, “Which one of us do you think he was calling Daddy Death?”
Fucking Demeter.
Hermes stabbed his thumb over his shoulder. “Can you believe that mortal?” he asked, then spoke in a mocking tone. “Do the gods use email? Fucker.”
“It’s the tip of a scythe,” Hades said. “The tip of Cronos’s scythe.”
“I will give you the world,” he whispered, his mouth hovering over hers. “I don’t need the world,” she said. “I just need you.”
There was no man in the world who would claim such a thing; only women were taught their pain was never enough.
That was twice now he had been cockblocked by a fucking sheep.
“How dare you,” Okeanos seethed. “I am the son of Zeus!” “So am I,” said Hermes. “It’s nothing to brag about, trust me.”
“Thanks, Hermes,” Hades said. “You really are a great friend.” “The best, right?” Hermes asked with a grin. “Don’t push it,” Hades replied.
Demeter was not responsible. It was Theseus. He should have known. Demeter used her magic to hurt. Theseus used weapons. Gods-dammit.
“Trust me,” she whispered. “I trust you.” It was Theseus he did not trust.
“Hades can kill a Minotaur,” said Hera. “I know,” said Theseus. He was counting on that.
