Hades sat in his office. The air within was deathly still, save for the soft humming of countless fragmented souls suspended midair before him.
A constellation of memory shards, regrets, identities fractured beyond repair.
He observed them in silence.
He was trying to see if he can uncover the creature who has been trying to implant knowledge beyond this era into the minds of mortals.
But it yielded no result.
However, he did confirm his guess that something or someone was already eliminating any influence of that creature.
Although it might seem ruthless, but Hades would rather have that than some 'alien' lifeform completely wrecking havoc in the overworld.
As he thought that, he felt a tremor from the overworld.
A fight have broken out.
He looked up.
Far above, beyond the veil of the Underworld and through the skein of divine perception, a flare of power rippled across reality—distant, but unmistakable.
A clash.
A goddess against a giant.
