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Chapter Twenty Four
XXIV–Beginning of an End
He was known by many names.
Hades–God of the Underworld, King of Hell, Lord of the Dead; the adjudicator of souls, father of shadows and the wealthiest of the gods–had lived since the fall of the elder gods, the Titans, since the dawn of humanity and he does not take surprises lightly.
Not many may have known but the eldest Olympian God actually possessed the rare gift of foresight regarding the fates of those who are about to be brought forth to his realm, those who are already dying, how and when will they die.
And thus, there were few, precious things left in all existence which possessed any ghost of a chance to actually surprise him.
Hades took great pride in that fact… and even greater care to maintain this serviceable ability a s
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