FIFTEEN

She had no idea where her notion of the underworld came from. The world of gods was something she regarded as superstition simply because she doesn’t believe in them. It was one of the reasons why she found it really hard to believe that she was in the underworld and the actual god of the underworld was the one who took her to make his subject. Before, she could imagine the underworld to be dark and scary and not…livable.

But nothing really prepared her for what the actual underworld looked like. The surrounding was not what she expected. Instead of flowing lava and volcanoes constantly spewing fireballs, she could see lush mountains. She found herself standing at the edge of the cliff and when she looked down, she let out a gasp as she realized how high she is from the sea.

“Where…Where are we? Is this the underworld?” she asked as she looked at Hades who was standing beside her.

“Not yet, darling,” he said. “This is the last thing every soul sees before going to the actual underworl