Hades Epilogue Novels & Stories

Hecate tried her best to explain it to her fiancee. Hestia sighed in defeat, knowing that she was not gonna win this one. She hugged Hecate one more time, then captured her lips into a sweet kiss, then finally let her fiancee go. Hecate smiled and then started walking towards the exit, Hestia walking with her towards the door. "I'll see you tomorrow, my love. I promise." Hecate said, dropping one last kiss on Hestia's lips. Then one final kiss on Hestia's forehead.

The creature opened his mouth talking to Alpha Ethan, Alpha Ethan had never seen Hades true form because he didn’t have a reason to bring it out, now that he had seen it he was shocked. “Let’s end this here, what better way to finish this war than to kill the two leader of the wolves, though you are my family and it would pain me to finish you off but my destiny has to be fulfilled” Hades ranted before pulling Nelly up and stabbing his deep claws into her, her eyes suddenly opened and she could a spark of fire in her veins, he dropped her and her body began changing into a creature just like him. Soon two beast were standing before Alpha Ethan and Xavier.

She slumped to the ground in despair. Despite his previous claims of not caring about others' lives, the Northern Frontier's tyrant, the ruthless killer Hades, had sacrificed his own body for the sake of half of Aston State's residents. "Lord Hades!" Cassandra cried, kneeling and pounding the ground in grief. No one knew that this woman, just ten minutes ago, had been bossing Frederick around with great arrogance. Seiryu looked towards the horizon with a mournful expression. "Regardless of whether Lord Hades is dead or alive, follow his orders—clean up the scene and don't allow any information to leak!

Hades raised a glass of dark liquor, his eyes fixed on Claudine, who stood a little apart, still in her formal clothes, looking tired and distant. "To justice," Hades said, his voice flat, but his eyes held a sharp intensity for her. "And to effective counsel." He lifted his glass slightly, recognizing her without loud praise, but his stare showed his deep satisfaction and possessive pride in her victory. He then raised his glass higher, silently commanding the room's attention. "To those who underestimated us. Their pain has only just begun." A subtle, chilling promise was in his voice. This was a moment of victory, but also a dark hint of bigger fights to come.

"Are you sure Riven has really disappeared for weeks now?",Adromalius asked as he gazed at the bleak world before him. No matter how much he went into Tartarus, he could never get used to the chaos and agonized screams that echoed every time. He gazed at Hades, the king of the underworld, waiting for an answer to his questions. Hades held the glass dome containing Layla's blood in his palm. He swirled it occasionally, and each time he did, a devilish look would appear on his face.

That’s how our world was forged. Before Hades vanished from the Spirit World, he left a final warning to the king and queen: “When I return, I will not come alone. I will come with destruction. I will come with chaos. And you will remember the day you dismissed a man because of what he used to be.” And now That time has come. The war has begun.

Poseidon was the one who finally broke the deafening silence when he blurted out, “I know I won't have a chance anyway. So, I'll go.” Hades eventually flashed a grin, just before he pulled himself up from his seat and stood. Before turning his attention back to Poseidon, he quickly adjusted his sleeve and cast a quick glance at the wristwatch on his left wrist. “All right, I'll see you this coming Friday night.”

Pots and dishes shattered into pieces, and chairs and tables were overturned, leaving the place in complete disarray. Mayor Kingsley’s eyes were wide with anger, his voice full of menace. “Frank, you’d better give me an explanation. My son’s death won’t go unanswered!” Dad collapsed to his knees, trembling as he repeatedly bowed, his forehead quickly turning red and swollen. “Mayor Kingsley, it was that wretched Eve who caused all this. She’s already dead. I even fed her body to the pigs. Please, have mercy on me.” Mayor Kingsley sneered. “And you think that’s enough?”

He "Hacked the Reader." He reached out with his mind and touched the "User Profile" eye in the sky. He didn't send a command; he sent an "Epilogue Proposal." He showed the audience the "True End"—the one where the "Ghosts" return to the "Life," and the "Admin" is "Logged Out." "VOTE NOW!" Kaelen shrieked, his violet hair detonating in a final, terminal pillar of "Biological Chaos." "CHOOSE THE 'UNMAPPED' OR THE 'DELETED'!"

Inside lay a narrow roll of parchment tied with faded blue cloth. I untied it and spread it flat. The ink was old, the lines clean. “When the daughter returns to her fated Alpha, the blessing comes with a storm.” My eyes ran to the next lines. “If the trial is not met and the bond not steadied, doom falls on the Alpha’s house. One will break, one will bleed, and the packs will tear.” My hands shook. “If the calamity is not averted, one of the pair must die, and the packs will fall into chaos.”