Hades Greek God Art Novels & Stories

There was regret in his eyes so evident that it rang out in words. "Rain, you ask if I wanted it to be the only way out." "No!" I knew by one look at those scared eyes that I was in denial, but I was afraid it would crush me and choose to look away from the gaze that scratched ones heartstrings in a song of melancholy. "So why doesn't Hades affect me?" Noticing how I neither accept to agree or disagree, he replies with a calmer tone. "Lord Hades being the God of the underworld gives him power over death and the afterlife thus creating a state of balance. It is similar to how the gods residing in Olympus are closer to life.

all eight of them; Poseidon god of the sea, sat with his golden trident and crown, very intimidating with all his godly build and huge blue tail. Athena goddess of wisdom and battle strategy sat next to Poseidon , ever so proud of her hair and white robes with a warrior's head gear to adorn it, spear in hand. Ares god of war, Athena's male counterpart sat next to her, adorned in silver armor and a blade that was a little too sharp. Hephaestus god of metalworks and fire, a personality that rarely was at the hall, was sat beside Ares. His black leather bodysuit made him look like the sexiest blacksmith ever and his fire hued hair was bedazzling.

Those present look at the Goddess with wide-open eyes. - What? What is this astonishment for? I am a very ancient goddess, and I am also a woman with her needs. Furthermore, Hades, contrary to the image people may have of him, is very attractive and handsome… as long as he is in his real appearance. He's a shapeshifter. He does not reveal his true form to anyone. He is one of the old gods, with many tricks and great power. The only one who can play with death. He has Superhuman strength. He can defeat anyone that could be turned against him. He has the power of Necromancy, which means he can communicate, evoke, and control the souls of the dead. He has the power of invulnerability, that is,

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.

Asked one of them in a rather flat tone. The handsome black-haired middle-aged man, black eyes. He was quite aloof and sinister compared to the rest. His scent was quite nasty and bloody. The glint of his eyes carried a few untold interesting sinister stories that the lord probably was interested in. His appearance was close to the god's name… “Hades… The lover of Persephone.” Shadow chuckled as she called the name indifferently. “You may.” Sabrina’s eyes sparkled wider than before. It was indeed a true Greek god parody. They used such an interesting concept that Sabrina didn’t think it was possible.

Such a kind of beauty was absorbed in it. She knew that Hades was fond of sketching but she never noticed that Hades was no less than an artist. Just by remembering only one smile, he had made such a living picture of Alessandra. But despite this, he never got what he wanted to find in that picture. Well, it was her presence. He could not pull her out of that picture. He could not enjoy the living beauty of that picture because he needed his real Alessandra, the one who is created by the greatest Creator.

He grated, his annoyance blossoming. “But you do.” another god countered. “you're Zeus after all.” Dionysus cleared his throat, “It's about Hades.” Everyone present in the room let out a terrified gasp. Father hated that name and even on mount Olympus they knew of his profound hatred for his brother. I wondered who was going to stop him if he suddenly flew off the handle in anger now that Poseidon had his hands full and wasn't present. I studied Zeus, watch him struggle to hone some ounce of control. Gritting his teeth he spoke, avoiding Hade's name like mentioning it stung.

Goddess was about to cry when Hades couldn't bear it and stood up in anger. "Mother don't cry... your wish will be fulfilled. I promise, if Lucifer will ever fall in love with this human woman, I will go to earth and kill her and take her soul with me and throw it in the fire of damnation where he will never find her! And you can find someone from heaven for him and he can come back to heaven. So please mother, stop worrying. I hate to see you in distress!" Hades calmed his mother down. Goddess was happy and seeing her relaxed ... Hades left. He is the god of death; he has never cared about any human soul. Taking a life is nothing for him, so he didn't even for a second thought that he could

Hades and Persephone. That was how Hades kidnapped Persephone, the goddess of spring. The famous myth that almost everyone knows. Truly scary at first but it was all out of love, right? Right. However, what Hades did was wrong. Like some people say, there had been consequences for his actions. Deadly consequences. But this was just a legend. Something people really didn't believe in. And why would they? Places like Underworld surely did not exist. Hades did not exist. Neither did Persephone. Nobody knew where a person went after dying. Some believed in afterlife, some didn't.

I asked with a small smile. I was finally getting what was happening. Hades had four aspects. Four parts of him that he could choose to divide I to if he wanted. They were arrogance, lies, apathy and hedonism. This were major characters Hades possessed, and they were all here now. "And why are my other mates quiet? This isn't our first meeting" I added, referring to the other three. I was guessing the first one was arrogance, he did behave it. Full of himself and proud.