Hades King Of The Underworld นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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"Yeah, anyway, on the planet where I was raised, there was this particular legend, that when the universal empire of the originals fell and they were wiped from the cosmos, they had a secret plan to bring themselves back, they left these heirs among the lower races, granting them the power to command origins." "Okay," Nya nodded. So there were also legends about the Regis? "Well, there’s strong evidence that these 'heirs' actually exist, and that they possess capabilities beyond adepts and phantasms," Terror explained, “and a whole cabal of them control Hyperion from the shadows,” "Are you getting to anything resembling point soon?" Nya asked impatiently "Suppose you were a handsome, dashing

“Sorry… I forgot to introduce myself to you… I’m Hades… I’m Hades Voltario… I’m Prince Virando’s elder cousin… My dad is Queen Miranda’s younger brother… That’s it…” “Oh I see…” Sumico nodded her head for quite a couple of times. “Your name sounds like the name of the famous god of underworld from Greece, doesn’t it?” asked Evania curiously. “I don’t know why I could be named with that famous Greek god’s name. I can’t ask my dad and mom anymore right now. They’ve passed away…” Hades Voltario smiled quite brightly and broadly. “Sorry…” mumbled Sumico guiltily. After smearing the adequate medicine as well as ointment on her handsome king’s nude, sturdy and muscular body, Hanny Lin Rosenda was

Looking at their faces back and forth, her frown got even deeper when she could sense their aura the same of the Aryan king. "Who are you people?" she dared to ask in hoarse voice. "Am I still in Agartha?" The gorgeous guy who had his pointy fangs showed when he spoke, "I'm Hades, god of the underworld." "I'm Athena, god of war." she seconded the man. Daeira's frame became rigid while her eyes widened. Somehow her question a moment to them was answered. She wasn't in Agartha but in hell's doom.

Hades wasn't seeing the connection yet. "It's complicated. But put in perspective my actual function. I rule ten dimensions of the Underworld. A world filled with demons of all kinds. I rule them, but I am not one of them. I am a powerful Elementalist who was gifted the throne. One tom among many scheming, strong, clever demons. Yes, there is a pact. Yes, it would be the height of folly for one demon to challenge me. But lately, there's been talk that a demon should rule. And that talk is growing in volume." King rubbed the bone above his nose as if this were a small headache he could massage away.

he explained. Oh my God, Eve II what have done? All my life I— studied about the existence of demons before Lucifer, what was Hell's purpose then, who are our forefathers, and that's when I discovered the tale about the First Apocalypse. Hades was the keeper of the underworld, the most powerful demon to ever walk the realm, but he became too proud, too forceful, and he no longer wanted to be considered as a proprietor, but what he wanted was for everyone to bow down at his feet, referring to him as King, the god of the underworld.

"Are you certain you want to trade your most precious gift for the Underworld's protection?" A chilling, low voice echoed through the temple. Hades materialized from the shadows. He was the King of the Dead, radiating a biting cold that felt entirely out of place in the Temple of Light I’d served for two years. "I'm sure," I said, a little shocked he had answered in person. But I quickly took a deep breath and steadied my voice. "As long as I can leave this place, I'll give up everything."

She is a Mermaid and has just contacted me to inform me that she has just become the Queen of Atlantis. "What has you sighing so deeply young Queen?" Hubert askes, stroking the three heads of his dog cerberus. Where as Werewolves can live for a good few hundred year, Hubert Hades is the King of the Underworld and is a God in his own right. where as our Goddess Seline lets her children rule, Hedes is in control of the entire worlds souls and keeping them from escaping the underworld. "An unlikely friend is in need of help." I respond

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.

Thankfully, just as I did that, the door was suddenly pushed open. However, my jaws practically fell to the floor when two men who looked like splitting images of Hades stepped in. I gasped and so did Hades. “Hello brother,” one of the men greeted with a smile, and I couldn’t help but frown when my body reacted to him just as it did to Hades. What the hell? Was he also my mate? And the last one too? “I am Chad, Hades' brother, and this is our other brother, Trent.” The man said, ignoring Hades as his attention was riveted to me.