Voice Of Hades の小説・ストーリー

says General Oris " I heard that you recently took in the daughter of Nyx. Maybe she could even the playing field because even you can't take on the son of Zeus, two children of Poseidon, and another daughter of Hades all by yourself," says Eses "No, she's only 10 years old; she should be protected, not thrust onto a battlefield," I say

And the smile didn’t belong to Don anymore. It was Victor’s smile. Twisted. Corrupted. “I’m Dareon,” he said softly. “Second son of Hades. Twin to the boy you promise to love and anchor.” Jo’s heart stopped. The chamber tilted. The breath in her lungs turned to ice. She’d heard the stories. Hades had two sons. But she’d never met the other. There were rumours that the weaker twin died at birth. The royal bloodline had buried it—hidden him like a shameful secret.

Static hissed through my auditory sensors. You wear the dark, Architect, a voice echoed, slipping past the physical armor and sliding directly into my psychic tether. It wasn't the Sovereign. It was the vast, cold, incomprehensible intelligence of the Hive-Mind itself. But you are still a fragile spark of flesh inside a cage. Your mind will break under the pressure. A massive, invisible wave of psychic gravity slammed into me. If I had been standing on the surface, wearing my old linen bandages, the sheer mental weight of the Hive-Mind would have instantly liquefied my brain.

"Do not touch me." The hall quieted. He laughed. "Still pretending? Who else would you choose? Cassian Hadeion? The last scrap of Hades, hidden in the shadow wing because even Olympus cannot decide whether to pity him or fear him?" Several guests laughed with him. "He cannot stand in the sun without looking half-dead," Apollo went on. "His underworld wings were shattered in the chariot fall that killed his parents. Some say he will never fly again. Some say the darkness broke more than that. Is that the husband you want, Persephone?"

"Otherwise I would have made you kill her for me." "You son of a bitch!" I tried to get out of his grip, but it was useless and my despair seemed to amuse him. "Maybe that’s not a lie at all, but I’ll teach you a little bit about the gods and about creation." His hands pulled my hair tightly, in a way that I thought would rip my scalp off. "I am Hades." That was not possible, gods did not exist, that was... my head hit the earth with a huge force and I was taken by the darkness.

I am going to leave this pack before my birthday. After deciding this I finished my food and water and lean back into the bed thinking of ways to escape. I perk my ears up when I hear someone in the hallway. It sounds like two people gossiping. I hold my breath and strain my ears to hear what they are saying. "I heard he killed his only sibling that's how cruel he is." Gasps "Alpha Hades is indeed a very cruel Alpha. I pity whoever his mate may be." Humming in response they walk too far away for me to hear anything more. At the mention of Alpha Hades my heart started to race and I felt this strange tugging.

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. But the elders of heaven disagreed with him, and it started a war, bloodshed upon our world and the humans', that how the first Apocalypse began. Hades and his army killed every human being, several angels, even the elders but one survived, Lucifer's father, the one humans call God. God tricked him, made him believe that he surrendered, then at his most vulnerable moment, he killed him. However, Ha

Rather than fearing for her own life, she feared for his. A taxi, speeding past the heavy drops of rain honked at Lucius. He had his arms spread wide open. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back to face the angry heavens. Ironic. He mentally scoffed. It seemed a Devil is asking for the heavens above to take his life and ask for forgiveness. He wouldn't do that. The Angels, especially God himself were and still are not in good terms with him. He hated their annoying trumpet sounds, their smiles, and their colorful, cloudy lands. Plus, the gates, why would they have a heavenly, golden gate? His kingdom never has one.

This time, it expanded big as if it wanted to vomit a large number of people at once. “Ah!” “Hak!” Perseus and Hermes were rendered speechless and shocked. A large number of armies from hell had descended to the earth. One meter height army with a spear in each of their hands levitated around them. “One fact about me,” Hades spoke to them, smiling sheepishly. “I am the Father of the Night, the Father of the Darkness, and the Father of the Underworld. Welcome to my mini hell, my nephews.” && Inside the main building, where his wine collection was situated, Dionysus was seen enjoying his drink more than ever. Upon his arrival, he grabbed all the delicious wine and put it on the table in front