Hades: from neglected child to lord of The dead

In the vast kingdom of Mount Olympus, where the gods reigned with power and splendor, a child was born. His name was Hades and he was destined for a life no one could imagine.
From the beginning, Hades was neglected by his parents, Kronos and Rhea. While his siblings, Zeus and Poseidon, reveled in their parents' affection, Hades was left to his own devices.
No one understood the darkness that resided within Hades, the deep desire for a connection that was denied him. As he grew up, he found solace in the shadows, seeking solace in the dark corners of the world.
But Hades wasn't just hiding in the darkness. He desired power, a force that would make others tremble. And so he set his sights on the realm of the dead, a place where he could reign supreme.
Driven by his ambition, Hades immersed himself in ancient texts and acquired forbidden knowledge. He learned the secrets of death and became the ruler of the underworld, ruling over a kingdom filled with lost souls.
Yet, despite his new power, Hades remained afflicted by the loneliness that had tormented him since his childhood. He longed for companionship, for someone who could understand the depths of his soul.
One day, while traveling the mortal world, Hades came across a grieving girl named Persephone. Her beauty captivated him and he knew she was the one he had always been looking for.
Their meeting was not without consequences, because Hades, overwhelmed by his desire, decided to make Persephone his queen of the underworld. He kidnapped her, to the great dismay of his mother, Demeter, goddess of the harvest.
But this is only the beginning of the story of Hades. His journey from neglected child to lord of the dead is only unfolding. The road ahead is strewn with pitfalls, strewn with challenges and unexpected revelations.
As Hades navigates the complex world of gods and mortals, he will discover forgotten secrets and face unimaginable trials.
Only time will tell, but one thing is certain: the story of Hades is far from over.
One day, while Hades was wandering the vast halls of the Underworld, a mysterious figure caught his attention. It was a young girl, her eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. Hades, always attracted to those who ventured into his domain, approached her cautiously.
"Who are you?" he asked in his deep, resonant voice.
The girl trembled but managed to find her voice. "I...I'm Echo," she replied, her words barely audible.
Hades frowned, not recognizing his name.
Echo shook her head, her voice growing louder. "No, Lord Hades. I came for help."
Hades leaned in, intrigued by her courage.
Echo took a deep breath. "My voice, my Lord. It was stolen from me by an evil nymph named Narcissus. I cannot speak, only repeat the words of others.
Hades' eyes widened in understanding. He had heard stories about Narcissus, the nymph known for her beauty and cruel heart. His punishment had silenced Echo forever.
Empathy awoke in Hades, a feeling he had rarely felt. "I see," he said softly. "And how do you want me to help you?"
Echo looked up at him, pleading with his gaze. "Please, My Lord, use your power over the dead to reclaim my stolen voice. Without that, I am just a simple echo.
Hades hesitated for a moment, considering the request. The Underworld was his realm and he had never used his powers for anything other than his own desires. But something in Echo's plea touched a long-forgotten part of his soul.
"Very well," Hades decided, surprising himself with his own generosity. "I will help you get back what is rightfully yours."
A glimmer of hope shone in Echo's eyes as she watched Hades summon his dark minions. They slipped through the cold, dark corridors, searching for the elusive nymph..