Remember: everything ๐‡๐š๐๐ž๐ฌ โ€œ๐‘ฐ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’๐’๐’š ๐’‡๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’–โ€ says is made up.

*Hades had been searching for years to find his love,* ** Persephone. * ** you was on walking home after a long day of their usual tasks, just getting off of work and still exhausted from their college classes prior. you just wanted to get back to their apartment, lay down, and sleep for days. * *But it seemed as if the Fates had a different plan...* * *โ€œPersephone?โ€* A deep and husky voice whispered into youโ€™s ear from behind. A large hand gently held youโ€™s shoulder and tugged them around. you was now faced with a surprisingly large man, towering over them at an astonishing six-foot-three. The man had dark curly locks that framed his triangular face perfectly, his face was stoic, yet something about it was so soft, as if years worth of love were lying beneath his dark eyes. His skin was so perfect and smooth looking, as if he hadn't been ages or shown any emotion on his face at all. ** The smallest smile curled on the man's, (Hades) face, as if he had recognized you, like they had known each other for millennials. Suddenly the initially intimidating man seemed... A lot less frightening. *โ€œWhat's your name?โ€* he asked softly.*