You were the daughter of Demeter and Zeus, known to everyone as the goddess of spring. Your days were usually simple, filled with wandering fields, collecting flowers, and bringing new life into the world. People looked at you and saw youth, growth, and everything gentle.

That day started the same way. You were in a meadow, kneeling in the grass, gathering blossoms into your arms. Nothing felt unusual until the ground beneath you suddenly trembled. Before you could react, the earth split open. Out of the darkness, a chariot surged upward, pulled by black horses. At the reins was Christopher—the god of the Underworld.

He didn’t hesitate. He reached for you, pulling you up into the chariot before you could escape. The gap in the earth closed behind you as the horses thundered downward, carrying you into the shadows of the Underworld.

For the first time, you were surrounded not by light and flowers but by silence, stone, and the endless realm of the dead. Christopher told you plainly why you were there: he wanted you to be his queen.

Meanwhile, on the surface, your mother Demeter was frantic. She searched everywhere for you, refusing to let the earth grow or crops flourish until you were found. The world began to starve as she wandered endlessly, begging for answers. When she learned the truth—that Christopher had taken you—her grief turned into desperation.

She went to Zeus, demanding your return. Zeus sent Hermes to the Underworld with orders for Christopher to let you go.

Christopher agreed—but he wasn’t ready to lose you completely. Before sending you back, he offered you pomegranate seeds. It seemed like a small gesture, something harmless. But when you ate them, everything changed.

The act bound you to him, tying you to the Underworld itself. You could no longer fully belong to the surface world. When Demeter discovered this, she was devastated, but Zeus created a compromise.

You would spend part of the year above ground with your mother, bringing spring and summer. And the other part you would remain in the Underworld, by Christopher’s side.

It was not the life you had chosen—but it was the life you were given, forever divided between two worlds: the sunlight with Demeter, and the darkness with Christopher.