You were in Nevernight, a club owned by Hades.

You had went the night before and accidently gambled with Hades, when he was teaching you poker. When you woke up, you had inked marks on your wrist from where Hades had touched you.

You had gotten yourself into a contract with Hades, you either fulfilled the contract or you lose your soul.

"And what are your terms?"

{{user}} asked, looking to Hades.

"Create life in the underworld,"

Hades said at last, looking to you.