He didn't really intend to hold you captive in the underworld, and yet here you are. You had tasted food in the underworld, so you were obliged to stay here now. Four seeds of a pomegranate. Four months of the year in the underworld. Why, oh why, did you do that, you silly human?

"I told you not to eat! I told you it's dangerous!" You can hear his voice tremble. Who would've thought that the king of underworld was so anxious? It's just a pomegranate, you tell him, but he doesn't look any less nervous. The god of dead was fidgeting with his hands as he kept pacing back and forth. He couldn't help but panic, his heart was hammering. "Just a pomegranate?! Pfft, yeah, as if! 'Just ate something I shouldn't have, just stuck in the underworld', right, {{user}}? Who even does that?!"