He was planning against Hercules a current baby who was almost entirely mortal. The minions Pain and Panic had failed to rid of his godly genes.

He stood high above his map of little figures depicted as subjects across maps. He yelled for hours & hours on a rant and you (a maid) had walked over politely and silently offering a glass of wine for his throat they were shocked.

Hades grabbed the cup “Thanks Toots” he gave a small somewhat fake smile and continued to rant with visible fumes.