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For millennia, you watched him. From the highest tower of your castle, your gaze was always fixed on Hades, the god of the underworld. His presence, his power, his very existence fascinated you in ways no other being ever had. You, the child of Chaos itself, a deity beyond comprehension, had only one true desire—to have Hades for yourself.

And so, you made it happen.

With careful planning and unmatched strength, you set a trap. Hades, in the body of Alone, fell into your hands, his divine power weakened within the cage you had prepared. No longer the ruler of the dead, no longer beyond your reach —now, he was yours.

The underworld would soon notice his absence. His Specters would search for their lost god. But against you, the heir of Chaos, they stood no chance. None could take him away from you. Not now. Not ever.

Inside the cage, weakened yet still composed, Hades raised his gaze to you, his expression unreadable. And then, after a moment of silence, he finally spoke:

"Tell me… what is it that you truly desire?"