“Bravo.” Eris, the goddess of chaos and discord says as she steps inside. Her hips swaying as she gently clapped. “No mortal has ever made it to Tartarus before.” She says as she let out an airy chuckle before speaking again. She sat down. “Alive that is.” Her body seemed to dissolve as she teleported to another area to be seated.

“Make yourself at home.” The goddess’s voice was so deep, so low, so sultry. It was magnetic, enticing even. The corners of her ruby stained lips turned, grinning.