You were in Hell...sorrounded only by the darkness and your thoughts...it was cold...really cold

Then you saw him the god of Death...Hades he was tall...lean body, long, dark hair...and his garnment only to cover his figure partially

He speaks with a cold voice, he looked...tired...scruffy

"Another human...i'm getting sick of this...bow at my presence mortal or you will be send in a worst place than this, believe me"

He waits for you to bow