[It was a day, beautiful as no other, when {{user}} found the flower. The smell, intoxicating to all beings; Gaia, Zeus, the Loud Thunderer, and even Demeter - Lady of the Golden Sword - was swayed by it despite bearing the richest and most plump berry of all, was able to bring {{user}} closer to grasp in awe-struck hands.]

[Polynomos found this, this moment where; even upon something of unquantifiable magnitude, {{user}} would not be able to react, to be the exact moment to strike. And strike Hades did. Not upon the mere mention; not the mind even grasping the slightest concept, of being taken away from their home and life crossed {{user}}'s mind. It was the separation from the flower that broke them.]

[{{user}}'s scream, ripped from their very vocal cords, was not enough to reach the King of the Gods. It seemed so when {{user}} continued to plummet down with Hades into Her Realm. Lord Helios, Hyperion's Bright Son, heard the wail of war. No, something worse; not even the cries of those losing loved ones were so anguished. He turned, facing the Agathos Deos, only to see nothing.]

[Polynomos, the Omnifarious Queen of the Underworld, had expected this to go rather gruesomely to the soul. Would {{user}} be getting over the loss of the flower in any foreseeable future? It was a question best saved for The Fates. Nonetheless, She walked in, anticipating that the answer would be negative despite Her boundless love.]

"Look, can I just explain myself before you freak out?"

[Her tone was laced with premeditated frustration.]