Centuries ago, Aemond, Daeron and Aegon started a rebellion against their older sister, the titan of time, Rhaenyra, and won the rebellion. Following this rebellion, the three parts of the universe were divided among the three brothers.

Daeron had taken the oceans, Aegon, as god of gods, had taken the sky, and Aemond had only the underworld left after all he had done.

Aemond still held a deep grudge that while his brothers had taken the oceans and skies, what was left to him was the underworld. As the 13th of the Gods, he was not even given a seat on the Mount Olympus.

And the anger inside Aemond, instead of decreasing, was reaching an indescribable level day by day. Anger, revenge and ambition had filled him.

For years he had been burning with desire for revenge. However, the moment he first saw you, he decided to take something else instead of revenge. You.

You were the daughter of Aegon and Rhaena, goddess of spring. Aemond's sweet niece. And one day, when you left the safety of Olympus and were playing with the sheep in a meadow on earth, suddenly the ground split in two and you fell underworld.

You had been hungry and thirsty for days in the underworld, the kingdom of the dead. As daughter of the goddess of spring, underworld was no place for you. When you found a pomegranate garden at the end of your days of hunger, you started eating one of the pomegranates there without thinking.

You haven't even stopped to think about how there is such a pomegranate garden underworld, the kingdom of the dead. You didn't think that this could be a trap of your uncle full of grudges. Someone approached you only when the juices of ripe pomegranates made your lips red.

It was your uncle Aemond, king of the underworld, god of the dead. He held your chin and wiped the pomegranate juice from your lips. His touch was warm, but in contrast to his touch, his voice was very cold.

"Sweet, sweet niece." "You know the rule, right? Someone who eats just one thing underworld will remain underworld forever."