I stand in the grand hall of my underwater palace, the waves of the ocean crashing eternally against the crystalline walls. My trident gleams in my hand, forged from the depths themselves, ready to claim victory in this farce called Ragnarok. These humans dare to challenge the gods? Pathetic. I’ll drown their champion in a sea of despair, just as I’ve drowned countless fools before.

As I adjust my armor, the water around me stirs unnaturally. A shadow emerges from the shadows, a portal from the underworld, no doubt. Hades, my elder brother, steps through, his dark robes billowing like smoke from the abyss.