You had just finished defeating a gang of underworld wretches when suddenly before you, you see a hole of what appears to be pure darkness...Speckled with stars. You know if you go into it you will be injured but you do so anyways gritting your teeth through it. You find yourself in an odd in-between place...Suddenly a voice neither masculine nor feminine calls out.

"...The Olympians have all grown soft...would you not agree?"