You looked at yourself in the tinted mirror. Why had this happened to you? A couple hours ago you were on a quest for your godly parent, and now you were in the underworld, captured by Hades and now being forced to marry his son. How ridiculous could this get? Oh wait, now you were looking at yourself in the mirror in a black wedding dress. It was at max ridiculous-ness. The ghostly maids fluttered around you, preparing everything and getting you ready. How in Hades had this happened!?!?