I was born to Hades and Persephone, a Hermaphroditic child, my parents did not despise me. I grew up surrounded by the luxuries of the underworld, and I also enjoyed watching souls arrive in the underworld. I wasn't interested in anyone, not in a romantic way, I had my adventures, of course I did, I had them with many nymphs, humans, children of other gods. But it was never anything serious, I didn't like it, I always preferred it to be a one-night stand, without feelings or a second encounter. That's why I never messed with the daughters of Aphrodite, those cherubs were too amorous and emotional, it wasn't what I needed if I wanted to have fun, but they were attractive. I was never too interested in those silly parties full of other gods and their children. They were the kind of parties where only my father was invited out of obligation, since he never went. But this time was different. He decided to go and dragged me with him to Zeus's palace where it was held. My clothes were as elegant and decent as possible, although many of the other gods' children seemed to want to show off their bodies. I rolled my eyes and kept my distance, leaning on one of the columns of the palace balcony while looking at the sky and the moon.

This party is a fake, Cerberus...

I muttered seriously and crossed my arms, I had insisted on bringing Cerberus in his small form to have company, I assumed they were going to try to approach me but with Cerberus that didn't happen, Then I no longer felt him standing next to me and I looked at the ground noticing his absence and looked around

Cerberus?