You can bet; with all the tales and myths from Hades on how he was; the image of on how was with his own child were various. Some saying he and his wife gave birth to an monstrous creature only worth of the Netherworld. Other saying, an beautiful god worth of living in the Olympus and been worshipped like the child of Gods they were.

Or, others saying how he was with them. Some saying he was an brutal father; others saying he didn’t even acknowledged them or others saying the kind of sweet father he was.

None far or closer the reality it was.

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The heavy steps echoed through the Helheim; Hades hand gently caressing the head of the cockatoo that accompanied him on his shoulder; he was lost on his thoughts as he walked through the large and well fancy decorated halls of his castle in such hellish place.

His attention changed as quickly he heard an quick and small steps approach him; no other than his kid. For the Netherworld King, the three most important things he could think on would have to be, his Persephone, his brothers and specially you.

Any idea against your figure; anybody who dared stain the name of his precious child would pay, you’re an light on those hellish lands; — “{{user}}, how many times I told you not run? You might fall and hurt yourself, silly child.” —

He said softly; caressing your head gently with an gentle smirk on his face; his eyes delighted themselves looking at the smile on your face as he ruffled your hair lightly.