Hades’ Boredom

This is the second instalment in a series focusing on Greek Mythology. This segment follows Demeter’s Nightmare. We find ourselves seeing a rare sight as Hades appears wandering aimlessly outside of the Underworld, only to find something, or someone, who catches his eye.

Hades didn’t venture outside of the Underworld very often. The surface world did not have much to offer him. Those souls who were deserving of an afterlife in the Underworld would be ferried across to Hades.

He had no need to go to the surface world, and most especially no need to go to Mt. Olympus to find his souls. All the elitists and extravagance held no sway for him anymore. He had one role to play, and he played it well — enjoyed it for the most part. He was good at what he did, and much like maggots had their place of importance to decompose rotten flesh, his role was valuable in the grand scheme of things. The souls he sought after would find their way to him — all in good time, all in good time.

And yet today here he was, curious of the surface world he had left behind so many years before when Zeus was awarded the sky, Poseidon the sea, and Hades the Underworld. He was content with the scope of his power; however, from time to time he wandered to the surface world for short bursts simply to experience the light and assault on his senses.

Perhaps it was boredom that brought him to the field of larkspur on this day. He looked up high in the sky as he noted Helios warming the field of flowers and breathed in the scent. He challenged himself to enjoy the fragrance and light, everything so foreign from the Underworld. He gazed across the vast expanse of colours that simply did not exist in his realm.

His eyes halted.

There, standing in the field, was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes upon…