My mother's love song

From the moment I first saw him, I fell in love with him.

Hopelessly and irresistibly attracted to him, every cell in my body is deeply attracted to him.

At that moment, I found the meaning of life.

There is no reason, it is inevitable.

This is an inevitable fate.

Ahhh... I think I must exist in this world just to be loved by him.

The moment he held me in his arms, I felt that I was the happiest girl in the world.

At that time, I naively believed that I was the girl who would always be loved by him.

No one can compare to me. I am his first and his favorite.

But I was wrong, very wrong.

Compared to all the girls he had hugged, I seemed so insignificant.

It was so insignificant that he was unwilling to give me even a little bit of love, and was unwilling to say even a word to me.

"Can't love me"... Why is this happening?

Is it because I'm not beautiful enough?

Although my appearance may not be as good as Aphrodite, I think I am no less beautiful than Athena, Hestia, and Demeter.

...But why doesn't he want to look at me more?

Is it because I'm not noble enough?

Indeed, I am not the noble god who resides on Mount Olympus. I am the underworld lord of filth, decay, and death, despised by humans.

...But this is not what I wanted!

Is it because I am not gentle enough? Is it because I am not kind enough?

Or is it just because I'm Hades?

Because I am Hades.

Because I am a goddess who is born unable to be loved by anyone.

Humanity spurns me, no one will offer sacrifices to me, no one will offer faith to me, poets will not sing praises to me, heroes will not respect me.

The gods fear me. I am the cold, empty and dark underworld itself. Every time I appear on Mount Olympus, they feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.

Even he who "defined everything about me"

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this.

I don't care what other people think of me.

All I wanted was his approval, his love... to get what was rightfully mine, nothing more.

But even this is an unattainable luxury.

I racked my brains but couldn't figure out why this was happening.

I tried every possible way to get his love and make him look at me more.

I deliberately wore a revealing robe, dyed my hair bright red, and put on makeup to look like his favorite goddess, Aphrodite.

It is said that the prototype of the belief in the goddess of love and beauty is a pair of goddess sisters with two pillars in one body from the East. The elder sister is the queen of the underworld and the younger sister is the Venus goddess of love and beauty.

Therefore, as Hades, I have similar structures to Aphrodite, and it is easy for me to imitate her.

It really looks like me. Even Aphrodite was so shocked when she saw me dressed like that.

I am complacent.

I thought this would attract him.

However, when he saw me like this, he showed a very straightforward expression of disgust.

I will never forget that look, it was like looking at something dirty! Don't look at me like that!!!

Today, my hands are shaking.

Today, I feel heartbroken.

Why is this happening?

I gave everything, but I couldn't get the little love I wanted.

Why God do you give me this pain?

What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong?

Rod...

Rod...

I, I, I, I really love you, why do you treat me like this?

Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe. Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe.

He is absolute.

He is the Most High.

He is the truth.

He doesn't love me, and there's nothing wrong with that. I'm the one who's wrong.

I would never question his reasons for not loving me because even now I believe he is always right.

Well...if not being able to get his love is my inevitable fate, then it would be fine even if I could get his hatred.

I've figured it out. I want to destroy everything he has.

I decided that I would make him feel the pain that I felt.

As long as I can leave even a little bit, even a tiny bit of a place in his heart, my existence must be valuable.

otherwise

The wailing goddess named Hades, whose existence itself is meaningless.

I assert this.

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"What do you think?"

Hades looked at Atalanta.

She neither imprisoned the huntress who was traveling with Rhodes nor threw her back to the ground.

The goddess of the underworld said to her with an interested expression, "If it is you who hates men more than anyone else.

Atalanta, I'm sure you will understand and comprehend my hatred and my anger.

How hateful and ugly this man is, he should be tortured forever like Prometheus.

Tell me, what kind of person is Rhodes in your opinion? How should he be treated? "

"..."

Atalanta bit her lip and couldn't say anything.

Hades raised his eyebrows and said, “Hmm…Isn’t it true that you were fooled by that guy?

It's okay, you can stay in the underworld as long as you want, I allow you to be a witness here... until you wake up like me."

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Rhodes was thrown into the prison of the underworld by Hades.

Hanged high up like a roast goose.

He lost an arm, his body was torn and tattered, and even his spiritual base was sealed.

In short, it is impossible for Rhodes to escape from the Queen of the Underworld now.

Just as Hades said, she would never let him go so easily.

Rhodes would be tortured for eternity in this underworld full of death and nothingness, using his pain to please Hades.

"……Ugh."

Rhodes sighed helplessly.

The pain in my body has gradually faded away, but my mind is still extremely confused.

Although he had already anticipated this development before entering the underworld.

However, after experiencing Hades' deep hatred for himself, he still felt a little heartbroken.

"That's really unreasonable. At least give me a chance to explain myself."

While Rod was daydreaming, the whole day passed.

time flies.

The morning after being thrown into the cold dungeon, a man came to guard and take care of Rhodes.

Coincidentally, it was someone I knew.

"…Rod."

Atalanta stood outside the iron bars, looking at him sadly.

"Ah... Ata, long time no see."

Hades in the underworld is omnipotent, so she would feel at ease to let Atalanta guard Rhodes.

"What do you mean it's been a long time? Didn't we just meet yesterday?"

Atalanta opened the dungeon door with a wry smile, then took Rhodes down from the hanging iron chain and began to feed him food bit by bit.

"I didn't expect that I would have Sister Ata to feed me in the underworld. I am truly the happiest person in the world."

Rhodes leaned on the Greek huntress's shoulder and ate his porridge.

"Stop being so talkative."

Atalanta shoved the spoon hard into his mouth.

After finishing the feeding, she stood up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Atalanta turned around and put her hand on her chest, looking as if she was worried about something and wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Just say whatever you want to say."

"Rhode...what Lord Hades said is really all false, right?"

Rhodes did not hesitate and replied with a smile: "Unfortunately, everything Hades said is true."

"...That's it."

Atalanta lowered her eyelids with a gloomy expression.

She must have suffered an unprecedented blow. Rhodes felt a little heartbroken when he saw her reaction.

"I am leaving."

Atalanta threw down a blanket and hurried away from the cold underworld prison.

"…Hey, at least put it on me!"

The roast goose hanging in the air shouted in despair.

the next day.

Still at noon on the surface, Atalanta would come to feed Rhodes lunch, and he could not see anyone at other times.

Hades did not show up today and did not come to torture him.