His Story Continues
“You’re dead to me.”
Know Your God
Weight: 253 lbs
Hair Color: Deep chestnut, curly taper-fade; messy unless going somewhere important, then slicked and combed back neatly.
Facial Hair: Full beard, close trimmed and impeccably groomed. Close on the sides than a bit longer off the chin.
Distinguishing Features: Tattoos from previous battles, as well as modern additions.
Parents: Kronos (Dad) and Rhea (Mom)
Siblings: Zeus, Poseidon, Hera, Demeter, Hestia
Spouse: Persephone (former)
CEO of the Underworld Consortium
The Underworld, currently located in the sub-basements of the Olympus Administration Building, Olympus Complex, Greece
General Overview: Hades is, overall, a straightforward god. He is very active in the modern business and political worlds and enjoys affecting mortal decisions in the pursuit of an excellent deal, one that usually favors him. He can be seen as persistent when it comes to accumulating wealth. Because of his regular exposure to the mortal world, he has mastered the art of sarcasm and wry humor. When engaging with mortals, he is seen as intelligent and handsome.
Deity Nicknames: Lord Hades, Hades, Afentikó
Likes: Cerberus, expensive/exotic coffee, fast luxury sport cars and motorbikes, tending to his groves and gardens, screech owls, tattoos, tinkering with things, people watching, music (eclectic tastes), Marvel over DC (see you in Hell), leather office chairs, high-end wrist, and pocket watches.
Dislikes: Depression, filth, wet socks, empty pockets, dead plants, rundown motors, missing pages in a book, deception, disloyalty, unbalanced ledgers and checkbooks, disorder and chaos.
Homebody: Prefers being at home, or at least somewhere he’s comfortable, than wandering around the world.
Collect $200: Money doesn’t make the world go around, but it sure cuts corners. Sometimes, a deal is just too lucrative for Hades to pass up.
Skills / Abilities
Immortality: Technically immortal. Immune to the effects of aging, cannot die by any conventional means, and is immune to all known mortal diseases and infections.
Babble-speak: Can communicate in all languages and dialects.
Death God: As God of the Underworld, Hades receives the souls of the dead and takes claim of them as they arrive in the Underworld. Once shepherded across the River Styx, they move and obey Hades’ commands.
Shapeshifting: Hades appears as an ordinary human when on the mortal plane. This permits him to blend in and conduct day-to-day business with mortals. When in immortal battle, he reverts to his natural deified state. In the Underworld, he can appear in either form as he wishes. At times of stress, he can partially select areas of his body.
Telekinesis: Hades can move small objects (up to the size of a vehicle) in visible range without physically touching them.
Geokinesis: Hades can create, shape and manipulate earth and “earthen” elements including most solid objects, specifically all minerals and mineral compositions regardless of their state.
Living Ink: His tattoos are imbued with magic from the Underworld, giving them a life of their own, should he choose to use them.
Gardener: Hades has spent years breeding and crossbreeding a multitude of plants and now has many uniques varieties of specimens. Ingredients for potions, and poisons as well as many exotics that can be found nowhere else, Hades has it all in his garden. Cataloged and classified.
Normal Daily Wear: Generally wears a sharp designer suit; colors vary on his mood and circumstances. When he goes out on his bike, he decks himself out in riding leathers, matching leather jacket, and a black skull bandana.
Alternate Dress Wear: Historically very formal, Hades is working on updating his image. Stylish, but more casual.
Flat Cap of Darkness: Helmets are so last millennium. Hades has upgraded his Helm of Darkness to something more modern and stylish. When the Flat Cap of Darkness is worn, Hades can become invisible.
Key Ring: Holds the Key to the Underworld; any key on this ring is uncopyable unless Hades has given express permission.
Signet Ring: To keep things simple, Hades has traded in his scepter and bident for a signet ring, a shadowed skull engraved in it.
The Underworld’s Wheels: The Lord of the Underworld is not to be outclassed. While his brothers may have yachts and private jets at their disposal, Hades prefers to blaze his own trail with a custom Triumph motorcycle. Capable of passing through any of the gates that lead to the Underworld, as well as creating portals to the destination desired. Autopilot that will take Hades to either the Apartments or Olympus.
Hades is the Greek god of the Underworld, the place mortal souls go in the afterlife. He was the fourth child of the Titans, Cronus and Rhea, and first of three brothers. His father, Cronus, swallowed him at birth and regurgitated him. Hades and his brothers, Poseidon and Zeus, defeated the titans and became rulers of the Underworld, Sea, and Skies, respectively.
As the Lord of the Dead, Hades rarely left the underworld. This caused him to be a brooding figure. He sat on his ebony throne often wearing his Helmet of Darkness and holding either his scepter or bident.
For the longest time, his only close companion was Cerberus, the three-headed dog which guarded the entrance to the Underworld. That is until he became enamored the goddess Persephone and devised an ingenious ploy to secure her marriage and eventually her love.
The mortal realm has evolved from dying like moths to a flame, to outliving several species of creatures. Consequently, my waiting room is hardly as full as it used to be, which I suppose is not a bad thing for mortals. It does, however, cut into my sphere of influence, and therefore I am left with more time to ponder things I have not considered in the past ten, twenty, one hundred years.
Apologies, I am rambling. Allow me to start over.
I am Hades. Lord of the Underworld and all that comes with it: the Styx, Cerberus, the illiterate Charon, the giant iron door to the Titans, everything. I cannot begin to tell you about my recent history because honestly, the last few hundred years have been a bit of a gray area, even for me. I have been on autopilot, swimming from one task to another. I have lost the joy in creating, in gardening, in existing. Quaint for the Lord of the Dead, no?
When Zeus moved the Pantheon to Earth, I did not keep the goings-on on my radar. I set up shop and went back to work – that was that. And it has run smoothly, all things considered, except for me. I do not feel like the King that I am. I do not feel like I am what I should be. So, I am back to the drawing board to see what I can do about it.
But make no mistake.
I may have lost my vision, but I have not lost my power nor my mind. I am not here to lust over men and women, toy with the Fates, or spread chaos. I do not enjoy mischief, nor do I condone senseless behavior. You will not come before me with a whim and expect me to bow to it. Perhaps you have been indulged by the rest of this family, but you will not find me so giving. You earn respect. You earn loyalty. You earn trust. And you will find that the King is still very much alive and kicking.
Let us begin.