He couldn't stay in the Underworld for too much longer. His anger, his heat was rising in the Underworld. He had to find a way to reign it in. Had to find a way to just make his anger disappear. But that was far from easy. Getting tired of being in the Underworld he flashed himself out and up to the mortal streets. He wasn't worried about who saw ( Read more... )

The Underworld sat alone in his home. Alone in his room. Just... alone. And he didn't really understand that concept. Not really anyways. It was a concept completely beyond him. And the lonlier he got the more his anger rose. And the more his anger rose... well, the more the heat in the air rose. If things in his mortal home were heat and fire ( Read more... )

Phlegethon had disappeared for a while. Not that it seemed to matter. He seemed to run under everyone's radars which was perfectly fine with him. Why bother making himself known. Making himself appear outside of his mortal home he unlocked the door and walked in. Looking around he scowled a bit to himself. Things were intensely complicated. Too ( Read more... )

After his talk with his brother, Thanatos and after regaining what was his from his sister, Styx , Phlegethon decided to take Death's advice and seek out Desire. Seek out Himeros. Not that he was even sure of where he would find him. Heading back to the mortal plane he headed back towards the lake. The one that he, himself, had encased with fire ( Read more... )

After attacking Moros and Nyx, Styx had been sent away, only to meet her sister Klotho by accident (or fate) on the banks of her own river. It was there that she finally learned why she did not seem to be herself lately ( Read more... )

Phlegethon couldn't believe it. He'd been thrown out of Lethe's and not because of something stupid he'd done or anything like that but simply because she was...

She's what? Heart broken? Can't control her powers? Or maybe its all of the above.Well, he didn't know what it was all about and he wouldn't let it get to him either. He was better than ( Read more... )

Lethe was in her home, finally safe there. She'd been away too long. Well it seemed too long. She'd kept herself away from everyone for a long time as well. Retiring mostly to the mortal plane. She did not need people. Gods at least. Not people. She did not need a God or Goddess ( Read more... )

He had yet to leave the Underworld. Though why he'd visited the place again, well, that had still eluded him. It wasn't like he wanted to be there. But maybe that was it. He was always doing things he didn't want to do. Not always, of course. But most of the time. Allowing his eyes to roam the place once more he shook his head.

What good does it ( Read more... )

After his encounter with the Olympian, Himeros he decided to go for a walk. No, he hadn't truly decided to go for a walk... he'd decided to clear his head. Not that he even really thought that possible.

Your an Underworlder, the Olympian shouldn't mean a damn thing to you. He's the enemyThe little voice in the back of his mind kept repeating that ( Read more... )

After wandering about and still no siblings, Himeros decided to occupy himself. Granted, he hadn't waited that long but he seemed to have caught onto Pothos' impatience ( Read more... )