Meanwhile, in the realm of fate, the goddess Lythia paid a visit to the realm of fate. She had much to discuss with the goddess of fate, at the top of her list was the deal which was made between her and Nyx. But fate was a bitch, talking to her was nothing but frustrating. Everything that she said was cryptic and shadowy, unclear and foggy, leaving the one who sought answers with more questions than answers.
It also irked Lythia that fate divided herself, and there were three of her and they all liked to talk out of turn and cackle.
Staring at them, Lythia could already feel the need to stab two so that she could speak to only one.
She sighed reluctantly and said, "We need to talk."
"Another visitor from your realm. The underworld must really be desperate if I am being sought out this much." The first one said. It was the one in the middle.
"You didn't even say hello sister." the second said.
