Having traversed the long fissure, Iapetus once again arrived at the gates of the Underworld.
Unlike the ever-changing surface world, the Underworld often remained unchanged for millennia. But this time, at the gates of the Underworld, in addition to the familiar River Styx, Iapetus also saw a lake of fire.
It was a part of the Sun that had fallen, but after being tainted with the mixed aura of the present and the beyond within the Underworld, it could no longer return to the sky.
After staring for a while, the God of Speech silently warned himself that in Chaos, unless you possess the boundless power of the Twin Gods of the Dark Night, one's strength does not determine one's fate.
His own brother had once been so proud, but now he was locked in his own domain, watching his eldest son drive the divine chariot for his enemies.
"Greetings to you, Lady."
