In the Underworld, Hades dedicated tens of thousands of years to crafting the Underworld Clothes for each of the 19 gods. These garments were not just symbols of power; they possessed the ability to continuously improve.
The essence of the Underworld revolved around Hades, establishing a cycle where everything thrived through his strength. As time passed, Hades's power fueled the expansion of realms like Yellow Spring Biliangsaka and the other eight prisons, each growing boundlessly. With each surge in Hades's divine might, the Underworld transformed, becoming vast universes of their own, each prison an endless world shaped by Hades's will.
Hades, the Magic Star, Underworld Garment, and Ming Fighter represented a cycle centered around him. Likewise, Hades, the Underworld, and Hades Clothes formed another cycle. These interwoven elements illustrated Hades as the core of existence, the very root of the Underworld.
As Hades grew stronger, so too did everything around him, ensuring a perfect cycle of growth and power. With the authority of Pluto reclaimed and stepping into the realm of Titan main god, Hades began to witness the fruits of this cycle. The casting of Underworld Clothes marked the initial stages of this transformation, slowly culminating in a harmonious system.
Hades gazed at the remaining god stones scattered before him, no longer requiring a treasure house. In the Underworld, should enemies arise, the Magic Star would serve as their doom. The thought of any intruder entering his domain was laughable, for they would be met with death before they could comprehend the depth of Hades's power.
He contemplated the Gate of the World, recognizing its potential treasures. However, he ultimately decided against entering it. Though it may seem trivial to a Primordial god, Hades understood that at his current level, it was not the time to seek such power. Strength is relative, and even seemingly weak gods wield significant authority.
"The most pressing matter now is to enhance my divine power," he concluded, "to prepare for the impending Titan God War."
Returning to his throne, Hades focused on the distant horizon, contemplating the Titans' rebellion against their father, their rise to supremacy, and his path to becoming the true king of the Underworld. These were the dual paths of Hades, growth and authority, central to his destiny.
With his eyes closed, Hades practiced the laws that governed existence, intertwining the Kingdom of God, belief, and law. This triad of paths would accelerate his evolution, placing him on par with his brothers, Poseidon and Zeus, who are also biding their time, accumulating strength for the battles ahead.
In the midst of this, Aether, the God of Space, embodied maturity and stability. He nurtured his siblings while steering clear of unnecessary conflict. With a renewed identity as Charon, the warrior of the Underworld, he felt joy in his brother's rebirth.
Aether dedicated himself to research, generously sharing knowledge with his younger siblings. Hades, as the king of the Underworld, relied on the twin gods, Hypnos and Thanatos, as his trusted aides, guiding the management of their realm.
One fateful night, Aether ventured into the dark expanse of Nyx's internal universe, drawn by the anticipation of a new sister's birth. With this child, Erebus and Nyx would reach their limit, ceasing the creation of more gods.
As Aether approached, Nyx emerged, her gentle smile reflecting her admiration. "Aether, you've proven to be a steadfast son. You are always someone we can trust."
"Mother God! Thank you for your kind words," Aether replied, embodying the composure of a true leader.
Nyx continued, "But you plan to assign her a perilous mission, do you not?"
Aether met her gaze seriously. "I understand the risk to Eris, but Metis poses a significant threat. Her intelligence and decisiveness could spell trouble for the Underworld if left unchecked."
Nyx vanished with a satisfied smile, appreciating Aether's decisive nature, a trait befitting Hades's deputy.
At that moment, a new presence emerged, a figure with long blue hair draped in a red robe, holding a trident. It was Eris, the goddess of strife and discord, the final child of Nyx.
"What kind of mission awaits me?" Eris inquired, her eyes glinting with curiosity and determination.