@spxcemuses || rest in peace mister hades
“Whoa, are those bags callisto or what? You look terrible, sir! What happened this time? Wait, don’t tell me, I know this one!”
Placing an arm around the poor Lord of the Dead himself, the carefree Sleep tapped his pursed lips in thought. With an ‘err’ and ‘ahh’, he pondered loudly.
“Ah! I got it! Hercules! You had another run in with Hercules, didn’t you! Was it before or after trying and failing to take down Lord Zeus? Am I close at all? Hot or cold?”







