Go through the journey of a young boy named Y/N Mavros, who is the product of two worlds that have fated him to fight for the survival of the magical world.
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FASTEN YOUR SEATBELTS, ITS A LENGTHY CHAPTER, THIS ONE IS.
QUESTION OF THE DAY: WHO WAS THE BETTER HERO IN THEIR RESPECTIVE SERIES.
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-THE UNDERWORLD-
"My lord?" A voice calls out to Hades, who looks up from a piece of parchment and locks eyes with Thanatos, who is currently in his winged form. Hades keeps his ink-like eyes on his advisor, resting his hands upon the table he's leaning over.
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"What is it?"
Thanatos almost has a ghost of a smile on his thin lips, his solid white eyes squinted in satisfaction. "The third task has ended. The prince, as mortals would say, passed with flying colors."
Thanatos thought Aidoneus would atleast show a hint that he cared, but nothing on the gods face indicates that. Hades simply looks back down on the parchment and takes a seat, his face neutral like most times.
"Is that all you came to me for? I hope you have something else for me."
"Well yes.." The God of Death takes a few steps closer to his Master, standing a few feet away. "The fourth task will consist of the maze, and the Triwizard cup will be there. It seems everything is going according to plan..."
This earns a slightly raises brow from the god of the Underworld, flatting the parchment on the table before looking up once again. "And did you check to see if the Portkey was there, leading to the graveyard?"
Thanatos nods. "I did. It seems Riddles servant was still ordered to do so, even when the Potter boy wasn't entered..."
Hades can sense that Death has something to add, so he simply asks. "What else..."
Thanatos almost seems...some would say apprehensive, hesitant, as he folds his clawed hands together in front of him. "Forgive me for asking, but what if the prince doesn't succeed in touching the cup? As you said before, he needs to be there when the ritual happens. It would not be in our best interest for someone other than the prince to touch the cup."
