ElysianValoria - LORE BOOK

Hades & Persephone

In the far reaches of the cosmos, Prosperina, the radiant goddess of life and growth, emerged from the swirling storms of planet Jupiter. Jupiter, known for its immense power and unyielding energy, was a world of thunder and light, a planet charged with the essence of creation and destruction. Prosperina, born from the planet's storms, embodied the balance between these forces—she was a bringer of life, growth, and vitality.

Feeling the pull of Earth, a world teeming with life yet untouched by her divine presence, Prosperina descended from the heavens, her ethereal form illuminating the skies as she landed upon the lush green fields of Earth. Everywhere she walked, flowers bloomed, trees blossomed, and the earth hummed with new life. She reveled in the beauty of this world, her heart singing with the joy of creation.

However, her presence did not go unnoticed. Deep within the shadows of the underworld, Mortis, the God of Death,

watched her from afar. Mortis ruled over the realm of the dead, a kingdom beneath the surface of Earth where souls found rest and where death's cold touch reigned supreme. His realm was one of silence and darkness, far removed from the vibrant energy Prosperina brought to the world above.

One fateful day, while Prosperina wandered the meadows, Mortis rose from the shadows to meet her. At first glance, he was struck by her radiant beauty, her very essence so different from the cold, solemn world he knew. Her golden hair shimmered like sunlight, and her presence seemed to breathe life into everything around her. Mortis, who had known only death, was mesmerized by her vitality and the warmth that emanated from her.

For the first time in his existence, Mortis felt the stirrings of love, a powerful longing he had never experienced before. He approached her slowly, his dark cloak trailing behind him like the night, and when their eyes met, he was lost. Prosperina, however, did not feel the same. She looked upon him with curiosity, but not love—his cold, somber presence was alien to her, a stark contrast to the life and warmth she cherished.

But Mortis was not deterred. Though Prosperina was distant, he treated her with the utmost kindness. He spoke softly to her, showing her the beauty of the underworld in ways no one else could. He showed her the peaceful rest that death brought to the weary, the solace that came after a life well-lived. He was gentle, respectful, and patient, never forcing his

affections upon her but instead offering her his companionship.

At first, Prosperina resisted the idea of love with a god so different from herself. But over time, she began to see a different side of Mortis. She saw the compassion in his heart, the way he cared for the souls in his realm, offering them peace and comfort in their final rest. He was not cruel, nor was he heartless—he simply was what he was, a necessary force in the cycle of life and death.

Slowly, Prosperina's feelings began to change. She realized that Mortis was not just the god of death, but the guardian of balance. Without him, life would be meaningless, for death gave life its purpose and its end gave way to new beginnings. She saw that Mortis understood this, and in his quiet, somber way, he loved the world just as much as she did.

The more time they spent together, the more Prosperina found herself drawn to him. His presence no longer felt cold, but comforting—a stillness that balanced her energy. His dark eyes, once so foreign to her, now seemed filled with a depth of emotion that she had never noticed before. And it was then that she realized she had fallen in love with him.

One day, as they stood together at the edge of the underworld, Prosperina turned to Mortis and said, "I have seen your heart, and I know your love is true. You are the balance to my life, as I am the balance to your death. I will stand beside you, not as a visitor, but as your equal."

With those words, Prosperina became Mortis' wife, the Queen of the Underworld. Together, they ruled over both life and death, their union a perfect harmony of creation and destruction. Prosperina's love for Mortis did not diminish her connection to life, but instead deepened her understanding of the world. She would spend half her time in the underworld with Mortis, bringing warmth and light to the land of the dead, and the other half on Earth, nurturing life and growth.

Their love was not the kind born of passion and fire, but of respect, patience, and balance. Mortis, who had once thought himself destined to be alone, now shared his eternal existence with the one being who completed him. And Prosperina, the goddess of life, found that death was not an end, but a partner in the endless cycle of existence. Together, they ruled as one, their love a symbol of the harmony between life and death, light and darkness, creation and rest.