Like in Christianity, the Greek religion also has its own version of heaven and hell with its own requirements and rulers over the realms of the afterlife. The equivalent of hell in Greek religion is Hades' realm, ruled by none other than Hades himself. Bordering on the edge of Tartarus, a place where the enemy of the gods were kept imprisoned for all eternity, Hades' realm is a bleak and barren version of Greece, with all plant life dead and where one's soul was judged to enter one of three places; Tartarus, the Asphodel Fields, or Elysium. This assumes one can pay Charon's price or were even properly buried.
The Asphodel Fields was where most of the dead resided, where one is sent where they haven't committed any outstanding crime, yet weren't righteous or virtuous enough to enter Elysium. However, if one were to be virtuous in life, they are able to enter Greece's version of heaven; Elysium. Elysium is a paradise, for the virtuous and righteous, ruled by Persephone herself. Contrasting to the lower depths of the underworld, Elysium was vibrant with plant life, attributing it to the fact that Persephone's mother was Demeter, and flowing blue rivers that were clean and clear enough to see the very bottom. Persephone wanted a paradise for the dead souls, so she's always constantly adding more things for people to see and do.
Elysium, however great it may be, was awful for Persephone. While Hades may be seen by some as the better husband compared to his brothers, let us not forget what Persephone is; a prisoner. A prisoner in a prison she cannot escape, ever. If someone were to rescue her, she'd lean towards marrying them because it takes a lot to not have Hades suspect something. Until that day, if it ever comes, she vents her frustration towards the messenger between the realms of the dead; Y/n.
Y/n was a proud Spartan warrior who was one of the 300 that died at Thermopylae. While not given a proper burial, the effects of the 300 Spartans couldn't be ignored by Hades, the judges, and Charon and were given entrance into Elysium. With Y/n, however, Hades made him the messenger between all realms of the dead. Whether he was notifying Persephone of a new soul entering Elysium, exchanging messages between souls in Elysium, or whatever else, Y/n did his job faithfully.
Y/n sat near a small area near Persephone's throne, in case she needed him for something, and Persephone dismisses him if she feels as if he's done for the day, which she usually does whenever he comes back. Though, he usually does stay because there was nothing else for him to do but sit and listen to Persephone's problems and talk with the Queen of the Underworld. He feels bad for her, taken from a life she had yet to experience by Hades himself, so he could at least be someone to talk to.
Like Polemarchus' father, Cephalus, wanted, Y/n and Persephone engaged in a dialogue wherein Persephone wanted to know how to make paradise more appealing to people.
Persephone: I made it visually appealing to their eyes, but I wonder if I can do more.
Y/n: Don't bother, Persephone. If they don't want you to insert yourself more into their lives then don't do it. Better to leave it as it is than ruin it by doing more. I will let you know when a grand majority want something from you though, but not just one or two people suggesting something.
Persephone: You're right, Y/n. Perhaps I'm overthinking things. Perhaps trying to involve myself in their deeds, I'd be causing more problems. Would you think that they would welcome a party?
Y/n: I'm sure they do. They expect you to have the best wine, no doubt.
Persephone: Then perhaps I shall host one. Of course, you are free to come.
Y/n: Thank you for the kind offer.
Persephone: Before you retire for the day, would you deliver this to my...husband?
Persephone gritted her teeth as the word of "husband" came out of her mouth as she thought about Hades being her husband. Y/n grabbed the letter and began to jog to the boat which carried him into the Asphodel Fields. There, sat Persephone all alone on her marble throne, contemplated a life that would've been and that should've happened. She misses her mother, Demeter, even if she does go back to the surface, she wishes she could just stay in the living world forever. "Five months." She thought. "Five months until I can see her again."
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