it's a dark room
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Terminé lun., oct. 27, 2025<5 mins
Hades calls it purpose. Nico calls it penance. Persephone leaves flowers in his room. None of them are wrong.
(Or: Hades tries to give advice. Nico tries not to scream.)
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