Escaping Asphodel

I guess it could have been worse. I could have ended up in the fields of punishment. Then again, it could also have been better. I could have been put in Elysium. But I don't deserve to be in there. At least, I don't think I do.
But what I do know, is that I'm dead, and I really shouldn't even know that. If everything had gone right, I should be wondering the fields of Asphodel without any hint of awareness, shrouded in complete ignorance like all the other souls here.
But I'm not.
I know things I shouldn't. I don't belong here. I'm not supposed to be in the underworld, I just know it. But Hades also knows these things, and he's not happy.
But it's just my luck that when the underworld finally catches up, it decides to kick me out. Back to the world of the living.
Only to meet a new companion, a girl who might just make my second life worth living.
But even she can't stop Hades from coming for what rightfully belongs to the underworld. But what if I never really did?