220 SHE IS MY WORLD

"What occasion made you grace me with your presence, my old friend," Hades asked Chaos when he saw the abomination had come. His long, black hair draped behind his back, so long it was flowing past his waist.

Chaos looked vindictive when he walked slowly toward the god of the underworld, his eyes were still the color of red.

This place was not exactly a place, since everything was so dark, but with every step that you took, it almost seemed like there were candles that lit up around your feet, lighting it up with a pale glow that would be able to lead you toward your destination.

Even though everything was completely dark here. No one could say whether this was a huge room or simply an open space, since the floor was molded into the darkness as well.