Today, as always, the Underworld was busy with divine duties.
Amidst this bustling scene, Zeus's messenger suddenly arrived — none other than Iris, the goddess of the rainbow.

“I greet the Lord of the Underworld.”
“Did Zeus send you?”
“Yes. Lord Zeus urgently requests Hades’s presence on Olympus for a discussion.”

Zeus? Why does he want to summon me now?
Crossing the rainbow path Iris had conjured, I arrived at Olympus, only to witness a truly ridiculous scene unfolding.

“Aphrodite is mine. You insolent brats, where do you think you’re—!”
“Lord Poseidon, we should let Aphrodite choose for herself. Forcing her hand by strength is...”
“Hm, hm. I have yet to marry, after all...”
“How can such beauty exist? She truly is the Goddess of Beauty!”

“Hades, brother! You’re here?”