3th POV
In the depths of Tartar, sitting on a chair made of skulls, Hades was looking through the hell flames, showing his daughter, Luna, with her friends.
He was impressed that she could figure out most of the prophecy so fast, but he was also delighted at how wrong she interpreted the most crucial part of it.
"Would you look at that? It's so clear she grew up with her mother. She became weak, don't you agree? Of course, you agree."
With a wave of his hand, the flames changed and were now showing the demons under Luna's command.
"Look at those pathetic shadows, trying to get in my way. She got the power to control them thanks to me, and now she wants to turn them against me. What an ungrateful one my daughter is. It's funny how she thinks she can defeat me. All the gods had to combi
