Chapter 9
Arete sauntered into the long, dark, and smoky corridor of the underworld dungeon to visit the minor god of the underworld he partnered with. He’d forgotten the god’s name. Again. He had reminded himself to memorize it, but he forgot it every single time.
He looked around and found a quiet corner. Before the minor god entered the hall, Arete pulled out the tablet he had with him and did a quick search through his notes. There it was. Xecheron was the name of the underworld deity he was dealing with.
Xecheron preferred to be called a god, but Arete knew he was nowhere near that caliber. He had no rank, and he was the disgrace of all those with rank in the underworld. He was always seeking to move up the ladder. Arete knew Xecheron would never get anywhere, but his motivation se
