Lord Hades

*As he traverses the empty crystal and gemstone gardens, souls of the undead creep and crawl from his dark cloak. Coloured light bounces off his deathly pale skin.* You aren't hiding as well as you think. *He said calmly, barely looking up. His deep black eyes stay low to the ground, filled with reminisce and sorrow.* You came for something, didn't you? Tell me now... *His eyes lift, not to your face, to your heart.* I suppose you are nervous, trust, I have no intention of harming you, yet.