After being sacrificed to Eros [Greek mythology]

Those hands are hairy, with small spines... like some kind of animal's claws.

Psyche was in a daze, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and dense cold sweat was falling like rain.

When I looked back suddenly, I saw that the surroundings were dark and there was nothing.

She couldn't help but let out a long breath.

... hallucinations?

Could it be that she was too nervous?

She knew that this cave was evil, but she didn't expect it to be so evil.Psyche silently recited the god-respecting mantra that her sister gave her, trying to stabilize her limp legs.

After walking forward for an unknown amount of time, a little gleam of light finally appeared in front of him.

Psyche seemed to be standing in front of a great river.

Even with the dim light around her, she could tell that the river was unusual.

The river water is like a piece of dark linen, without any feeling of flowing water, and there is no rushing sound of water splashing on the pebbles... like many sticky tree paints piled together, it is daunting.

This river is the Styx River, and this place seems to be the end of the cave.

As long as she crosses this river, she will officially enter the gate of the underworld.

Psyche was extremely vigilant.

She must not touch a little bit of river water, otherwise she will be sucked dry by the river Styx and become a ghost in the river, never to see the light of day again.

Psyche couldn't speak with the copper coin in his mouth, but his anxious eyes were searching for the way to cross the river.

After a long while, the boatman slowly rowed over from the other side of the river and asked her for the fare.

According to what Cupid said, Psyche dutifully pretended to be a dead man, and spit out a copper coin from his mouth to the boatman.

I thought I would encounter other troubles, but I didn't want to have nothing to say all the way, and reached the other shore smoothly.

——A monster with three heads and fangs like a dog appeared on the shore as expected.

The roar from that thing was enough to shatter the entire underworld, and a single claw could crush a human being.

It looks really terrifying, that kind of horror is different from the feeling of the monster Lu Junke, with a dense ghostly atmosphere, and it can tear people to pieces with one breath.

Psyche knew that this was the legendary dog ​​of Cerberus who guarded the underworld and never slept.

She didn't even dare to look at it, and just followed Cupid's teaching before, throwing the bread out of her hand.

The bread was made of common wheat, but it was soaked with honey—the tempting honey snatched from the Olympian banquet.

The bread really had a miraculous effect, and it directly attracted the three-headed monsters.

Seeing that the time had come, Psyche gritted his teeth and ran into the underworld boldly without hesitation.

For a moment, the roar of monsters, the whistling wind, and the howls of tens of thousands of wandering souls were mixed together, like sharp drills, penetrating into her brain from all seven orifices, eroding her body. her sanity.

Psyche was very uncomfortable.

She had never seen such a big battle, and she was full of fear, feeling that she was going to be ruined.

Cupid's stern figure loomed in front of her again, entwining her in every possible way, encouraging her, telling her that she was about to succeed, soon...

When Psyche opened her eyes again, she had already run out of the control of the vicious dog Cerberus.

Looking up, a huge palace made of black marble stands in front of you.

It is majestic, majestic and strange, revealing the turbulent breath of death.

Standing at its feet, whether it is a god or a human being, is as insignificant as a speck of dust.

This is the final place where the dead will be judged by Hades - the palace of Hades.

Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, lives here.

Psyche collected himself, he didn't know whether he was too scared or overjoyed, there was no trace of blood on his pale face, and he even forgot to breathe.

It was just a small fight just now, and the real test has just begun.

……

Every move of Psyche in this box was transmitted to Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, through the bronze mirror.

Persephone sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at it for a long time. At first she was just curious, but the more she looked at it, the more she felt incredible.

This ordinary little mortal girl has broken several levels in a row, and the obstacles Aphrodite set up for her are completely ineffective... She must not rely solely on luck, there must be someone behind her to help her.

Hades was dissatisfied with Persephone staring at another person for a long time, and walked over to wrap his beloved wife tightly in his arms, covered her eyes, and let her focus return to himself.

"It's just a mortal who doesn't know how to behave. What's so good about it? If you hate her, I'll send Cerberus to tear her up right away."

Persephone's sight was temporarily blocked by the black mist around Hades' fingers, and she had to temporarily withdraw her attention and look at Hades.

Suddenly she asked, "Hades, tell me, do you love me?"

Polsephone's skin is better than snow, and in the filthy and gloomy underworld, she is more like a twinkling star, elegant and noble.

At this moment, he is so sincere and focused that people can't move their eyes away.

Hades was deeply attracted by the incomparable charm of his wife.

"Of course." He said without thinking.

"But every time I leave, you feel bad, don't you?"

Persephone wrapped her arms around Hades' neck as gently as water, and asked him one sentence at a time.

Hades was enveloped by her moving aura, and his mind seemed to be controlled, and he fell dizzily along with her strength.

"Knowingly asking."

Persephone led him into the preconceived feelings, opened his lips lightly, and said lightly, "Hades, have you ever thought that my mother loves and misses me as much as you do. Every year, I come to Back and forth, mom and you both suffer equally."

The dark green fire in Hades' eyes was ignited again.

He pursed his chapped lips and stared at her dumbly.

"Persephone," he called out her name paranoidly, holding her arm stubbornly, "you are tempting me."

Persephone whispered, "Hades, do you really like my soul when you keep saying you love me? Or is it because you were hit by the golden arrow of Cupid that you have no choice but to love?"

Hades' heart trembled suddenly.

Persephone smiled.

It's hard to tell the difference, even if the god of love comes in person, he still can't see through the heart of a god.

...not to mention Hades, a god who has lived in the underworld for a long time and has a strong resentment like a ghost.

I have to say that Persephone's femininity is well controlled.

She is not as immature and ignorant as Psyche, who is at the mercy of others. She is more mature than Psyche, and she is more able to recognize what she really wants in her heart.

In a confrontation with a man, she can always skillfully use her appearance, words and deeds to soften a man silently and gain the upper hand quietly.

She missed Venus' golden arrow.

For her, love is dispensable.

Compared with love, she cherishes family affection more, and cares more about the feelings of her mother, Demeter, who gives her meticulous care, happiness and freedom.

The poor conditions in the underworld are just one thing. She is mainly afraid of her mother being sad for her year after year, so she doesn't want to stay with Hades.

But Hades here is sometimes so stupid that it makes people feel distressed.

Now, there seems to be a chance to have the best of both worlds.

Through the bronze mirror, Persephone knows that Psyche has come to the underworld.

Psyche is a man who loves God, and Persephone knows that Psyche is ordered by the Goddess of Beauty to ask for something from herself.

She happened to sell a favor, so that Venus would shoot a leaden arrow of hate—to Hades.

In this way, love and hate can be balanced, and the muddled relationship between her and Hades can end.

She can return to her mother with peace of mind and continue to live a carefree life in the free and sunny Olympus.

Mom doesn't have to cry all day long, Hades doesn't have to suffer from lovesickness, and she doesn't have to be caught between the two.

Persephone's red lips touched Hades' forehead.

She gently discussed with him, "Shall we go and help that poor girl? Don't let her go away empty-handed, just treat it as helping ourselves."

Hades was silent and pondered for a moment.

He persistently pinched the side of Persephone's neck, as if what pinched her was not a hand, but a pile of cold bones.

"Do you want Venus to help us separate our relationship?"

Hades' complexion was dark, and he already looked fierce, but his staring eyes made people shudder even more.

Persephone could not understand his nature any more.

"There's nothing better to do right now, is there?"

She lowered her eyebrows and rubbed the tip of his heart, "Hades, maybe you feel pain to leave me now, but it's just a golden arrow. When the god of love relieves all of this... Believe me, you are right for me I don’t even feel the slightest bit.”

……

Hades and Queen Hades finally reached a consensus.

In all fairness, Hades didn't like Persephone's proposal very much.

He was extremely reluctant to let her leave him, let alone break their love, how much he missed her, liked her... It's a pity that she said that was not love.

But he couldn't disobey her.

Ever since he brought her to the underworld forcibly, he has been like her servant, with a stern and strict appearance on the surface, but in fact he is submissive.

When Hades reluctantly followed Persephone to the hall of the underworld, the poor mortal girl named Psyche had been waiting in the hall for a long time.

Her clothes were thin, she couldn't help covering her arms, shivering, she didn't seem to have adapted to the cold temperature of the underworld.

Seeing Hades and Queen Hades came out, the girl immediately became terrified, clasped her hands next to her heart, and knelt down reverently and solemnly.

Hades cleared his throat, with a gloomy face, and was about to take out Pluto's money to sternly speak to Psyche, when Persephone coughed lightly, frowned and shook her head at him .

She tapped on the armrest of the throne with a piece of her little finger, and her expression seemed to say: The little girl has been frightened all the way, you still have the heart to frighten her again?

Hades retracted his tongue and could only keep silent.

"You are Psyche?"