The heavens trembled. The cosmos itself seemed to hold its breath.
Hades and Uranus clashed, their battle shaking the very foundations of existence.
"You are strong, child." Uranus admitted, "Tell me your name."
Hades tilted his head, his brow raised, confused as to why he asked such useless question. But he decided to humor him, this is his "grandfather" after all.
"Hades, God of the Underworld?"
Uranus flinched for a brief moment, "...God of Underworld? Nyx allowed you to call yourself that?"
Hades shrugs, "Must be my charm. I'm simply irresistible."
"...no matter," Uranus raised his hands, "I will end you all the same."
The sky warped under Uranus' presence, his authority over the Primordial Sky commanding the boundless forces of the universe itself.
"You're not worthy," Hades attacked.
As they clashed, the stars realigned, the winds shifted, and space itself bent to Uranus' will.
Yet Hades was relentless.
