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   The last conscious word Kore had uttered was his name. She had then fainted and Hades had picked her up off the ground, carrying her over to the shadows. The Lord of Death shadow traveled to his palace, to the rooms he had created for her use alone. Gently, ever so gently, he laid her down in the bed and covered her up. He locked the door as he left to notify the servants of her arrival. He wanted everything to be perfect for her, to hopefully show her that there could be joy even in Hell. That it’s not the horrible place people speak of.  Well. That not all of his home is the hideous torment-hole people speak of.  With one last look