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[ For a deity who has lost a good amount of his powers as a god, the expression on his face is too calm and impassive. In fact, a smug smile decorates Hades' template as he strolls through his new surroundings, taking pleasure from observing the beautifully ornamented plants that decorate the green area he is at. Most of his calm demeanor, however, stems from sensing how the cosmos forces in this place are rather low, which reveals this prison is full of mongrels whom don't poise the slightest threat.
Not a single Saint or Specter is within vicinity. Not even Pandora, who sworn to be by his side, is close or nearby. He doesn't have the time to feel lonely-- ah, not that he would-- for all save for one cosmo, although bound and impaired as his own, still holds considerable power. A power that mirrors his own, proof of their bond and their intertwined fate. ]
Athena. So you too have been confined to this human jail.
[ Athena's presence doesn't poise a deterrent for his plan, however.
Even with most of his powers gone, when his human vessel used oils he was still able to bring death upon those he chose to make a portrait of. As per Hypnos and Thanatos' guidance, he ought to keep working on his masterpiece. ]
I have a promise to fulfill. I need painting oils to complete The Lost Canvas and I presume someone here should be able to aid me in acquiring the materials I request. [ Please your merciful God and you shall be rewarded with peace.