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Why do Greek gods have such names and roles? I have wondered a bit about that myself. Why is there a god for this and that--? The answer is simple!

After the fall of Cronos the world needed stability and the gods took it upon themselves to be justified by roles. A few minor gods were neutral without roles but the most known were those with roles. Goddesses like Eris would soon be known as the goddess of strife, meaning she has yet to obtain that title.

So finding her would not be easy at all since she hasn\'t made her big debut. Perhaps if I can find it I can change the fate of this world, but how do I find a god who has yet to be known?

I alighted from the elevator and strode over to the huge waiting hall heading to the exit, my outfit was still stained with blood but that did not bother me. What had me more transfixed was my current predicament, there was no way I could tell Hecate— she\'s already suspecting me. I would rather steer clear of her for now.

I scrolled through my phone a fourth time and hissed. There were no contacts on my phone, the storage was empty, it had been emptied recently. It brought me to two conclusions, someone had wiped my phone for some reason? Perhaps the same person that tried to kill Hades. To do a thing like that, that\'s why I had to buff the security.

The second reason is that Hades himself erased all his data because he knew someone was aiming for certain information on his phone.

I racked my already puzzled mind together, I could envision a thousand piece jigsaw puzzle scattered before me. Nothing was coming together, I was frustrated.

The second possiblity had me more gobsmacked than the first. For Hades to keep such a precaution could only mean he had made enemies— powerful enemies.

TSK! I hissed again as I tucked the phone in my pocket and walked out of the building and into the parking lot. This was getting me nowhere, nothing was.

It was like I was naked in an open clearing with a thousand arrows aimed at me from all sides. I have no leverage, even the information I have is failing me.

I staggered a little and head my head, was I having a migraine from overthinking things? It hurt like hell, my head had gone tipsy-topsy. I tried to pull myself together.

"Hmm?" I felt someone tap my back just as I was aiming for my car and stopped. Who could it have been to come close up to the god of the underworld like that without a care for their life. "Who dar—"

"Of sorry sir but I have to bother you with this." Said a sweet female voice that made my heart jump, I felt warm within just from hearing her speak. Where have I felt this before? "I\'ll be quick."

I turned my body slightly and looked at the woman behind me. She was wearing wore short silver dress that looked tight. I could see her smooth and petite structure, her breasts bulged a bit up front— for the record this was just my introspection not anything like interest or infatuation.

I could see a bit over her knee, her eyes was a bright shade of green, her hair was long strands of black falling down her back and covering half of her face.

"Whomp!" I threw my hand over my mouth, did I just say that? What was this?

She had a tantalizing sweet smell that invaded my senses making me think of things I didn\'t want to. Who the hell was she? My eye already hurt from using the cursed eye for too long, it needed a recharge.

"Hello, my name is Lenny. Can we talk somewhere more private please?" She had the sweetest voice, as she fidgeted and tugged at the hand bag she had over her hip.

THE CHARACTER "???" IS USING A CHARM ON YOU!

YOUR TOLERANCE LEVEL IS AT ITA LIMIT.

What the fu--!! Who is this bitch to think she can charm me? No wonder I\'m head over heels for this whore but how do I breal free from it?

My hands twitched by my side unable to resist the urge to manhandle her on the spot. I guess the gods are more human than they percieve to be.

When did she charm me? Was it when she touched me? Or perhaps her perfume? The more I breath it in the more my head gets lighter. I have to get away from her as soon as I can else I disgrace myself in public. I mustered up a sliver of willpower sufficient enough to turn my head away and begin to move but she grabbed me by the arm instead, now I was in a deadlock.

"Please, it\'s a matter of your life." My eyes shot up at her words, my head was light and I doubted for a second if I misheard her. "Coming here puts me in great danger too."

What\'s this? Does she know about who\'s after my life? Does she have information I can use? More importantly who is she?

"Wh-- what do you have to say?" I said with my back to her, there was no way I would risk breathing in more of her toxins. It was a hassle to stand as it was, hearing her out would help me a great deal.

My head suddenly regained it\'s composure and there was nothing but silence. "Hey, lady you do know who you are talking t—" I whipped my head around and she was gone. Just then I saw a black jeep riding away in the distance, was that her ride? How did she disappear from me just like that? Even my sixth sense could not alert me of her departure.

Could it be because I overheated all my skills from using them too much. In that case, upgrading them would be crucial to my progress of this story.

I pulled my hand out of my pocket and something slipped out, a piece of paper. I bent down to pick it up, on it was written a phone number.

0XX-6XXX-2XXX

TEXT DON\'T CALL!!

I quickly inputed her number into my phone to cautious too lose it. I slipped into the car, it was just as Hecate said— the smeer had been cleaned. Even if the note said not to call, I still tried it either way but it did not go through.

I tapped at my phone screen as I hit the message icon and was greeted by an advanced web page like a chatting platfrom from my world. I entered her number and saw the name "CHAOS BRIDE", and the bio— "LOVE IS A BITCH". There was the profile picture of a white bunny holding up a four leaf clover.

"How inconspicuous." I started to tap away when I realized I hadn\'t done anything like that in a while. To think the first person I would chat in a while would turn out to be a strange woman.

"GOT YOUR NOTE!" —SENT (0 SECONDS AGO.)

I ignited my car and off I went back to my abode, this time I did not drive too fast.

PING!

I took out my phone and typed in my password. "Let\'s see who you are ghost."

"APPARENTLY YOU DID NOT"— CHAOS BRIDE. (15 SECONDS AGO)

Oh-- was she referring to the call? But I thought it did not go through, I guess I have to be more careful with her.

"SORRY!"— SENT (1 MINUTE AGO)

"SOUNDS RICH COMING FROM THE GOD OF THE UNDERWORLD... "— RECEIVED (50 SECONDS AGO)

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"— SENT (45 SECONDS AGO)

"SO SERIOUS..."— RECIEVED (38 SECONDS AGO)

"CAN I TRUST YOU?"— SENT (20 SECONDS AGO)

"WHY ELSE DO YOU THINK I SHOWED YOU MY FACE?"— RECIEVED (0 SECONDS AGO)

I pulled into my mansion and walked into the building, I had asked Hecate to send some things over to my house, basic necessities and dog treats too. I needed to keep the house under full control and guard dogs at their best just in case.

I continued to keep the conversation going with the stranger, she might have shown me her face to win me over in a plot to entangle me in a trap. I\'m not so easily fooled.

PING!

"COULD BE PART OF YOUR PLOT, WHO KNOWS?"— SENT (5 MINUTES AGO)

"HOW DISTRUSTING OF YOU, I\'LL GET STRAIGHT TO THE POINT TOO!"— RECIEVED (5 MINUTES AGO)

"SOMEONE IS AIMING FOR YOUR DEATH!!!"— RECIEVED (4 MINUTES AGO)

"AND YOU CAN\'T TELL ME WHO?"— SENT (4 MINUTES AGO)

"NO!!"— RECIEVED (4 MINUTES AGO)

"I CAN PAY FOR IT!"— SENT. (3 MINUTES AGO)

"NO!!"— RECIEVED (3 MINUTES AGO)

"WHY AM I WANTED DEAD? WHAT\'S THE AIM?"— SENT (2 MINUTES AGO)

"WHO WOULD GRIEVE THE MOST OVER YOUR DEATH..?"— RECIEVED (1 MINUTE AGO)

"WHAT ARE YOU IMPLYING?"— SENT (1 MINUTE AGO)

I threw myself on my bed and sighed, since then the strange woman had been offline, she barely left our a slip up. But her last words did have me riled. Who would grieve the most from my death? Who and how did this woman know of this? Is she an accomplise looking to come clean? Just like that I felt as if I had just grabbed a piece of the puzzle with no where to put it.

The big picture was still out of my scope— for now that is.