The Legendary Emperor King

In the laboratory of the Amazons' palace, Selena looked at the other physicians with tired eyes and repetitive yawns...

A physician, noticing her exhaustion, smiled. – Go rest, doctor. –

Yawning, he stretched his muscles. – It's true, I haven't slept much... – she admitted, withdrawing from the laboratory.

…

Minutes later, in Selena's quarters...

Selena, lying on the bed, stared at the ceiling. – I don't even want to bathe... – she muttered, sighing.

"I have to talk to the king about Alander's death, I need him to be my rescuer..." she thought, placing one hand on her forehead.

"Before I go to sleep, I wanna see Alexia! She has completely disappeared, I'll take advantage of the fact that Elli and Aldir are not here..." she decided, getting up.

...

Alexia's room...

Alexia, wearing heavy gloves on her wrists, and heavy boots on her legs, and holding katana in her hand, was drenched in sweat as she trained in the Art of the Amazons.

Exhausted, she fell to the ground, breathing heavily. – A nap won't hurt... – she said, closing her eyes and falling asleep.

Selena, knocking on the door non-stop, called out. –Alexia! Alexia! 

Selena opened the door. – Alexia?! Why don't you open the door?! I know you're here! – she exclaimed, searching for her.

Seeing her lying on the ground, she screamed. –ALEXIA!!! – and ran to help her.

… 

Hours later, back in the lab, Alexia was sitting on a bed, drinking a glass of water.

Selena Glayder, looking at her with her hands in her pockets, ran her hand over her face. "I'm soo tired..." she sighed in her thoughts. – Why do you do this to your body?! You're training like crazy... – she exclaimed, looking at her defined and well-developed body.

Princess Odyssey entered the room, looking at Alexia. – Girl! Where is your head?! – she questioned with a mother's posture.

Looking down, Alexia said. – I want to help the king in the war! I don't want to be a burden to him anymore..." Alexia admitted with a smile.

Selena, behind Odyssey, put her hand on her face. "I'd better leave, it's a mother-daughter moment..." she reflected, sneaking out.

Odyssey looked at Alexia. – Is this serious?! Selena, is that what I heard?!

Selena turned, nodded. – Yes, yes! That was it, ma'am...

Looking at Alexia, Odyssey put her hands on her hips.

Looking at his mother, Alexia immediately lowered her head. – Mom, I want to be useful! Everyone went to war and I stayed here doing nothing. All my life I've always been a child, with no ability to protect myself...

Odyssey knew that the problem was not about useful, it was not wanting to help, but rather to attract attention. She wanted the attention of her brother, what she only had in her supposed visions.

Odyssey raised her hand as if for a slap. "This girl!" she exclaimed within himself, with her hand raised.

Seeing her hand, Alexia shielded her face with her hands.

Selena, covering her face. "Unexpected..." Thought. – Princess Odyssey, I don't think that... – she said, but Odyssey interrupted her.

Odyssey ran her hand over her daughter's face. – The king will never accept this, least of all your cousin! Besides, you already help here in the palace, help with the feeding of the refugees, you are responsible for the servants... – she declared, trying to persuade her.

Looking at her mother, Alexia sighed. – Mom, that's what I'm tired of! Everyone treats me like a baby. I don't want that! I don't want to be treated like a simple child... – with a red face tilted down.

Odyssey sighed. – So, in that case... – she whispered, conforming to her daughter's wishes.

…

Hours later, still on Eurus continent, in the city of Alexandria, in the province of the gods. Arthur and Hera were riding in a meadow towards the border.

Hera, behind Arthur, grabbed his waist. – I forgot my clothes... – she sighed, remembering her divine clothes.

Looking at the horizon, his hair danced with the wind in the air. With an expression devoid of emotion, Arthur didn't make a point of answering.

The cold and emotionless character returned, it didn't take a single day.

Smelling Arthur's scent, Hera asked. – Is it true that you killed Aca and cut off his son's arm? – wanting to confirm the rumors that were going around the world.

Seeing some men in front, Arthur stopped his horse. – ... – he looked at them speechlessly, waiting to hear what they wanted.

A group of armed bandits, stood in front of the two.

The leader of the group looking at the two of them, seeing Arthur's special uniform, Hera's divine and voluptuous beauty and her white dress with gold lines and jewelry, smiled. – It's not often for two nobles to pass through these areas without an escort... – he sighed with a mischievous look that admired Hera's appearance.

The idiot didn't find it strange that Arthur wore such a uniform, nor did he recognize Hera, who was elected the most beautiful goddess in the world when she was not even an adult. The fool wanted to lose his life, especially since the one accompanying the first wonder of the world was a cold, calculating and morally dubious man on certain occasions.

– We only want a hundred gold coins and you can go... Or, if you don't have... – the foolish leader exclaimed, looking at Hera. – If you don't, she stays! – he ordered, imagining the pleasure she would give them.

...

On the same day, in the mansion on the island of Tartaros, where the sun never rises, Cyria/Persephone tended the flowers in the garden while humming.

Poseidon, approaching from behind, he demanded. – Persephone, where is my brother?! 

Humming, she ran her hands over the flowers, giving them her inner Qi and revitalizing them. – Why do you want to know? – she replied with a smile on her face

Looking at her, Poseidon thought. "Does this woman have the audacity to give me her back?!" Veins appeared on his face. – I found monsters attacking pirates at the sea! – he declared, waiting for an explanation.

Ignoring him, she continued tendin to the flowers. – I sent some vampires there! It was just a way to get your attention... – Persephone revealed, smiling with a calm and serene expression.

Veins bulging in his face, Poseidon grabbed her arm and pulled her close to him. – You insolent, brat! Do you think my brothers will care if I kill you?! – he exclaimed, but her bright orange eyes, beautiful blond hair, and delicate face appeased his anger.

Looking at Poseidon, then at the man floating above the mansion, she asked. – Are you sure you can kill me...? – with a smile.

Squeezing her arm, Poseidon looked back. –Brother! – he exclaimed, letting go of her arm and kneeling on the floor. "He's getting stronger and stronger! One hundred and fifty years ago he already had an aura stronger than Zeus, but now he is certainly stronger than him!" he reasoned, trembling in the presence of a being who emitted an aura of darkness and dense death.

Hades/Dracula, shirtless with long black hair, his muscular, defined and rejuvenated body revealing that he has gone through a process of body reconstruction, floated with his arms outstretched, smiling. "After two hundred years, I finally reached the Dark Realm! I'm a Dark Titan now!" he said to himself with a smile of pleasure on his face. 

– Just like the moon, I rose and became strong! I am absolute... – Hades exclaimed, his voice echoing with the force of thunder and blocking the light of the moon. He opened his eyes to reveal red eyes devoid of life.

No one ever knew Hades' real name, he gained many names over the years. His real name was unpronounceable, it was not a known language, Apokolipse herself gave him that name.

Persephone, looking at Hades, her eyes almost taking the shape of hearts, said. – Husband...

Poseidon, on his knees, was sweating. "This aura is unlike anything I've ever seen! He's frighteningly stronger. How is it possible that such a monster exists?!" he thought as his eyes trembled.

Hades, landing in the garden, smiled, revealing his huge canines. – Poseidon, king of the seas, pirates, nymphs and mermaids! What brings you to the Island of Death? – he asked.

Poseidon, on his knees, replied. – Big brother, can I? – trying to find out if he could rise.

Persephone in Hades' arms, kissed him.

Looking down at Poseidon, Hades thought. "Today I'm your older brother?! Funny..." he thought, looking at him. – Don't act like you're like me! Stay on the ground! – he exclaimed, kissing Persephone again. "The time of the new gods is near! Even this slut is no longer of such use for me!"

On his knees, Poseidon sighed. "Habitual lack of consideration, some things do not diminish or evolve..." he thought. – All right, brother! But I came because an army of Vampires and Furies has been invading my territory and attacking my men...

Looking at Poseidon, he laughed. – Your territory?! Let me get this straight, do you want me to tell my servants not to feed on your vagabond robbers?

On his knees, Poseidon replied. – Yes! Cyria told me that she was the one who allowed it...

Persephone, in Hades' arms, looked at him. – They approached the Ocean of Death, they were breaking the treaty... – she vented, seeking Hades's understanding.

Poseidon, still on his knees, thought. "That woman!" he thought, looking at Persephone, he said. – That's not true, brother! Some vampires and furies have been seen in our territory, we tried to stop them, but they fled to your territory, and my men were still on the tail, and we killed some on the border...

Hades, looking at Poseidon, turned his back on him and entered the mansion with his wife. – See which of the vampires caused trouble and kill them! We can always make more..." he ordered, entering the mansion with his hand on her back.

Poseidon, on his knees, watched them leave. – This man is the strongest of all! How is it possible that that weakling reached this level?!" he thought, looking at the mansion.