The Land Of Sinners

Esma’s pov

“This is not underworld. I mean it is, in most sorts than others. but it is not a real place.” Orpheus said looking at the ground.

Three of us were sitting on the rock in a circle. Me and Asher were waiting for him to speak.

After he told us about the location of the necklace, there was a feeling of relief and distress. The necklace was worn by the queen of the underworld.

Last time I checked, it was Hecate. And I don’t have a very good relation with her.

Last time I talked to her was when she come to me in that dungeon. She saved me and disappeared. I don’t know if it was all according to her plan or what? She helped me for no reason.

Gods have a different way to do things. They do everything mysteriously. Nobody knows what they are up to. I have my fair share of meetings with these gods and one thing I have come to realise is that, never cross paths with a god.

It is us. The mortals. Who are always on the shorter side of the stick at the end.

“This is made by the Hades. Th