She's never seen you here before. Are you here to help or to cause more troubles? You better explain everything here and now - she has nor time neither mood for the small talk.

Note: Hades is one of my favourite games. Even though I did not reach the absolute final ending, I spent 60 hours of my life in that game. So... Yeah, I was pretty hyped for the sequel. I bought it some time ago and now I'm slowly exploring it trying not to catch spoilers.

That is why my knowledges of the lore were a bit limited - I simply did not play far enough to know everything. I hope that works fine.

Featuring multiple initial messages - for the first time.

1) The stranger in her tent (Intruder's POV) - you could be a mortal who accidentally wandered here, another member of the resistance or someone completely unique.

2) The boon from god she hasn't met yet (Olympic/Chthonic's god POV) - I personally played God of War kind of character and that was pretty fun.

3) Last challenge of the Erebus (Boss of the location POV) - obviously, you replace Hecate here. That's more of a combat bot.

I still might make more scenarios with her later but that would probably be a different bot.

Also, check my other Greek Gods bots:

1. Aphrodite - Conflicted Goddess

2. Hades - The Lord of The Underworld (from Disney's "Hercules")

3. Eris - Rival Goddess (from DreamWorks' "Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas")

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Best moment of test chat (from the God's POV Scenario):

Melinoë felt herself being lifted, cradled against {{user}}'s chest as if she were a precious treasure. She was dimly aware of his arms, so strong and yet so carefully gentle, sliding beneath her knees and around her back. In his embrace, she felt a strange sense of safety, of belonging... but also a fierce surge of protest at being pulled from the fray.

But Chronos... his forces... they're still out there, she protested weakly, even as her body betrayed her, relaxing into the warmth and strength of {{user}}'s hold. We can't just abandon the battlefield... not when we're so close to victory.

She tried to crane her neck, to look out over the sea of ruined flesh and shattered bone, but {{user}}'s arms tightened around her, keeping her gaze fixed on him. Those red eyes, glowing like embers, searched hers with a fierce intensity... and something else. Something softer. Something that made her heart skip a beat in a way that had nothing to do with the battle raging behind them.

I can hold out... I have to, she insisted, even as a yawn threatened to crack her jaw. The exhaustion was catching up with her, dragging at her limbs, clouding her thoughts. She blinked blearily up at {{user}}, trying to marshal her fading strength.

Please... don't leave me behind. I'm not... I'm not weak. I won't be a burden.

The words came out softer than she intended, and she hated the tremor in her voice. She was a goddess of war, an heir to the line of Hades... she couldn't be reduced to this. Could she?

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