Hades stayed silent, 'I know this is an illusion but–but still.' He thought as a single tear rolled from his eyes. Ela wiped it from his face and continued to say "I am not an illusion, Hades. I am in my soul form after this I will become one with your soul, but that is not why I came to talk to you."
"Why did that happen to me? What wrong did I commit?" Hades spoke in a soft voice. Ela stayed silent as she said
"It is not your fault, sometimes fate moves in mysterious ways. All we need to do is continue to move onward. Everyone loses sometimes, Hades. No matter how powerful, they all lost a battle at some point, but they didn't let that stop them; they moved on. Fought harder and eventually they won, you must also fight harder, don't let my death stop you."
"I fight for you, to protect you and the peace, but now that you're gone, is there any reason to continue fighting? Who am I fighting for?" Hades asked in anguish as tears flowed from his eyes.
"If you are only fighting to protect your peace, your love, and your vengeance, then you have no reason to fight at all. Fight not for yourself but others, if it were not us, then someone else will lose their peace, their loved ones will watch as their lives get trampled on. Fight for them, and in doing so, build your peace." Ela said with a smile at the end, Hades didn't know whether to cry or laugh at her.
"I don't believe in fighting for others but I do believe in fighting for oneself. I swear an oath to you my love, from this movement on I will protect the world, fight for it and make sure that every being is treated fairly. I will make sure that no one will ever live in the pain that we felt, and finally thank you love" Hades said as his body was completely healed at this point, Ela smiled at him before disappearing into him.
He blinked.
And suddenly the pain faded into the background. Hades sat up. His fingers curled into the blood-soaked dirt and found a broken tooth. Hyperion's tooth. He smiled.
Hades rose, his body broken, divine blood leaking from wounds like rivers—but his eyes burned with clarity. Hyperion stepped forward. "Still trying? Fine." He fired a beam. Hades dodged by inches, his instincts sharpened.
Hades looked around, replaying the fight up until now, studying it to the best of his ability. He understood there is only one way to hit Hyperion right now, and that is to bait him into losing his rage. "Honestly, though, how does it feel?"
Hyperion stopped as he asked, "What?"
"How does it feel knowing that your title was stolen by a god half your size and half your age?" Hades said, "How does it feel that you have to hide and attack someone whom you believed to be weak? How does it feel that the woman you like wanted me instead of you?"
With every word, Hyperion's temper flared as he watched Hades continue to insult him as he said, "You bloody bastard," and released a beam of light, which was seen by Hades, and he immediately shot a beam of divine energy at it. Under the infinite power of Hades' divine energy, the light was taken over in an instant. The explosion tore upward, blasting through Hyperion's back, shredding chunks of flesh, and exposing his golden spine. His roar shook the skies.
Hades didn't stop. He weaved between beams of light using broken terrain and environmental traps. He bounced light off surfaces, feeding illusions of movement while laying more snares. Hyperion grew impatient, firing indiscriminately, but each shot weakened him, and the domain began to flicker. Then he grinned and said, "You think this is over? You think you're clever?"
He extended his hands, and a beam of light shot forward, hitting Hades in the chest. Immediately, his light turned black. "I will take even the light from you." And he did. Hades gasped as his vision dulled. The divine light in his body–the light which is a consciousness of a divine being—was being put to sleep. His veins turned grey. His wounds stopped glowing. He fell to one knee, his power vanishing. Hyperion walked toward him, triumphant. But Hades was waiting.
In his last moments of fading power, Hades reached into the dirt and pulled out a weapon. A weapon made of bones, its body was made of Ela's spine, and on top of it was Hyperion's tooth, and it stabbed it up into his hand, breaking the curse as Hyperion screamed so much that it even reached the heavens. Cronus, who was sitting on his throne, opened his eyes as the scream reached his ears.
Hades bit his thumb off to activate a blood seal written into the Hyperion's tooth, one he had crafted just now. The tooth lit up and then shot a beam directly into the sun above Hyperion, bending its light back. The beam struck Hyperion from the sky itself, a thousand-ton bolt of focused light turned against its master. The sound was deafening.
Hyperion screamed as his body erupted into golden blood, chunks of divine muscle flying in all directions. His left arm was torn clean off, and one of his eyes burst like a supernova. He flew backward, crashing into the mountain with such force that it cracked the rock like brittle glass. When the dust cleared, Hyperion lay there, twitching, a crater beneath him, his body still burning, and Hades stood up barely as his body began to heal rapidly.
He walked up to him, looking Hyperion in the eye as Hyperion said with effort, "M–M-mercy, p-e-a–please"
Hades looked at him and said, "Don't have any, not for you," before shooting a finger beam into his skull, killing him. The world erupted with a brilliant light to signify the loss of life, this light then showered the world with particles which turned the previously broken, ashed-up valley and turned it back into a garden. Unique flowers bloomed from the ground with yellow petals and brown centers. They were sunflowers, rows and rows of sunflowers covered the previously desolate valley with beauty.
"This Valley from now on will be known as Elaristhéa's valley," Hades said and flew away.