Naomi
Landing on Olympus, Furo almost felt like a regular as he planned to once again speak with Hades. 'Almost' due to the fact that the world did not appear as it had the last he was here. It was a horrible sight, but trying to make everything pretty again was not the reason he came.

He wore a pair of soundproof headphones and a makeshift cloak. The latter simply adding extra warm to the abject coldness some of the worlds were projecting. A shame that people had to live in such a place.

Making his was to the Coliseum, Furo skipped the lobby area and followed the tunnel into the fighting pit. The boy reached out and grasped on the air currents wafting into the area. He arranged them just as he wanted to amplify any sound produced as he held them. With a deep inhale, he calmly and softly spoke.
# I HAVE QUESTIONS!"

Furo's voice boomed as the Coliseum shook and the his words echoed reverberated through into the air. Despite his own ear protection, he was still taken aback in the moment. 

If Hades did not respond to that, then he must not have survived whatever became of the world.
Holly
There is something in the air, hanging above your head with an alien familiarity. A cloying sensation, like walking through cobwebs. The meaning rests on the tip of your tongue, and it leaves a bittersweet taste.

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Your neurons are talking to you. A warning.
David
Nilus had no words as he stepped foot back home. He knew he had screwed up, he knew that choosing Pira over Olympus had been a mistake.. But how was he supposed to live with himself after witnessing this? 

Olympus was ruined, the Gods had been bound and shackled, nobody would reveal to him what happened to Hercules and Darkness covered the World.. And it was all his fault. If Nilus had simply chosen to prioritise Olympus first... Fuck. 

There was still time, there had to be. It wasn't over yet, Nilus could find this keyhole that Dado spoke of and he could seal the world into safety... He could still be a Hero. 

Nilus elected to begin his search with the only being he could think of who could possibly gain from this scenario. Hades, God of the Underworld. 

Nilus had barely stepped foot within the coliseum when he felt the shaking. Like an earthquake that threatened to tear down walls before the sound of a voice was heard. A voice that he had not heard before during his time at Olympus but instead at that magical tower that Dado had brought him to. Nilus followed the voice, all the way to the coliseum fighting pits and came face to face with Furo for the first time since his outburst at the Tower. 

"Thou wouldst not be alone in that. Hades? I l demand answers, what hath happened to my home? What hast thou done?" 

There was denial in his voice, not quite resigned to accepting this was all his fault.