. . . Agreed. It’s also… quite worrying, considering I cannot return home.

You did not.

I am Melinoë. You are?

I am. Although that doesn’t currently mean much, as he’s imprisoned by the Titan of Time — Chronos.

. . . It is very strange. I had thought I knew most about the world, yet here I am.

It’s also a little exciting though, I must admit.

Well, I… thank you, I suppose?

That seems to be the most likely situation…

It’s still difficult to wrap my head around this place, with all these different people from different places… even universes. It’s… unlike anything I’ve seen.

Zagreus is your—?

[ Oh. She never could’ve even imagined Zagreus as a father. That makes her head spin a bit… ]

I… see. That’s… interesting!

Your father? Well, I wasn’t aware I was worthy of being told as a story yet, considering my task isn’t even complete…

Who would your father be, may I ask?

. . . Hm. So you’re known by both Chronos and Thanatos, despite those both being vastly different gods…?

It’s a bit hard to believe you, you know.

Impressive.

[ She doesn’t fully believe them — who would? They look so young, after all. ]

I look forward to seeing how strong you get, then.

Goddess of ghosts? I don’t think I am a goddess of anything, at least, not yet… simply the daughter of Hades, princess of the underworld.

But… yes, I am actively attempting to kill Chronos— though, ‘kicking his ass’ is a rather crude way to put it.

Idia…

[ Not a name she recognizes. But this figure does resemble a god… ]

I am Melinoë. A pleasure to meet you, Idia.

Death…?

It was my understanding that job fell to Thanatos.

. . . Hello.

[ This one’s presence feels… familiar, in a way, yet she can’t pinpoint how or why… ]

Understood.

. . . Then, who are you exactly, if I may ask?