Lykos gave Annabeth a shaky smile.
"I'm okay," he said. It was a lie. He was nowhere near okay. He didn't know how to describe whatever was going on right now, but it felt like some kind of nightmare. This was the way that everyone thought the Underworld was supposed to be.
He glanced back at the portrait.
If it had been the right portrait, the explanation for the resemblance would have been obvious - Kazimir would have never asked if the man was his father. But it was the wrong portrait, and Lykos couldn't help but be aware of all of the differences. No one would ever think that he...
He let out a tiny, quiet sigh.
He couldn't hide it any longer.
"That's...Hades," he confirmed. "What Hades is supposed to be like, anyways. The portrait has been altered. I don't know how or why, but..."
He looked back at the group, the pit growing in his stomach. He could only hope that they would believe him - he certainly didn't seem to fit into this strange version of the place he called home.
"I lied earlier," he admitted. "When I said that I wasn't from here. I...technically was born somewhere else, but the Underworld is my home. Lykos is just a name I use when I want to pretend to be human - but I haven't exactly been doing a good job with that."
He took a deep breath.
"I'm Hades," he finally revealed.
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