This is a repost from HadesxZelena: Perfection
Like every day, Hades constantly glanced down at the three words on his wrist. Zelena, April 15th.
A strange name, though he supposed he could hardly talk. It meant "heaven" or "sky," which was ironic considering his name was that of a death god.
A pretty name, though. The words were supposed to look like her handwriting, whoever the 'her' was. The Z had a sharp look to it, while the rest of the letters were an intricate cursive.
His older brother, Zeus always joked and said he pitied the poor girl that ended up with Hades, his 'stoic and irritating little brother.'
Zeus had already found his soulmate. Hera, June 23rd. Hades could believe that she and Zeus were soulmates; they were both arrogant and annoyingly talented. He wasn't a fan of either of them.
Still, Hades was sure that somewhere in the depressing world, she was out there.
At least there was someone out there who could care about him.