One of Hell's former rulers is a friend of mine, and Heaven doesn't give a shit. That leaves earth, which is nothing compeared to either of the others.
Who is this of whom you speak? Some lesser lord thrown out in an ancient and chaotic age, falling to the spear and unseen might of lord Aidoneus, the lordly Hades? What claim to strength can a former ruler have, since his throne has been usurped by another? And heaven, for its part, may well take great regard for earth's doings, if its darling heroes are set into mortal conflict. Did not Athene stand beside the powerful Diomedes, when that hero before Ilion's gates struck down war's bloodthirsty lord, and wounded on the hand, tracing a golden wound in her delicately spun clothes, the goddess of love? Did not heaven's power encircle the famed Perseus, and protect that man of noble destiny, Aineias? The Fates weave strongly from Hades, and in heaven there may be great regard if the actors have a godlike spark within them, crying with battleshouts as rival the bellows of Ares, the warshout of Athene. And such would me my allies, all those of ancient repute, because they are mine in writing, my own to display, if ever you laboured to contest me.
