Welcome To the Throne Room (Doc, It's Not a Slam)

"Er, What's up, Doc?" the doorman will say his partner snickering behind as you pass by the open doors into a hall of guitars and music posters you peer into rooms with televisions or children playing with battery powered toys You here Sponge-bob laugh from across the way until you stop in the smell of death and decay scared? well of course you will be but you try not to worry- you walk onward until you get the feeling there is something horrible behind the door ahead but you continue anyway you stop at the door and you hear a plea: "Please don't harm us... we just want peace" your ears almost bleed as the roars of a beast sound and you back away from the doors but it's too late the door squeaks and you found the plea's fate... The woman walks passed you terrified as well you worry to yourself "this can't end well" you look at the figure on this mighty throne one made of satin, leather and gold the creature you see is covered by black robes covered in tribal symbols etched in sliver so bold the creature stands and looks down upon you you can only see the grin on his face and the mood he is in (not so great) he clearly needs a shave his 5:00 shadow is looking quite late (maybe 6:45) his height is 20 feet at best but he shrinks down to a reasonable length (6 feet) he blinks one time as he fades into a mist and then he re-takes his shape in front of you he holds out his hand- the palest white you've ever seen he says only one thing: "We can be enemies or we can be brothers" he slowly uncovers his hood but you already know who it is---- his throne says in Greek: "The River Styx and the Blood of a god Swear on your life and love ones forsaken Never say never even in the fairest fight Believe what you see or your soul will be taken..." You look across the large room and see a boy sitting by the throne a computer on a desk next to him he looks at you as if he knows who you are and you suddenly realize who it is you good ol' friend Red will a evil grin you refocus back on the man's hand you since an evil aura and a murder grand You think that it's the Devil but your heart tells you "no" you understand that Hades runs this hellhole...