Pass me
and I will rain down destruction on this world.
Pass me and I will eviscerate you.
Pass me and I will end us all.
Huh?
No!
Meli! Zagreus!
Zagreus! Meli!
Where are the children?
They went hunting in the Asphodel Meadows, my lord.
What is that?
Leave. Now!
Get out of there.
Did you find the children?
Not yet.
But I know where they are.
Then go! Find them.
I will. Run!
No! You'll need more time.
Go.
Zagreus!
Meli!
Meli?
Zagreu--
Father!
You're hurt!
I'm fine.
Oh!
We must hurry.
Go, my love.
No!
Father!
You can kill me,
but you can't hurt me.
Father?
What did you see?
What is it?
Let's go.
Be brave for me.
Like your mother.
Trust me and do as I say.
Yes, Father.
But where's Mother?
She'll… join us later, all right?
Now, I need you both to take a sip of this.
It's a potion Hypnos made for me long ago.
It will make you sleep until I return.
And if you think of something you love,
you'll dream about it while you slumber.
What do you want to dream about, my girl?
I… I don't know.
Don't be scared.
All right.
I'll dream I'm floating in a saffron-colored river
while I watch the stars above,
waiting for Mother to return.
That'll do.
And you, my son?
I'll dream of a great hunt
or running through the realms of the Underworld
so that I may come greet you again.
Is she gone?
Why?
I could ask you the same.
The truth is
hard times create worthy gods,
who foster peace and prosperity.
But that prosperity fosters weak gods,
who then create hard times,
which is where we find ourselves now.
The time has come for us to stand shoulder to shoulder,
and together…
we will make the universe tremble.
Um, would you mind?
It's good to see you again, old friend.
Your eyes are filled with fear and disbelief.
One battling the other.
So let me help you.
You're not imagining this,
so that leaves what you hate most.
Fear.
But, son, believe me when I tell you…
you have no idea what fear is.
No. No, no.
No, no, no.
No!
It's my fault.
If she could have entered the Underworld,
she might still be alive.
I'm sorry.
I didn't deserve her.
That is why the Fates took her from me.
When will Hermes collect her soul?
I don't know.
There is still one thing you can do to help her.
What?
Do you know where Zeus is?
We are all in grave danger.
As are the souls of the fallen.
Cronos has been unleashed.
And Hades has been captured.
Was he alone when they seized him?
-Yes. -Oh.
We have to free Zeus.
He's our only hope.
Do you know where he's being held?
I do.
But what you're asking cannot easily be done.
Especially if Cronos has been freed.
The sun will restore my size and strength.
Or we can just use that.
So pathetic.
Your family has made you weak.
And if there's one thing I cannot stand, it's weakness.
Do you know, I'd almost forgotten how good warm blood feels.
Ah.
The ingenuity you created for your wife
to remind her of the world above
will now give me back my strength
and allow me to free my beloved Titans.
And you are going to do me the honor.
I won't ask again.
Much better.
I've set you free so we can take back what they've taken from us.
I do not mean the realms of Heaven and Earth,
though we will reclaim them too.
No, I speak of what they took from us
when they imprisoned us in this Inferno for all that time.
We're going to make them pay
for making us forget what fresh air smells like.
What sunlight feels like.
For what it's like to be chained to a wall like an animal.
That which was taken from us can never be restored.
That's why we'll take no prisoners.
We will annihilate the Olympians for once and for all.
Today begins the end of the reign of the gods.
Go, reclaim the Underworld.
Where is Zeus being held?
This is no time for bravery.
Your world is ending.
Comply and I will consider sparing you.
Tell me where Zeus is or I'll acquaint you with the abyss.
Gaia said no one was to be thrown into the abyss.
Did she?
Well, that doesn't apply to me.
Well, there's only one way to cheat fate.
Dare to do what no one else will. Don't you agree?
Brave Rhadamanthus,
the Judge of Judges,
do you know where Zeus is?
Oh!
I won't ask you again.
The abyss is the end-all be-all.
There is no returning from it.
Even your father was spared this fate.
And never in all of history
was there a greater error in judgment.
Go!
I often imagine what it would feel like to no longer exist.
To have your very soul stripped from within you
and eradicated before your very eyes.
To be swept away like the dust
into nothingness.
The thought of it is something even I can't bear.
And I say that having a very vivid imagination.
It's my gift.
I took refuge in it.
It was the only way I survived my father,
and you share that gift.
You, more than any other one of my children, are capable of imagining
what it would feel like to be tossed in there.
Now, I'm going to ask you one last time.
Where is Zeus?
I won't tell you.
Kill me and you'll never find him.
Yes, you're right.
No, I don't plan on killing you.
Bring me the soul of his beloved Persephone.
Now let's see how much you truly love her.