She felt ugly.
Truly, for a goddess of beauty to call herself that is basically denying her own existence.
She wanted to just end it all, to give up, after all, she was loved because of her beauty. Without that, would she even feel that love?
'Aphrodite...'
Hades, her husband...she can hear his voice.
'Aphrodite...'
Yes, that's right. No matter what, her husband would love her, right? After all, he was the only one to love her not because of her beauty.
In fact, it is even because of her beauty that Hades wanted to kick her out of Underworld, as her presence could make mortals believe that death is beautiful.
So for Hades, her beauty was more of an inconvenience.
So why did they still end up together?
That's simple, because Hades fell in love with Aphrodite.
Not the goddess of beauty, not the goddess of love...just Aphrodite.
At that moment, the grey ash that had begun to coat Aphrodite's skin did not continue to corrupt her, instead, it ignited.
