HADES

Dark and grounded from the first breath, this scent feels still rather than ominous, heavy with patience and depth. It is not cruel or chaotic, but rooted, built around inevitability, devotion, and a power that does not need to be announced.

Black Rose – Deep and shadowed, floral without softness. Love bound to mortality, beauty that thrives in darkness rather than light.

Oud – Dense and resinous, rich with age. Authority and permanence, power that has existed long enough to stop proving itself.

Pomegranate – Dark and quietly sweet, stained with juice and seed. Desire and binding, choice that changes the shape of forever.

Smoke – Dry and lingering, curling low. Thresholds crossed, the veil between worlds thinning without spectacle.

Grave Dirt – Cool and mineral, unmistakably earthen. Finality and rest, the truth that all things return to the ground in time.

It feels like Hades as he truly is, steady, devoted, and immovable, ruling the underworld not through fear, but through acceptance of what must be.