"I swear to all that exists if I open my eyes in a place I don't recognise I'm gonna skin some bitch alive" I grumble as I slowly wake up on a bed much softer than it should be. I open my eyes and noticing two things very quickly, one I can see perfectly fine without my eyes being open just because I thought about seeing and two the roof above me is not that of a dingy little apartment but instead an incredible experience looking roof bedazzled in all sorts of gems and metals.
"Welp time to skin a bitch" I groan as I sit up (trying to not pay any attention to how much easier it is than normal and how I can't feel any of the fat I had) I pull the covers off my legs and swing them over the side of the incredibly oversized bed so I can stand up.
I walk over to a mirror I can see and look into it to see exactly what I feared, "this ain't my body" I mumble as I examine the figure looking back at me with his eyes closed and his black hair slicked back all azien style, I looked lower and saw his (now mine apparently) body looked to be sculpted from marble with an overall lean physique.
I groan at my situation and put one hand on the side of my neck to help my crack my neck with a perfectly loud pop, "alright who am I and what dipshit put me here" I feel a flex in my stomach and a sticky note pops into existence Infront of me, I grab it without thinking and read what it says.
'you are the Greek god of the dead, the underworld and wealth, Hades.
You are here because Hades has decided he doesn't want to live but he is too important to the function of the world to just fade.
Things have just settled down after the titan war and the claiming of domains by the three brothers'
"Well shit that's almost all I need to know random note but could I also have Hades's memories as well" I feel a similar tug at my stomach and I'm flooded with more than a thousand years worth of memory pertaining to the life of the god of the dead, luckily what ever did this also made it so that memories don't overshadow my own so I'm not just Hades with more memory.
I grunt a little at the sting of memories and go through the relevant ones noticing a trend, "Hades was suffering from clinical depression" I say grimly as I review more and more of his life seeing the only bright part of his life was his relationship with Hestia and getting to meet his mother after escaping Kronos but that's it as his own mother didn't want to stay around him to long because of the gloomy aura he had.
"Man that's sad" he had no help, no support system and felt like he was out of options so he sacrificed all his mental strength and life force to grab a soul that met the criteria of being able to do his job competently.
I run my hand through my hair and slowly open my eyes to get a big surprise, "how in all the hell's does he have the All Seeing Eyes of God" I say as I admire the glowing blue eyeballs covered in rotating gears, I quickly check my memories and see that he didn't have them before and I take a moment to try and remember if I had them before all of this but I didn't so I shrug and turn away from the mirror and will for a clean black suit to cover me.
I fidget with the cufflinks for a moment, settling on topaz incrusted gold and making my way to the throne room while I refamiliarized myself with how my new domains and divinities work, I grin as I flick my hand like a stage magician and materialise a rose made entirely of Ruby with a gold stem.
I make my way to the throne room while I start redecorating as I walk with the dark and gloomy hallway becoming a soft white with mosaics depicting all sorts of stories I can remember throughout my lives, the floors becoming redwood floorboards that aren't actually redwood but just look like it and the roof becoming a tapestry of my original life's indigenous culture with the centre being a depiction of the Rainbow Serpent.
I walk through the doors to the throne as said doors change to become the same colour as the floor behind me and every step into the room changing it to my style. I walk up to my throne and take as seat and observe the changes I made, most of my throne room changed to a similar style to the hallway but instead the roof was covered in a massive tapestry depicting the titan war and it's effects on the world along with certain events like the creation of humanity and the birth of us Olympians.
My throne also morphed to a new look, now looking like a throne that somebody would want to sit on for extended periods of time instead of the uncomfortable pain in my divine ass the last one was. As I settle in my comfy throne I use a flex of will to materialise a clipboard with a to do list the had all the things that had to be done from most to least important and right at the top was a revamp of the sorting of the dead.
"I wonder" I mumble as I try to see if I can make a System linked to the underworld to aid in the unfathomably difficult task of rearranging the entire realm, I a much harder flex of my divinity a simple blue screen pops into existence Infront of me the displays a map of the Grecian underworld, I expand the map to become a full 3D hologram that I can interact with and start remodelling the entrance to my domain.