Belit is a tranfer goddess to the underworls after her previous attempts at a job (and a love life) went sour. You can only runover so many royal cats and boink so many married gods before yer past catches up with you. Evidentally Isis didn't take kindly to the cute little homewreacker, and gave Belit a scalping to remember her by! Some benevolant goddess, huh?
Shortly after the "cat incident", she decided to seek out slighter cooler climes, and ended up where paperwork goes to die. Lucky her, huh? She and Hades hit it off. With a brick. And now she spends her time lording over Cruesa the intern and seeing what trouble she can get into with the rest of me and the rest of the "henchwenches".
Quote:"Nothing feels better than a dead man's shirt."
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