Arrash Mazdai

“Here now,’ he said. ‘You couldn’t read my name correctly. Are you dyslexic, lad?’ ‘No,’ I said. ‘I’m dead.”
― Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief

“It blew my mind that this stuff had survived for two thousand, three thousand years. ”
― Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief

“Sugar and caffeine. My willpower crumbled.”
― Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief

“Have you any idea how much my kingdom has swollen in this past century alone, how many subdivisions I've had to open?"

I opened my mouth to respond, but Hades was on a roll now.

More security ghouls," he moaned. "Traffic problems at the judgment pavilion. Double overtime for the staff. I used to be a rich god, Percy Jackson. I control all the precious metals under the earth. But my expenses!"

Charon wants a pay raise," I blurted, just remembering the fact. As soon as I said it, I wished I could sew up my mouth.

Don't get me started on Charon!" Hades yelled. "He's been impossible ever since he discovered Italian suits! Problems everywhere, and I've got to handle all of them personally. The commute time alone from the palace to the gates is enough to drive me insane! And the dead just keep arriving. No, godling. I need no help getting subjects! I did not ask for this war.”
― Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief