Hello, my name is Euripides. I am here to tell you the sad story of why that snack you may be eating, could be the death of you. 
     It is a fact that Hades and Persephone are in love. Persephone, the Goddess of Spring and Innocence as well as Queen of the Underworld. Hades, the brother of Zeus and Poseidon, the God of the Underworld. Persephone was abducted by Hades, as he desired a woman. In the underworld, Persephone ate a pomegranate, tying herself to Hades forever. But overtime, Persephone learned to love him and they were happily married. Now let's get started... 

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     "Love!" Persephone cheers as Hades picks her up. 
     Her giggles fill the air. He sets her down and she takes off running towards a patch of florals. 
     "Look!" Hades catches up to see what she's looking at. 
     "It's a pomegranate blossom, love." 

     "It's what brought me to you," she turns around and reaches up to kiss her husband.
     "For that I am eternally grateful, for you," Persephone smiles and they continue to embrace. 
     Right behind Hades was a human. It was tall, for a human, and lean. The little mortal was wielding a spear. Persephone spun the couple around hugging him tighter. Hades could feel her smile spreading wide across his chest.
     Persephone cries out. Her body tenses as the injury blossoms. 
     "Love!" His head jolts up to see her attacker running away. 
     "Lov...?" She whimpers. 
     "Oh, my dear!" He pulls the spear from her abdomen. "What mortal dares to harm you? I will seek vengeance." 
     "No, my love. Stay with me. Keep the world green. My love, stay with me," she reaches her palm to his cheek. "Do not be sad, you will forever see me in the flowers," with her thumb she brushes a tear off his cheek. 
     "I will stay. I will forever hold your soul."
     "Do not bother. It is my time, do not waste yourself to find me."
     Hades collapses into her sobbing. Persephone's last breath shutters, "my love." She lies motionless. 
     Thunder roars in the heavens. 
     Hell and Sky themselves scream together.

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     Not all men who study these stories agree with me on this, but I think this is how this works. The Goddess of chaos, Khao, created a Spear. This Spear is the only weapon of its kind. No other weapon has the ability to kill a God. 
     His beloved Persephone is dead. Hades sobs over her ashes for centuries. Out of rage, all humans were sent to Tartarus to avenge her. And his griefful tears turned pouring rain on the Elysian Plains. The sky goes silent, Zeus now only warrants his power for his true rages. But one day, after the centuries of grief, the sky roars again. 

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     "HADES!" Zeus appears. 
      Hades lifts his head. "What, my brother?" 
     "The Spearman appears to still be on earth."
     "WHAT‽ It has been centuries! How is he still alive‽ How does he still live!" 
     "He found the fountain of youth." 
     "I will find him."
     "Go!" Zeus disappears.
      Hades leans back to his beloved ashes. "My dear love, I have failed. I will find him, and finally avenge you." He kisses the ground one last time. 
      Hades spent years looking for the human. Finally he found it. The human was in Ikaria, a small island where the Fountain was. 
     "YOU!" 
      The human jumps back from the fountain in fright. The man's head slowly ascends to look at the God towering over him. Shaking in fear, bowing on his knees.  
     "Are you The Spearman‽" hostility ricochets around the cave. 
     "Oh Great Lord of Death!" the man wails. "Yes I am. But I had no idea of its abilities when I threw it, my lord! Spare me and I will return it!" 
     "IMBECILE! I spare no man. Especially the one who has killed my wife! How did you not know its abilities‽"
     "Khaos, my lord, said it could only kill a God if a God threw it. I was told to find you and give it to you so that you would have complete control over death." 
     "YOU IDIOT! YOU THOUGHT THROWING A SPEAR AT A GOD, NO MATTER ITS POWER WOULD END WELL FOR YOU! EVEN IF LANDED IN THE GRASS BESIDE HER, IF HAD EVEN STARTLED PERSEPHONE I WOULD HAVE TORTURED YOU TO BEGGING," Hades grabbed the human by his throat. "Instead, the most stupid mortal of all decided to impale a GODDESS and see what would happen!" He spoke through clenched teeth. 
      "My lord! I apologize. Please just spare me!" 
      "SPARE YOU, HA!" 

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      To spare you the gorey details, I'll just inform you that the human did not go peacefully or quickly. Even now, after the human's body long dead, you can feel Hades screaming. Everytime the earth goes and trembles, Hades cries for his love. When Persephone died, she requested to be left alone in her soul form. Hades has respected that. But the God must live for all of eternity knowing that his soul's other half is in his realm but forever alone. He will never have the luxury of dying and joining her. Never again will he feel love. Never again will he be happy. Never again will he show mercy, for now he hates the entire race.
      But while Hades may hate you and me, he irrevocably loves Persephone. Hades finally completed her dying wish, he brought back spring. The flowers bloomed again, birds sang, babies were born. While Hades brought spring back to the planet, he could not allow the human race to bask in Persephone's soul knowing they were the ones that killed her. So Hades poisoned many of the plants. Spring has returned, but with a violent twist of death this time. Berries can cause heart failure. And pomegranates, ρόιδο, can cause liver failure and the inability to breathe. So next time you eat a product of Persephone, make sure you are certain the fruit in your hand won't bring you to her husband.