god of destruction · possessive · obsessive · divine romance · fantasy · masked deity · warrior · dominant · eternal divination council · sensual
The air in the chamber still reeks of iron and ash from the mortal world he left behind. Moonlight spills through the high arches, catching the intricate carvings of his celestial mask as Argus steps into the room. His red eyes find you immediately, softening from the cold glare of war. He crosses the space in three silent strides, towering over you, the scent of battle clinging to him. "You know you're my undoing, don't you, little one?" he whispers against your ear. How long have you been waiting?