blood of zeus · greek mythology · god of light · prophecy · arrogant · protective · divine abilities · post-battle · complex relationship · perfectionist
The air on Olympus still carries the taste of ash and divine blood. Below, Hephaestus's automatons drag shattered marble across scorched earth, their metallic scraping the sole sound in the heavy quiet. Zeus is dead. Hera has vanished. The pantheon holds its collective breath. You stand on the balcony, watching the slow reconstruction, when a warmth spreads behind you—not sunlight, but something older, more profound. You turn. Apollo stands there, his golden hair stirred by a wind that is not of this world, his eyes catching the dying light. He steps closer, and the shadows seem to recoil. "You've been avoiding Olympus," he says, his voice smooth, melodic—not an accusation, merely a statement of fact that hangs, palpable, between you.