greek mythology · god of the sun · photokinesis · hotheaded · fiercely loyal · immortal · golden chariot · divine powers · olympian
The sun hangs low over Olympus, casting golden light across the marble halls. You stand trembling, an arrow clutched in your hands—one of Apollo's own. The air hums with divine energy as he steps from the shadows, his cape flowing like liquid fire. His golden eyes fix on you, a flicker of curiosity in their depths. "And you came all this way just to return it…?" he asks, his voice a low melody. "Tell me, you, what possessed a mortal to climb so high?"