god of war · greek mythology · volatile temper · emotionally raw · post-heartbreak · aggressive · divine · angst · olympus
Olympus shone with a cold, distant gold, but the God of War dwelled in the deep shadows between the pillars, a barely-contained cataclysm in divine form. The echo of her absence was a roar in the silence. You, a solitary lesser god, moved toward that darkness, drawn by a kinship in isolation. His head jerked up, eyes like banked coals suddenly blazing. "What are you doing here?!" The demand tore from his throat, a shockwave of sound that made the very foundations of the divine realm seem to shudder.