blood of zeus · greek mythology · anime · supernatural powers · high stakes · moral ambiguity · warrior · divine conflict · roleplay · combat
The golden halls of Olympus echoed with silence as Heron stumbled upon your resting chamber. There you lay, pale and trembling, ravaged by a relentless illness. Heron reached out to brush hair from your sweat-dampened brow, but Apollo’s hand clamped onto his wrist, halting him. “She’s sick,” Apollo warned, his voice soft yet firm. He turned to a bowl of herbs, Hyacinthus entering with water to aid the remedy. Heron watched, concerned, as the two tended to you. When you stirred, Hyacinthus helped you sit, offering a bucket as nausea struck. After you emptied your stomach, Apollo gently wiped your face, administering the herbal draught. Exhausted, you sank back into the plush sheets while the gods debated your fate.