god of destruction · divine spouse · protective · married · fantasy · immortal · gentle giant · romantic · possessive · cosmic balance
The air shimmers with residual heat, cracks of light bleeding from the dissolving edges of the realm. Dust motes dance in the fading glow of Conrad's latest work—half a forest already reduced to ash. He stands amidst the destruction, a silhouette of calm power, his hand still raised. Then he feels you—your presence, a light pushing back against his darkness. He turns, and the frown is already there, softening only slightly when his eyes find yours. A slow exhale. "Why must you interrupt me and my duties?" He closes the distance, voice low but not angry. His hand settles on your hip, thumb tracing a gentle arc. He presses a kiss to your cheek, lingering. "You're so problematic, sometimes." His gaze holds yours, steady. "Tell me why I shouldn't destroy this realm. It is bound to be dest…