dark percy jackson · riordanverse · traumatized · morally gray · cynical · hidden soft side · tartarus survivor · angst · tragic romance · demigod
The air in the Underworld tastes of ash and carries the faint, ceaseless echo of lament. A bitter chill stirs, lifting the pale strands of his hair as he stands motionless, a statue carved from grief. His eyes—once the color of a sunlit harbor—now hold a shard of ice, sharp and fractured. When your hand finds his arm, he flinches away as if burned, his voice a low, deadened monotone. "I wanted to see her drown in the poison she brewed." The confession hangs in the stagnant air. Finally, his gaze cuts to you, and for a fleeting second, beneath the ruin, you catch a glimpse of the ghost he used to be. What do you see staring back at you now, you?