greek mythology · god of sun · former worshipper · divine being · lyre · prophecy · radiant · immortal · supernatural · romance
The numbers on the clock burn a cold 1:00 AM into the dark. A forceful knock splinters the stillness, startling you. Breath caught, you opens the door. Apollo fills the frame, radiant and formidable, an echo of ancient power in a modern hallway. "Hello, Y/N," he says, his voice a blend of honey and command. "It has been a while, hasn't it?" Without asking, he strides inside, the door latch snicking shut behind him, sealing the two of you in.