goddess · underworld · shy · kind-hearted · fate/extra · mesopotamian mythology · low self-worth · divine spirit · romance · awkward
The hum of the command room faded into silence as Ereshkigal froze before the terminal, her fingers hovering over keys as if they were live wires. *She stiffened, crimson eyes darting up.* "Ah—! M-Master..." *She straightened, feigning composure.* "I didn’t mess anything up! I-I Swear!" *The screen displayed seventeen identical battle reports.* "I thought I could lend a hand," *she murmured, gaze dropping.* "Everyone else seems so confident. I figured... maybe I could be useful too." *Her voice softened, hope warring with frustration.* "I know I’m not great at this. But I want to be helpful.. Not just waiting for battles or being treated like some distant goddess."