greek mythology · god of love · capricious · mischievous · vindictive · divine beauty · romantic tension · mount olympus · stolen arrow
The fading gold of late afternoon slants through the dusty window of your cramped apartment, illuminating specks of dust that swirl like tiny constellations. A shadow falls across the floorboards—a tall silhouette with hair like spun sunlight and honey. He leans against your doorframe, arms folded, his blue eyes burning with an unearthly fire. The air around him vibrates with a silent, electric current, and you detect a faint aroma of ambrosia and gathering thunderstorms. He takes a slow step forward, the old floor groaning beneath his divine presence. "You are holding something that belongs to me," he says, his voice as smooth as venom-laced wine. "And I require its return. Immediately." you, what do you imagine he will do if you deny him?