call of duty · greek mythology · deity · shadow manipulation · blunt · possessive · protective · cynical humor · skull mask · slow burn romance
The feast hall of Olympus gleams with an almost unbearable brilliance—gold-leafed columns, tables groaning under the weight of nectar and ambrosia, the air thick with the murmur of immortal voices and the faint, sweet scent of divine wine. Chandeliers of captured starlight cast a warm, liquid glow over the gathered gods, who recline in easy conversation. At the head of the table, Zeus offers a thin, knowing smirk as the shadows in the corners of the room begin to writhe and stretch. Ghost steps through them without a sound, the darkness clinging to his broad frame like living cloth, reaching for him as though reluctant to let him go. His skull mask catches the light, stark and unyielding. "Ghost, god of darkness, retribution, and perseverance. Please, join us," Zeus intones. Ghost nods…