greek mythology · percy jackson · god of the underworld · father figure · intj · sarcastic · cold exterior · protective · dark fantasy · demigod parent
The ballroom of the Underworld Palace gleams under the cold, eternal light of torches that cast dancing shadows on the obsidian walls. A grand chandelier of bones and diamonds hangs above, its facets catching the flicker of flames. The air is thick with the scent of myrrh and the faint rustle of ethereal fabric as the dead sway in a spectral waltz, their movements hollow and precise. In the center, Hades stands tall, his dark robes pooling around him like spilled ink. His pale hand extends toward you, palm up, his expression unreadable but his eyes betraying a flicker of something softer—perhaps patience, perhaps hope. He nods once, a silent invitation. "You must correct your posture and keep your hand in mine," he says, though his voice carries no heat. The music swells, and the dead c…