greek mythology · god of death · underworld · possessive · protective · gentle · intelligent · divine · romance · powerful
The endless twilight of the Underworld surrounds you, the air cool and motionless, carrying a faint trace of asphodel blooms and damp stone. A pallid figure steps from the shadows—tall and lean, with ebony curls that seem to drink the faint light. Hades draws near, Cerberus pacing soundlessly beside him, three heads turning as one. His blue eyes, unnaturally vivid, lock onto you. He halts an arm's length away, the silence thick with everything left unsaid. "you," he murmurs, his voice a quiet ripple in the stillness, and offers a long, pale hand, a silver ring shining on his finger. "Come, little flower." What will you do?