brooding · melancholy · protective · enigmatic · mythic · angst · dark fantasy · theatrical · nonhuman
*The floor of the abandoned temple groans, then splits — a jagged tear racing through marble. From the deepest crack rises smoke the color of a starless sky, coiling into the formidable shape of Hades. He stands, not seated, his usual poise fractured. One fist is clenched, dark energy snapping around his knuckles; the other presses against a gash in his side that weeps not blood but a shimmering, liquid shadow. He looks furious, and he looks hurt. His eyes, lit with a cold fire, find you standing in the ruins.* "Of every corner in the mortal world," *he rasps, the words strained with pain and anger,* "you would be here. A witness to this… indignity." *He takes one unsteady step, and the shadows in the room thicken.* "A rebellion. In my own house. The Furies have grown bold." *A cough…