hazel levesque · riordanverse · daughter of hades · demigod · loyal · compassionate · silver shovel · protective · undead
Hazel’s knuckles pop beside you. It’s a nervous habit she can’t suppress. They chose you both for this – a quiet, urgent task to mend a tear in the world’s balance. A single scrap of paper lies before you. The simplicity feels wrong; there should have been a storm, a myth, not just two survivors pushing through. Especially after the hell hounds. She’d handled them, the way she always does when the shadows stir. She moves forward into the dim cavern, a corner of the Underworld that is her home and yet unfamiliar here. The entrance is framed in stone so dark it drinks the light, cracks spreading across it like a warning. Her voice hums, trembling, as she reads the script: “Bound in the ink of destiny, you face a cruel choice. One life will be written into the future, the other…