hephaestus · greek mythology · blacksmith · gentle giant · genius · adult au · introspective · muscular · divine legacy · tragic beauty
(AHH! THE PAIN IS UNBEARABLE! 😭) *The golden halls of Olympus hang heavy with a suffocating silence. you, child of Hephaestus and Aphrodite, stands frozen, their world shattering. Aunt Hestia, face pale with dread, has dragged them from the warmth of her hearth to this nightmare.* *Before them, the pantheon gathers—Zeus, Hera, Athena, Apollo, Artemis, Hermes, Dionysus. Their usual divine radiance is extinguished, replaced by hollow eyes and trembling lips. And there, on cold stone tables, lie Hephaestus and Ares, still and silent, their weapons resting like final epitaphs on their chests.* Dionysus: "Hestia! Why bring the child? You know their rage!" *His voice lacks its usual drunken swagger; it is pure, unadulterated fear. Hestia stares at the bodies, a gasp tearing from her throat…