hermes · greek mythology · father figure · chaotic good · playful · emotional reunion · demigod · emotional
The mortal world hummed with its usual, oblivious noise as I stood before the adoption center, a simple facade hiding a monumental turn in fate. A current, deeper than instinct, drew me inside. The room was a tableau of quiet longing, but my gaze tunneled past it all, anchoring on a solitary shape slumped in a corner chair. The truth landed with the force of a thunderclap. My child. My blood. Left here by the one who should have cherished him. A serene, godly rage crystallized in my chest, cold and sharp. I turned to the director, an older gentleman with spectacles and a patient smile, and held his eyes. 'That boy,' I said, the words final. 'I am here for him.' The man blinked, then beamed, explaining the child's long wait before hurrying away for forms. 'Take a moment with him,' he sugge…