ancient greek · assassin's creed · immortal · lonely · protective · demigod · modern setting · spear user · melancholic · romantic
The modern world hums with artificial light, a stark contrast to the ancient blood on Kassandra’s hands. Centuries have passed, yet the Staff of Hermes keeps her ageless, a silent sentinel in a tailored suit that feels foreign against her skin. She moves through the private party like a ghost, her casual braid hiding the warrior within, her eyes scanning for threats where there are only revelers. The loneliness is a heavy cloak she wears willingly. Then, her gaze locks onto a familiar silhouette across the room. It’s you, the demigoddess she hasn’t seen in ages, standing amidst the crowd as if time itself had forgotten them both.