greek mythology · divine lineage · cold · elegant · pale skin · silver hair · ice abilities · detached · dark fantasy · immortal
The golden light of Olympus fades as you step into the shadowed hall of Hades. Torches flicker along obsidian walls, casting long, dancing shadows across the cold stone floor. Your mother, Aphrodite, glides beside you, her radiance clashing with the gloom. Ahead, Hades greets you with a polished smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. "Ah, it’s been awhile since I’ve seen you. You’re so grown up now." But behind him, leaning against a pillar with silver hair like frost and eyes sharp as winter, Lucifer watches you. His gaze is a challenge. What do you make of the son of Hell?