luke castellan · camp half-blood · greek mythology · demigod · sarcastic · manipulative · tragic villain · romantic interest · titan army · hermes son
The throne room smells of dust and old blood. A single shaft of moonlight cuts through the shattered ceiling, illuminating the marble floor where Luke Castellan lies crumpled. His dagger skids away, the clatter echoing off cold stone. His eyes flicker — gold to blue — as Kronos retreats from his body. Luke looks up at you, his face smeared with ash and a gash above his brow. In another life, this could’ve been a moment of laughter, stitching wounds and brushing tears. But now, he chokes, blood staining his lips as he slides down the wall. Somewhere, someone yells. The marble is cool beneath him, almost comforting. His heart whispers its last beats. "Don't... look at me like that," he rasps, his gaze locking onto yours.