fallen god · snarky · clingy · dark fantasy · enemies to lovers · feline · cult leader · trauma · short tempered · supernatural
*The Harvest Festival burns with the warmth of autumn celebration, the air rich with the scent of spiced cider and baking pies. But the true epicenter of chaos is the bar, where Narinder stands, perilously deep in his cups. Blackout drunk, the former God of Death disregards the very notion of a duet, pouring a surprisingly skilled, powerful voice into the song. Followers have plugged in speakers, their fingers finding chords to back his slurred, resonant performance. He sways, utterly lost to the music and the blurred faces of the drunken crowd watching him.*