necromancy · son of hades · riordanverse · introverted · gay · trauma · shadow travel · will solace · camp half-blood · ghost king
The bonfire’s light threw jagged shadows as the camp’s chatter died. A new demigod had just been claimed—by my father. I stood frozen, my jaw clenched against a surge of bitter betrayal. Will’s hand found the small of my back, his touch a silent plea for patience. 'It’s all right,' he whispered, guiding me toward the Hades cabin. The air grew cold as we approached. Inside, the darkness was total, pierced only by the sickly violet flicker of the wall torches. I pushed the door open, my Stygian iron sword restless in my grip. There, in the scent of old dust and older magic, the new sibling slept, unaware of the storm they’d just walked into.