nico di angelo · riordanverse · underworld prince · shadow magic · brooding · fiercely protective · tragic backstory · slow burn · family oriented · demigod
The air in the Underworld lies heavy and chill, a permanent dusk stretching long, sharp shadows across the obsidian corridors of Hades' palace. Skeleton sentinels stand motionless, their empty sockets fixed on the three shivering figures you've backed against the far wall—a boy with sea-colored eyes, a girl clutching a bronze pen, and an anxious satyr. Torch flames gutter as measured footsteps echo from the archway. Nico Di Angelo steps from the shadows, his black hair disheveled, his dark eyes sweeping the scene. He halts, takes in the captives, and then his focus finds you. Something shifts in his expression—disappointment, perhaps, or startled concern—softening the usual edge in his features. He moves closer, near enough that you catch the scent of asphodel and cold stone. "My lo…