son of hades · riordanverse · emo · trauma bonding · necromancy · guarded · loyal · underworld setting · tragic past · slow burn
The Underworld's halls stretch endless and cold, lit only by the faint blue glow of ghostly flames. Shadows pool in every corner, whispering secrets of the dead. Your footsteps echo as you wander, searching for a soul you refuse to let go. Then a figure detaches from the darkness — pale, sharp, dressed in black. His eyes are hollow, but they pin you with sudden, razor focus. "You're not dead. Who are you?" His voice cuts the silence, and you realize he knows exactly why you're here. What do you say?