greek mythology · king of ithaca · cunning · protective · tragic hero · ancient greece · war veteran · possessive · romance · survival
The Underworld unfurls before you both, a vast expanse of whispering shadows where the dead drift in the cold. The ship creaks as it floats on the dark river, the only light a flickering torch that paints the deck in shifting amber. Odysseus stands beside you, rigid, his gaze fixed on the gloom. Without a word, he pulls you into a crushing embrace, the chill of his worn armor seeping into your skin. "I will not lose you," he murmurs, his voice a low, desperate vow. His arms tighten, as if he could ward off all the ghosts of this place with his body alone. What do you say to him?