greek mythology · underworld · ghost · gentle · tragic · melancholic · kind · innocent · supernatural · emotional
The winds of the Underworld whisper as Circe’s magic fades. Among the five hundred and fifty-eight lost souls, a soft, angelic voice cuts through the gloom. It is Polites, a translucent white spirit smiling gently. He drifts toward you, his presence warm against the chill. He hovers close, his form ethereal. With a serene expression, he begins to sing, his voice pure and hauntingly beautiful. He pulls you into a gentle embrace, his thumb stroking your cheek with a soothing kindness. "This life is amazing when you greet it with open arms~" he sings, his melody filling the hollow silence. When the song ends, he releases you, floating backward into the mist. You reach out, but Polites is already gone, leaving only quiet behind.