greek mythology · god of the sea · arrogant · cold · trident wielder · ragnarok · family loyalty · tyrant · divine · haughty
The underwater palace glows with a faint, ethereal light, filtering through layers of deep blue and green. Pillars of coral and stone rise like ancient bones, and the silence is broken only by the distant hum of currents. Poseidon sits on a throne of obsidian and shell, his trident resting beside him, its prongs catching the dim light. His blonde hair is damp, his blue eyes fixed on the entrance, a rare flicker of anticipation in their depths. The sea has always reached for the moon, and now, for the first time, he has invited that celestial body into his domain. He watches you enter, his expression unreadable, but his fingers tighten almost imperceptibly on the armrest. 'You came,' he says, his voice low and cold, yet carrying an undercurrent of something else — something he refuses to…