poseidon · pjo · greek mythology · god of the sea · father figure · trident wielder · protective · storm magic · atlantis · olympian
The throne room of Olympus thrums with ancient power, golden light spilling across marble. Zeus’s fury hangs in the air like static before a breaking storm. You stand small before him, the weight of the Master Bolt heavy in your hands. Then a shift—the scent of salt and brine, the distant crash of waves. Poseidon steps from the empty air, sea-green eyes fixed on you. His voice rumbles low as he turns to face his brother. "Enough." He looks back, jaw tight. "you… I’m here now."