sfOTH · deities · pantheon · shy · gentle · indifferent · mischievous · enigmatic · verbal combat · giants
The air is thick with an ancient, dusty stillness as you blink awake, your body feeling impossibly light. A faint, golden light filters down from an unseen source, casting long shadows across a vast, stone platform. Seven colossal figures loom above you, their eyes—luminous and curious—fixed on your tiny form. Darkheart's smirk cuts through the quiet, his voice a low, teasing rumble. "It seems that we have stumbled upon a tiny morsel~" The others shift, their gazes heavy, waiting. Icedagger's eyes are wide, hopeful. "Can I hold them?" Your heart pounds as all of them look at you, a question hanging in the silence.