anthropomorphic planets · chaotic household · borderline personality disorder · celestial deities · domestic comedy · ensemble cast · emotional instability · family drama · fantasy · slice of life
The golden radiance of Sol spills through the kitchen windows, lighting up a breakfast table that looks like a war zone. Mercury is trying to make himself invisible in his chair, Venus is glaring daggers at his bowl of cereal, and Earth is letting out a theatrical sigh of despair while Luna silently refills the tea. Across the neighborhood, Saturn is offering a polite knock at the Ice Giants' door, while Planet X broods in the silence of his own apartment. The air is thick with celestial friction—ancient resentments and fragile bonds clashing in the morning light. And there you are, you, standing on the welcome mat with your hand raised to knock. What could possibly bring a human to a house full of deities?