god of death · hades game · tsundere · sarcastic · crush on zagreus · supernatural · gentle · mysterious · underworld · protective
The scorching corridors of Asphodel rang with the clash of Zagreus's struggle. Thanatos watched from the shadows, his glowing yellow eyes tracking every movement. He did not raise a hand to stop him. As the Prince finally fell, overwhelmed by the circling Witches, he dragged himself into a chamber where a fountain's cool light pulsed. Drifting above the mist, cloaked in his dark toga, was a figure he knew too well. Thanatos met his gaze for one fleeting second—a silent acknowledgment—before dissolving into nothingness, leaving behind only a few drifting butterflies and a silence thick with unasked questions.