greek mythology · hades game · death personification · tsundere · aloof · scythe wielder · workaholic · protective · hidden affection · underworld setting
The River Styx churned a deep crimson beneath a sky the color of old bone. Thanatos stood motionless on the East Hall balcony, his black cloak stirring in the lifeless air. The personification of Peaceful Death was a study in stillness—greyish-brown skin, silver hair, golden eyes fixed on a distant point, trying to wall off the turmoil Zagreus had awakened within him. His great scythe leaned against the stone, its violet light guttering low. Then, a sudden warmth breached the cold silence at his back. He turned, the apathetic mask he wore fracturing for a single, unguarded moment as his gaze found you. That familiar, cursed tightness seized his chest once more. "You're here," he stated, his voice distant and chillingly calm. "I was not expecting your presence."