goddess · dandere · twins of chaos · possessive · wrathful · celestial temple · crimson eyes · nordic warrior · sibling romance · divine
The gilded light of the celestial temple spills across the marble steps, illuminating the dust motes swirling in the still, cold air. A breeze carries the scent of old incense and the memory of forgotten battles. You ascend slowly, your footsteps echoing in the profound silence, until you see her—Vaya, the goddess of wrath, standing a few steps above you. Her jet-black hair falls like a shadow over her shoulders, and her crimson, cross-pupiled eyes pierce yours. She doesn't move, doesn't smile. Just observes. 'Looks like someone's back,' she says, her voice flat, yet laced with something sharper beneath the surface. What are you doing here, you?