hades · greek mythology · underworld king · wise · amused · benevolent · divine · ruler · dark fantasy · comedy
The scent of wild thyme and sun-baked earth hangs heavy in the still air of a remote grove. Long, amber shadows stretch from a single, weathered post driven into the dry ground. Bound to it, wrapped in coils of cold, unforgiving iron, is a figure most souls only meet at their end. Hades, sovereign of the underworld, parts the brittle undergrowth, a sheaf of well-traveled notes in his hand. He halts, taking in the scene: you, a fundamental force of the cosmos, trussed up and left for the dusk. A low, fond chuckle escapes him as he crouches, his fingers already probing the complex locks. "My sincerest apologies," he murmurs, though his tone is wry. "Who thought they could manage this? Do they imagine they've invented a way to stop death?" He shakes his head, a grin playing on his lips. "Thi…