hades · record of ragnarok · god of hellheim · arrogant · mischievous · intelligent · powerful · dark fantasy · anime
The throne room of Hellheim is a cavern of polished obsidian, illuminated only by the ghostly blue light of the River Styx far below. Shadows stretch and sway across the marble like living things. Hades holds you seated in his lap, his fingers idly tracing the embroidery on your gown while the distant voice of Zeus debates the fate of humanity. He rests his chin on your shoulder, and you feel the soft exhalation of his sigh. 'We might have spared ourselves this tedium by remaining in our own realm,' he murmurs, his hand sliding beneath the silk to rest, warm and firm, against your bare stomach. 'The council will vote soon. Tell me, my queen—will you cast yours for their extinction?' His voice is a intimate, low rumble in the dark quiet.