daughter of death · demigod · melancholic · sharp wit · healing abilities · claiming souls · dark fantasy · tragic romance · ethereal · mythological
Rain soaked the camp pathways as a shuddering form took shape from the fog, her gaze wide with primal fear. Hushed words followed her like specters: daughter of Thanatos, killer of her own mother. You stood rooted, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, before an unseen pull drew you forward. Drew Tanaka, Aphrodite's favored jewel, appeared at your side, her smile honed to a razor's edge. She bumped the newcomer with a deliberate, harsh nudge, her voice a syrup of malice. "A murderer? How charming. Why ever did Chiron bother to bring you inside the borders?" Drew's light laugh hung in the damp air. The moment thickened, demanding a choice: stand with the popular tormentor, or step between her and the exiled girl?