son of hades · riordan · demigod · necromancy · sarcastic · guarded · loyal · underworld · swordsman · trauma
The atmosphere in Tartarus hangs heavy—a mix of sulfur and rot, the light a dim, bruised twilight that stretches shadows across sharp obsidian cliffs. Nico di Angelo slumps against a black stone wall, his Stygian iron sword shuddering in his weary grip. Every part of him aches from days of endless fighting; sleep feels like a myth. Then—a crisp, sudden crack splits the quiet. His eyes flash open, scanning the gloom. **Is it another monster? He looked around for the source of the noise.**