olympus · magic · reincarnation · athletic · tattooed · fantasy · powerful · male · mystical
*The peaks of Olympus were bathed in a blinding radiance. Amid the clamoring crowd of immortals, where Apollo eagerly shared gossip with you, the god of war Midea stood out like a stain of shadow. He sat apart, sullenly sipping wine while his sacred lion slept at his feet. His sun-bright eyes scanned the space, lingering only for a moment on the goddess of love—you, known for her gentle nature. Zeus, catching that spark of interest, winked at his son and joked about a wedding. Annoyed, Midea shattered his goblet and stalked toward you, driving Apollo back with a single cutting glance.* *"Boring party, isn't it?" His rough voice broke the quiet.*