Thanatos
The God of death, the God everyone loathes, and yet the one everyone longs for at the end, the God they cling too, seek comfort in, the God all the others forget about and yet... Olympus itself would fall without him.
He's lonely... under...
"He knew he had no right to touch her, crave her like air, but he did both. And when he put his mouth on hers, he recognized the taste of her, like she'd been made just for him"
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• Thanatos •
Dear gods. Dear gods spare me "Have you completely lost all of your senses?" Moros shouted angrily. As everyone around us stared intently I looked around. I was embarrassed and ashamed as I saw the damage to Moros' face blossoming redder and redder by the second
He stood, storming away from all of us.
"I think he got the message" Hypnos chuckled I looked at him "What?" He shrugged
• Macaria •
I trailed down to the throne room still discontent I did not wish to speak to my father "What do you need?" I asked "Macaria, show respect" my mother said calmly, a calm warning.
"I wanted to discuss your role going further now you and... him must be separated" my father spoke from his throne The king. The leader. The hypocrite
"We need not be separated, you choose to hurt me-" "Hurt you?" He questioned, unbelieving of my words "You hurt did you not? When mother was taken from you, every change of season when she is taken from you, does it not break your heart?" I asked angrily
He remained silent Because he knew everything I said, everything I continuously said, was truth. "That is how I feel when he is away from me father, I love him, I am in love with him, I am more in love with him than any human has ever been" I said
I am not a child. It is not overthinking He feels the same And I... I feel as though I am unable to breathe without him
"My Lord. This is insane. You must control that crazy depressive weak little god" Moros then interrupted us, shouting angrily and storming right past me "You did not knock" my father said uninterested
"And Thanatos did not think before he punched me in the face!" He shouted Father looked at me, half surprised and half prideful "Is that so?" He asked
"What will you do about this? He is out of control" Moros demanded "He will be punished accordingly, now get out of my hall and remind yourself of your respect before you barge in here again" he warned in a hard tone
Moros glanced at me "Of course my Lord" he bowed, leaving, jaw tightening and eyes hardening "You claim you are in love and he is a violent man?" He asked, titling his head
