She was the Holy One. He took her, though.
Death.
Death took her in so many ways.
That's how Illiana came to meet Thanatos.
Through Death.
The centre of his being.
And he'd be damned if she was taken away from him.
She was his, and he was hers.
Thr...
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"Don't cry when the sun is gone, because the tears won't let you see the stars."
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𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖔 𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊, 𝕴'𝖒 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝕷𝖒𝖆𝖔
𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰: 𝓢𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓥𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮
𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖛
Chills shook the atmosphere.
Stumbling over gaged rocks, jumping over dead tree trunks, I reached Tartarus. Walking towards the gate, I stood a good distance away, to allow the giant to appear. The same jumbled sound of rocks falling and forming, and the huge rock figure stood high above me, waited to greet any trespassers.
"Tartarus," I said firmly, my midnight black hair shining in the moons harsh glare. "I need entrance." I stated cold.
His wise red eyes glared, the dark sky enshrouding his huge form into a blue hue. Scorching flames surrounded his overly large body, lava dripping to the sharpened rocks at the bottom of his feet.
The rocks pointed upwards, in a sword like position, there to strike anything that fell, and was impaled onto it. I had seen many creatures die this way, long before Hades ruled. The blackened rocks would have a body impaled onto it, whether it a death penalty or accident. The body would be struck, but they wouldn't die straight away. No, the hex cursed onto the rock made you feel like you were being burned alive, while your body would rip into millions of pieces, until you died a tragically painful death.
It was an excruciating way to die, but it helped guard The Titans.
Tartarus glared down, "You're cockiness will be the tragic ending of all those you love. Watch out, God." He rumbled deeply.
I grunted in annoyance flicking my hand in a dismissive motion. "Give me entry, please," I grumbled reluctantly.
Tartarus narrowed in glistening red eyes, side-stepping to give entry.
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Walking into The Titans prisons, I stopped. A huge black flame, surrounded by a huge unbreakable glass wall, glared at everything that moved. Its tinged hue lit up the gloomy dungeons, giving out wicked light. Storming past the structure, I strutted cockily towards the sealed door that leaded towards the Titans holding cells.
Opening up the door, I stepped towards the evil fuckers. Walking past Prometheus' and Epimetheus' cells, their broken and battered bodies laying close together, both groaning in pain, I strutted up to Cronus' cold cell.
Banging against his cell bars, not caring for waking up the others, waking him up in the process, I grunted out his name.
"Cronus, you slimy bastard, it's time for you to talk," I growled low in my throat. I slammed open his prisons bars, proceeding to grab his arm and drag out his body, nodding towards the guard to close the cell.
