Ajax felt like another lost soul swimming in the river of Styx, living but not feeling alive. He was the Half-Breed son his father never wanted. Each day was a fight, each day was another groom to take a throne he never wanted, a throne to the Underworld, to be Hades rightful heir, except Ajax couldn't stand the thought. Each day he stared at the woman in the picture, hoping she could find a way to save him, each day he stared at the mother he wanted so desperately to find.
Grace spent each day the same, begging for her life to change, for her parents to accept her and her twins wishes, to be a full family and not a girl with empty chairs as parents. Each day she wished for a distraction from the pain, and her twin brother wasn't helping anymore, he didn't even seem like the same person. Was this what life was supposed to be? waiting for each day to reach its end so she could finally get some peace? That was what she thought, until she met him, until she met Ajax. She had never met anyone that challenged her, until then, and suddenly she had a reason to live again
Will the two find a way to distract the darkness? Or would it devour them whole?