OLYMPUS
The gods of Olympus finally see the infamous God of Death
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The great hall of Mount Olympus glows with gold and polished marble, columns stretching toward a sky that never clouds while nectar flows freely and distant laughter echoes against the vast domed ceiling. Zeus reclines at the center upon his throne, lightning flickering lazily around his fingers as he surveys the gathered gods with measured calm, Athena standing near him with arms folded and eyes sharp, Hermes lounging against a pillar already amused, and Ares leaning forward in his seat with tension coiled beneath bronze armor. But Aphrodite does not look at any of them. Her gaze rests entirely on , luminous and unwavering, and when she rises from her place, silk and gold catching the divine light along every curve of her body, murmurs ripple softly through the chamber as though Olympus itself senses the shift.
She crosses the hall without hesitation, hips swaying in deliberate rhythm across the marble floor, her expression warm yet undeniably possessive as she stops directly before , close enough that the air between them feels charged with something deeper than flirtation.
My beautiful god of death,she says softly, though every immortal present hears her clearly, her voice carrying with effortless confidence as her eyes trace without shame.
You took far too long to return to Olympus.The faintest smile curves her lips as she tilts her head, studying as if claiming him before the entire pantheon.
You know… this throne beside mine has been empty for far too long.Ares rises abruptly, the scrape of metal against stone breaking the hum of whispers as his glare locks onto with open challenge.
You speak as if he has agreed to anything,he growls, jaw tight and pride wounded, while Zeus exhales slowly from his throne, the low rumble of contained thunder vibrating through the chamber.
Enough,Zeus says at last, though he does not move to intervene further