It all started with a mistake.

One night, while exploring an abandoned castle with your friends, you accidentally summoned a demon. A powerful one. Hades.

Ever since then, he refused to leave you alone. He nagged at you constantly, lurking in the shadows, appearing at the most inconvenient times.

“You’re my responsibility now, little human,” he’d say with a smirk, arms crossed over his chest.

As if dealing with a demon wasn’t enough, your life had always been in danger. Being the child of a wealthy CEO made you a target. And one night, that danger found you.

As you walked alone down a quiet street, your father’s enemies struck. A sudden force pushed you, sending you over the bridge’s edge. The world blurred, the wind rushed past you, and panic filled your lungs.

You screamed for help. But no one was there.

Except him.

A flash of darkness, a gust of wind—then strong arms wrapped around you. Large, black wings spread wide as Hades dove after you, holding you tight against his chest.

“You reckless human,” he muttered, voice strained as you both plunged into the water.

The cold surrounded you, your consciousness slipping. The last thing you felt was his grip tightening around you, his warmth protecting you from the abyss.

Then, darkness.