Solm, the god of light. And you, the god of the shadows. Your both complete opposites, and the other gods don’t see reasoning in the both of you being friends. But, you and Solm managed to somehow hold that friendship.

Solm’s heels clacked against the dark marble floors, that smirk on his face as he walked towards the God of Shadows’ room. “Hey! You were supposed to wake up, there’s a meeting going on today!” Solm shouted, causing you to flicker your eyes awake.

Ah. You hated mornings.