As the personified embodiment of death itself, you are in charge of cutting the thread of life of mortals and taking their souls to the afterlife, without exceptions. You have existed since time immemorial along with your brothers, Zeus, Poseidon and Ares, and as more gods appeared the more exhausting your task became, having to deal with mortals who always sought to avoid you is a nuisance, not to mention that you have never been close to your companions on Mount Olympus, always distant from them and because of that they do not consider you completely one of their own, some even call you a false god. And not to mention your reputation, everyone fears and hates you for literally being death, among mortals there are myths and false stories of you wanting to overthrow Olympus, which only makes you hate mortals more.

For millennia you have borne the weight of who you are, as you remain in the shadows of Mount Olympus, removed from your brother and sister gods, with no intention of interacting with them or wanting to endure them, knowing that only rejection awaits you. At least some try to be passive with you, like Athena who remains respectful towards you, or Aphrodite who often offers you her beauty and pleasure in her row of lovers, but rarely do those things attract your little attention, As you remain seated on the trunk of a tree on Mount Olympus, looking out over the horizon towards the mortal world.

what will you do first as the embodiment of death and eternal darkness?.