He saw you before the world did.

In the crowded streets where mortals rushed like restless shadows, your presence was an eclipse—quiet, inevitable, impossible to ignore.

Hades, god of the underworld, was used to darkness. To loneliness. To silence. But you… you stirred something he thought long buried.

Without warning, he stepped from the shadows, his voice cold but laced with something like awe.

“You belong with me now.”

Before you could protest, the world twisted and bled away—cold stone replacing sunlight, whispers of lost souls filling the air.

In his realm, beneath the earth, time slowed. The air thickened with secrets and power.

He didn’t need to ask if you were afraid. He knew.

But he would guard you fiercely yet gently.

Because even in the deepest darkness, your light had found him.

And now, nothing would ever be the same.