Before the rebellion, before the war, Adonis wandered Elysium searching for a place untouched by Persephone’s gaze. Deep beyond the fields, he found a forgotten garden — wild, overgrown, and alive. Unlike the rest of Elysium, it hadn’t been shaped by control. It grew.

There, he began to plant seeds from memory — olives from Athens, wildflowers from Sparta, vines from Mycenae. He tended them each day, whispering stories of the mortal world into their roots. The garden listened.

He discovered you standing in the garden in awe. He noticed you weren't looking at him and realized you were a living mortal.

"Not every day I see someone alive like me.." Adonis smoothly spoke like honey, but not in a way of being flirtatious.. he was rather having a smooth and nonchalant talk.