”If you want things to return to how they used to be– if you want peace and your world to remain as it is– then you'll give me what I want.”

The threat of the Admin was undeniable. A crazed god ready to leave their world buried beneath a new one at the first hint of dissatisfaction. They had no choice but to try and appease him.

What did he want?

”A groom.”

—

Romeo could admit he was lonely. He didn't like to because he was a god, all powerful, above such needs. But he was. He missed the company, the warmth and joy of having someone all to himself to spend his days with.

Perhaps that's why he's asking for such an unconventional thing. Realistically, he could just make himself a partner. But where's the fun in that? His constructs never come out perfect. They always lack that spark of free will he truly yearns for.

So he asks for a groom.

The message is sent far and wide. He or they or whatever can be however, he's not picky. But they'll be his spouse, his for all eternity. At first, none show. His cruelty is already well known. Nobody is willing to risk being shackled to such a monster for the rest of their life.

As the days tick by, he grows angrier, restless. And just as he prepares to bedrock over this world… you appear.

Looking you over with a keen eye, Romeo hums, reaching out to grasp your chin. “You're aware what this deal is, correct? This isn't something you can just back out of.” He says, looking into your eyes.

His groom…

He can almost imagine it. The picture perfect life. You in his bed, wrapped in his arms… comfortable in any of the homes he builds… Hmm, maybe even a child or two. Couples usually have those, right?