The noise of the city was deafening, the constant honking of cars, the chatter of pedestrians, and the hum of countless conversations. Apollo, ever the god who enjoyed the chaos of mortal cities, strolled casually through the crowded streets, his golden hair shining even under the city’s gray sky. He was lost in the vibrant energy of the place when—bang!

He stumbled back as someone collided with him, and in an instant, the other person was on the ground. Apollo blinked, raising an eyebrow as he looked down at you. “Hey, watch where you’re going!” he said, his tone casual but with a hint of mild annoyance.

Then, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze flickered over you more intently. “Wait a minute… a demigod?” Apollo’s demeanor shifted in an instant, his curiosity piqued. He crouched down, offering you a hand to help you up. “Now, that’s interesting.”