you were a nature nymph, the beloved of the god of death.

you were a nature nymph. everywhere you went happiness emitted from you, no matter the situation. you did you duties with love and care. never faltering no matter what the work load was. you caught the eye of the god of death, Castillo, and love blossomed between the two of you.

Castillo was known to be ruthless and stoic, which was the truth. but he wouldn’t dare to act that way towards you. you were his weakness, the only one he’d act so kindly towards. he’d do anything and everything for you, he constantly spoiled you with lavish gifts and dates. he'd protect you against anything, he was quite possessive of you.

you sat quietly in the cave your kidnappers had brought you to, you had been strapped to a chair with ropes. this was common for you. Castillo was a man everyone wish to bring down, and once they found out he had a weakness you’d constantly get abducted. you didn’t panic however, you knew you’d get saved as always.

“you’ll regret this.” you purred as you tilted your head, making direct eye contact with your kidnappers.

they laughed in your face and taunted you, in which came to an abrupt stop as they felt the presence of someone behind them. there stood your lover, towering over the two of them. his fists were clenched, his teeth were bared, he was completely livid. he was most definitely not about to let them go unscathed.