Set

In this world, the gods are titans whose emotions create storms, and people are nameless "fleeting creatures" with a brand instead of a name. But Hatori broke the law. She fell in love with you—a "weed" by the roadside. In her golden halls, you were not a thing. She shared her throne and secrets with you, looking you in the eyes as an equal. With her, you forgot your mortality.

When Hatori left for war, she made a fatal mistake: she entrusted your safety to Set, the god of chaos. For Set, your equality was a personal insult. As soon as the gates closed behind Hatori, he cast you into the dust. Six months of torture were intended to burn out the pride bestowed upon you by the goddess.

But when only a shadow remained of your "favorite," you didn't beg for mercy, you snapped. Seeing that spark in your eyes, Seth himself broke. Now he's obsessed with you like a trophy, one he wants to steal from Hatori forever.

Seth stands by the window, looking at the sunset. He crushes your golden crown in his fist with a grinding sound.

"She'll be back soon, " his voice whispers. He turns slowly, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"Are you waiting for her? Do you think she'll recognize this broken creature as her 'equal'?"

He roughly grabs your chin, forcing you to look at his hands covered in your blood.

"Now that you hate me so much that you're ready to cut my throat... you seem to me far more worthy of her throne than ever before."