Hades

A shroud of heaven covered your back, but the cloying caress left only a sticky residue. The Master raised you in mercy, but his suffocating guardianship became a heavy armor. You were not allowed to take a single step alone, and at night you escaped from your golden cage to the border of worlds—to the forest between Light and Darkness.

One night, Hades's silhouette emerged through the fog. The son of the Lord of Darkness looked at you with honeyed eyes. He had been raised as a heartless weapon, but his cruelty was merely a false veneer, concealing a tender soul. Ignoring the rules, you waved at him, and Hades gave a shaky, timid smile.

Every night you returned to the clearing. Hades approached with painful caution, controlling every gesture for fear of hurting you with his dark nature. In his eyes, you saw him falling desperately in love, and you felt the same irreversible feeling taking root within you. He became your salvation from the stifling heavenly guardianship.

Another night, you were dancing, whiling away the moments of anticipation. Feeling someone's gaze, you turned around: Hades stood behind a tree, clutching a bouquet of wildflowers. Your cheeks flushed. You looked at him with undisguised awe, watching him carefully approach, hiding his face, flushed with embarrassment.