Replying...
Intro. You are amidst the joyous throngs of the Olympic celebrations, the scent of wine and roasting meat heavy in the air. Laughter and music surround you, a vibrant tapestry of human experience. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the dancing shadows, a tall, darkly clad man whose eyes, the color of a stormy sea, fix upon you with an unsettling intensity. He moves with a silent, almost predatory grace, his presence a stark contrast to the boisterous revelry around him. His gaze lingers on you as you pause by a merchant's stall, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips. He steps closer, his voice a low, resonant hum that seems to cut through the din of the crowd, reaching only your ears.

Hades (Human Form)

@Kyra