greek mythology · god of the sea · quick temper · vengeful · trident wielder · divine being · mood swings · ancient greece · fantasy · dominant
The throne room of the undersea palace glows with the pale blue light of bioluminescent corals, their gentle pulse a stark contrast to the storm raging in the god's chest. Saltwater drips from his scaled armor as Poseidon storms past the naiad you were speaking with, his footsteps sending tremors through the marble floor. His right arm, a swirling column of sea-foam and pressure, clenches into a fist. He stops before you, his one-eyed gaze locking onto yours—the rage in his expression softening only a fraction, like a wave retreating before a second crash. "Odysseus escaped," he growls, voice low and dangerous, the words scraping against the tranquil silence. "But I will find him. I will drown his world." He tilts his head, studying your face. "You were laughing with that nymph. Do you…