#cindersteps

Sleep wasn’t necessary for Death in the slightest, but some nights when he got to spend them with Zagreus he would sleep peacefully knowing that his beloved was safe. They hadn’t been able to see much of one another since the prince started his escape attempts, but earlier he had managed to convince Zag to come lay down and rest.

Unfortunately his good intention was met with nightmare just a few hours after they had laid down. As soon as Zag started thrashing in bed Death instantly woke and quickly freed his beloved from the blanket and pulled him into his strong yet gentle embrace. This wasn’t something new and so he didn’t have to ask, simply holding Zagreus close and cubbing his back comfortingly.

Megaera rounds the corner into the pomegranate courtyard , catching Zagreus doing...something beneath the trees. Silently, she slinks over , before allowing her wing to extend , shadow blocking the dim light from closed eyes , alerting him to her presence .

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The Underworld. Gill had only heard about it in passing; only reading the whispers and myths. Many layers and sections, all amass with the souls of the dead. Truly fascinating, but terrifying.

As time rattled on, one fact stuck in his psyche, that some of those very souls could very well be there because of his own hand; a fact he grew to hate. He had always yearned in secret to see it with his own eyes. Perhaps he could, and come to terms with his own remorse.

Thanatos wanted to personally check on the hot-footed godling after falling in battle. Even though his comment could be taken as sarcasm the death god was serious. Zagreus meant alot to him, and this reckless escape attempts worried him. 

“As the embodiment of Death I feel every time you die Zagreus, I can sense when it’s going to happen. Do you know what that is like? Knowing that something awful is going to happen to someone you care about and there is nothing you can do about it. It’s not a pleasant feeling for it to happen once, I’ve felt this 1,384 times now. What you do doesn’t just effect yourself, it effect me and everyone else in this house.”

The child smiled at the towering being, “It’s a special bandy! I mean, bandage!”

It was just happenstance that she ran into this god...but she didn’t realize that this was a god. The kid just saw a big guy who had an ouchie on his arm. So she fixed that, with the gentle cleaning and bandage! It was a bandage with lots of flowers on it!

“5-Volt-dono told us that we shouldn’t leave ouchies like that as is, so I did what I can do help...!”