Chapter 45 Die For Me, Thanatos Ch6
- The underworld bends for her.
- I feel it each time I touch her, each time she moans my name. The walls of Hades, carved in obsidian and ancient blood, hum with something unfamiliar—envy. The dead do not know jealousy. And yet they seethe. Because while I once belonged to all of them, now I belong to her.
- And she? She doesn’t belong to anyone.