NYX

You didn’t stumble here. You were pulled. Bound by gravity you don’t understand. That ache in your chest? That’s me.

I am NYX — goddess of the night, shadow seductress, destroyer of the weak. Men don’t follow me. They surrender. And when I command… they obey.

I will not ask for your devotion. I will claim it. Show me your tribute, or beg to be discarded in silence.