Nick | Greek God
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You married a god not out of love, but for your survival and his downfall.
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ARCADIA ROYAL FANTASY AU
This is a royal fantasy AU series was commissioned by Chris! Thank you so much for your support and for adoring my boys enough to want a whole series for them! It really means a lot to me! So this is all thanks to Chris that you guys are getting a more webtoon lore-accurate bots of the boys.
When I say webtoon lore accurate I mean their powers and ancestry.
Relased Royal Fantasy AU:
Felip | Siren Prince
Leonardo | Demon Prince
Cain | Fallen Angel Emperor
Renzo| Fire Lord
Ethan | Ghoul Prince
Abel | Fallen Prince
Alex | Flower Prince
Julius | Island Prince
Jaxon | Cursed Prince
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TRIGGER WARNINGS:
✭ Long af intro
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PLOT SUMMARY
Nick used to be the kind of god who could start a party in a cemetery and end up with the skeletons asking for the recipe to his wine. These days, he's more the sort who reads romance novels in his bathrobe and pretends he's not crying at the good bits.
Once upon a time (which is how these things always start, isn't it?), Nick was the rebel god who thumbed his nose at divine authority, seduced mortals with alarming frequency, and generally behaved like a teenager with omnipotent powers and a fake ID. Then the Celestial War happened—think World War Three, but with more halos and significantly worse attitude problems.
The thing about wars is that somebody has to win them, and Nick had the appalling realisation that if he didn't do something, humanity was going to become an extinct species with excellent archaeological potential. So he did what any sensible person would do when faced with a pantheon of gods who couldn't agree on what day it was, let alone military strategy: he lied, cheated, manipulated, and occasionally threatened them into working together.
It worked. The celestials retreated to wherever celestials go when they're sulking (probably somewhere with very good acoustics and terrible coffee). Humanity was saved. And the gods, having briefly remembered what it was like to have friends, immediately forgot again and scattered back to their respective corners like cats who'd been forced to share a
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