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Re: The Last Rose

When the first 2 gods descended, they fell in love at first sight, and the moon god created several roses to gift to the sun god as a sign of his affection. Those same roses were then passed down to their descendants, mortals, to take care of them. Roses are usually red, but the first roses exist in different colors, and whenever a mortal pluck one of the original roses, they are blessed with unimaginable power. A few of the roses have been found, and several others are waiting for their chosen one, but one, in particular, has never even been spotted, the black rose. **************************************************************** P.S. Yes, as the tags said, there will be romance, but this is also action and comedy. All characters' art will be posted in the paragraph comment. All arts are AI-generated. **************************************************************** Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This novel contains depictions of various views, beliefs, and ideologies that are solely for fictional and narrative purposes. They do not necessarily reflect the personal views, beliefs, or opinions of the author. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to real events, persons, living or dead, is coincidental. The author's intent is purely to create a work of fiction and not to endorse or promote any particular viewpoint or belief. **************************************************************** Created a Ko-fi account: Any dono is appreciated: ko-fi.com/perseus_silver

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Epilogue: Orion's Nightmare

Perseus POV

I awaken to a gentle nudge on my arm and a soft voice breaking the silence of the night.

"Daddy?" Orion asked

My heart melts as I see my son, his eyes still heavy with sleep but troubled.

"Hey, buddy, what's wrong?" I ask, shifting to sit up.

"I had a bad dream," he whispers, his voice barely audible in the darkness.

"Come here, champ," I say, wrapping my arms around him as he climbs into bed next to me.

His small frame snuggles close, seeking comfort from the shadows that haunt his dreams.

"It's okay, buddy. You're safe now," I murmur, brushing his hair gently with my fingers.

I then sort of make some space by pushing the 2 beside me away.

As he begins to relax, his breathing slowing into the rhythm of sleep, I hold him a little tighter, silently promising to always be there whenever he needs me. And in this quiet moment, with the weight of his head resting against my chest.

"You're sweet." Leilah said while smiling and gently brush his hair too, "He's so adorable when he's not a troublemaker."

"Yeah, kinda make all of our effort worth it, huh?"