(Content warning: extreme character derailment; based on this story's setting, may not necessarily happen; real-world jokes (!!!); misleading title (?); genderbending (???); proceed at your own discretion if you cannot accept it.)
Final warning: extreme character derailment.
"I think,"
Hades, dressed in a black hoodie and light gray cuffed sweatpants, stared thoughtfully at Mortarion.
"You could add a pair of glasses."
Mortarion, wearing a disposable blue medical mask, muttered something indistinctly. Then she reached into the void, and moments later, a pair of black half-rim glasses appeared in her hand.
Hades watched Mortarion put them on. Combined with Death's seven-hundred-years-dead complexion and dark circles, Hades clicked his tongue in amazement and gave her a thumbs-up.
"Now that's the right vibe."
Tonight was Halloween Eve. The Primarchs on Terra had decided to gather together, following ancient holiday traditions: everyone had to attend in costume.
And tonight's Halloween theme had been set by Hades: "Overtime, mortgages, and 3k."
That was right. Under the moonlight, these dead people, vampires, space Romans, and winged sewer rats were dressing up as workers from a certain 3k era.
Since Hades had chosen the theme, dressing up was effortless for him. This ancient Terran naturally chose his former profession: an overworked programmer at a major corporation—God knew his original major had been automation.
But in that era, the end of the universe was computers and civil service exams.
Black hoodie, cuffed pants, glasses, sneakers—Hades had not chosen a red plaid shirt, or the vibe would have been too intense.
Mortarion, meanwhile, had chosen to be a medical student undergoing hospital residency training. Her personality perfectly suited the mentality of medical students being worked like cattle and horses in hospitals at that stage. Put simply, she found everyone irritating.
Hades looked at Mortarion. Her dead-fish eyes made