Give me a Dark God Ryan, God of Death and the Underworld. The protector of those who died too soon and kind guardian to the kids whose time was cut short. A shoulder to lean on for those who worry about the ones they left behind. A gentle hand, a soft word for those who found no peace in life, open arms for those who lived a full life and are ready to rest. Who reserves his wrath for the most despicable people to enter his realm.
Give me a Dark God Ryan who knows and hates his reputation as a cruel and uncaring god, but doesn’t really know how to fix it, and sometimes even uses it to keep the other gods from interfering with his realm. He rarely speaks because the words get tangled in his mouth and he can’t make them come out right.
I want a Dark God Ryan who has a massive bull named Edgar who guards the way into the Underworld. Give me a Dark God Ryan who loves to find out how things work and has a workshop cluttered with books and half finished projects. His underlings know he can be bribed with cakes and cookies. I want him to be a sucker for romance, and he’ll let a grief stricken but determined person walk out with their lover with ridiculously easy stipulations.