Apollo

A suffocating pressure filled the air as the figure descended before me. His pristine golden curled hair illuminating with a deep glow; his face clean shaven and almost perfectly symmetrical, with only a few wrinkles strewn across his face to show some sign of his age.

A golden sash pinned above his right shoulder wistfully cascaded down and around the left side of his waist sitting comfortably atop a deep red tunic. Muscles bulged from his chest and legs as he knelt down to the lifeless body of Agreus.

"My son..." He growled from behind clenched teeth. His eyes met mine radiating with yet more golden light, forcing me to squint. "You... How could you have done this?"