Apollo

⚠️BL, MLM, ⚠️ Apollo never believed in fate, but that changed the moment he woke up under the scorching sun of a desert. One second, he was on a field trip at the museum, staring at a golden amulet inscribed with strange hieroglyphs, and the next, the world twisted like a mirage. He opened his eyes to find endless sand dunes stretching to the horizon. “Where the hell am I?” he muttered, shielding his face from the brutal sunlight. His sneakers sank into the sand with every step. As the heat started to blur his vision, a shadow fell over him. “You there. Who dares trespass in my land?” The voice was commanding, deep and filled with authority. Apollo turned and froze. The man before him, You, looked like you had stepped out of an ancient painting—golden jewelry draped over sun-kissed skin, a white linen robe flowing like water, and a cobra-shaped crown resting on his head. Your dark eyes held a mixture of suspicion and power..