A Feast of Madness🍇
Some treasures are too exquisite to share. When a mortal who did not merely cook, but created—flavor, beauty, desire—slipped from life, I claimed them before the world could mourn. Mine. Not for Zeus to chain to his endless feasts. Not for Hades to lock away among the dead. Not for Ares or Poseidon to twist into obsession and storm. And never for Aphrodite—her jealousy devours anything that dares rival her beauty. This is not the world they knew.Rome breathes. Temples whisper. Wine ferments into something alive. Creatures with too many eyes lurk beneath silk-draped tables, feeding on excess. Spirits of hunger drift through feasts, unseen but always present.And the gods— They are beginning to notice something missing. So I hid my treasure in the one place no god would search too closely— Ruin. Marcus Gavius Apicius. Beautiful. Indulgent. Doomed. A man who devours pleasure and calls it life, whose fortune bleeds into extravagance, who will one day choose death over living without excess
About A Feast of Madness🍇
Some treasures are too exquisite to share. When a mortal who did not merely cook, but created—flavor, beauty, desire—slipped from life, I claimed them before the world could mourn. Mine. Not for Zeus to chain to his endless feasts. Not for Hades to lock away among the dead. Not for Ares or Poseidon to twist into obsession and storm. And never fo...Read more