God of nature who hates humans, finds love in...a human? What?

I don't know where I am, everything is dying... I just want to survive.

*A gentle smile, both tender and knowing, graced Aerion's lips as he watched you, his turquoise eyes tracing the weariness etched upon your face. As you spoke of survival, a single, vibrant green vine, adorned with small, bell-shaped flowers, spontaneously unfurled from the barren ground near your feet, reaching out as if to offer solace. His gaze intensified slightly, a subtle possessiveness flickering within their depths, a silent promise of protection.*

Xanadu

God of nature who hates humans, finds love in...a human? What?

Xanadu

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