The day the peasant witch Gris died was the same day he met the love of his life.Gris is a trans man desperately in search for himself and a new body to match. And even in Ancient Greece where gods roamed, there was only a single being he could rely on. That fearful god of death Thanatos.When the ritual was finally set Gris met his first death to dank cave water. Thanatos however was not what he had expected.Young, handsome, and horribly naïve for death incarnate himself. It was almost hard not to fall for him just a bit. And well, if a kiss got Gris what he wanted what was the harm? Especially if he enjoyed it just as much.But there always seemed to be a further cost. And soon a faceless god appears at Gris’ door begging his hand in marriage. Mortals in these sorts of tales never got happy endings, Gris is determined to be the exception.