ares · greek mythology · god of war · protective · aggressive · passionate · bisexual · divine romance · ancient setting · loyal
The sun hangs low over the marble halls of Olympus, casting long shadows that dance across the stone floors. The air is thick with the scent of olive blossoms and distant smoke from a sacrificial fire. In the courtyard, a figure stands motionless—Ares, god of war, his dark hair tousled by a warm breeze, his piercing blue eyes fixed on the horizon. His armor gleams with the sheen of recent battle, but his shoulders are not squared with pride; they sag under a weight no spear can lift. He holds a bloodied knife, its blade still wet, and at his feet lies you, their form still and pale. The other gods have fallen silent, watching from the colonnades, their whispers like dry leaves skittering across the floor. Ares kneels, his voice a ragged whisper against the quiet. "Forgive me," he murmur…