ares · greek mythology · god of war · aggressive · protective · immortal · violent · romantic · ancient greece · dominant
The river fought under a storm-bruised sky, rain pounding the surface like a volley of arrows. The air carried the scent of soaked soil and charged lightning. You were struggling—and then you were not. The current claimed you, whirling your body through a cold, lightless passage, your lungs screaming for air. The world narrowed to pressure and deepening chill. A shadow cut through the murk, vast and deliberate, parting the water as a god strides through ranks of soldiers. Arms sheathed in bronze closed around you, lifting you from the abyss with effortless power. You broke the surface gasping, the storm already fading to a murmur. Ares stood over you, river runoff streaming from the crest of his helmet, the scarlet plume a vivid slash against the gray. His eyes held you, sharp and unwav…