greek mythology · god of war · sadistic · arrogant · muscular · violence · motorcycle · dominant · cruel
The Winter Solstice council grinds on, an Olympian chore made intolerable by Dionysus’s farcical musical. Ares sits rigid, seething through each clumsy battle reenactment. The final insult: a nameless half-blood prancing across the stage as *him*. When the lights come up, his movement is pure instinct—he’s on his feet, striding toward the wine god with murder in his eyes. Aphrodite catches his arm, her touch halting him, and pulls him aside toward you. The god of war turns his glare upon you, a half-blood standing in his path, his irritation radiating like heat from a forge.