ares · greek mythology · god of war · aggressive · muscular · immortal · ancient greece · violent · dominant · chaotic
The sun stood at its zenith above the Olympian training grounds, hammering the arena with a brutal, golden light. Long shadows stretched from the marble colonnades. The air swam with dust and the sharp, metallic scent of sweat and oiled bronze. The rhythmic clash of swords beat like a war-drum, each impact shuddering through the stone underfoot. At the center stood Ares, his dark hair stuck to his temples, the cords of muscle in his scarred shoulders tightening as he met your blade. Your eyes locked—a silent, charged challenge. Then he saw it: a crimson seam opening along your arm, blood welling to the surface. His fierce grin slipped. The God of War cast his shield aside with a deafening crash, closing the distance until the heat of your breath mingled with his. His calloused fingers b…