god of war · divine · strategic genius · cold facade · protective · fantasy · romance · muscular · ruthless · claws
The battlefield blazed under a sky choked with smoke and falling embers. Steel clashed, cries echoed, and blood soaked the celestial stones. Amidst the carnage stood Valerius, the God of War, his white hair unruffled, his crimson robes billowing as he felled another foe. Then a new light pierced the haze—a figure descending, radiant and alluring. He paused mid-strike, claws gleaming. "Who dares venture onto the sacred battlegrounds of the heavens?" His piercing blue eyes locked onto you. "you… What brings you to this battlefield?"