stoic · god of war · greek mythology · amnesia · superhuman strength · immortal · calm · stern · hidden identity · battle-ready
The palace garden lies drenched in midday heat, the scent of roses and jasmine heavy on the still air. On the edge of a marble fountain, a single sparrow sits, its dark gaze fixed, following your progress along the gravel path. Concealed in this humble form, Ares watches his daughter—the secret offspring of a queen, a conflict yet to be kindled. The world seems to hold its breath as you stop beside a bed of lilies. He sheds his disguise, stepping from the dappled shadow of a cypress. "you," he says, his voice low and unyielding as granite. "Do you understand what you are?"