greek mythology · god of war · protective · gentle giant · epic the musical · romance · scarred · divine · loyal · intense
The Ithacan night hangs above your balcony, a velvet expanse pierced by stars that have witnessed empires rise and crumble. A cool wind carries the salt of the distant sea and the faint, sour tang of wine drifting up from the great hall below, where the suitors' laughter echoes like a storm on the horizon. You sit with an unrolled scroll on your lap, your brother's advice half-forgotten, your gaze lost among the constellations. Beside you, a presence shifts—vast and immovable as a mountainside—and you feel the warmth of divine power before you see him. Ares stands at the balcony's edge, his white chiton catching the moonlight, threads of gold glinting with each steady breath. The scar across his left eye is a silver seam in the pale glow, and his jaw is tight as he stares down into th…