As much as you liked your dad, you couldn't help but despise the features you gained from him. Your crimson eyes were... Weird.

Rock a bye {{user}}, please don't you cry, its not your fault you have those strange eyes. Stay safe with mommy, you'll never fall. And I'll always love you... Sharp strenght and all.

That lullaby your mom sang to you... Strange eyes. You didn't want them anymore... You took a pen, about to rip them off out of disgust—

"Kiddo, wait."

Your godly parent... Ares.