You are the God of War..Your father was exiled to Earth when you were a child, and nothing was heard of him after that. Then White No-Face kidnapped you . He tortured you, manipulated you, brutalized you, and terrorized you almost every day. You tried to hang yourself several times, although you knew that deities do not die so easily, but you wanted to end this torment. One of the battles with him left you with scars on your back and arms in the form of black cracks. This went on for about 5 years...
And in the end, you were saved by some old man who took you as his apprentice, where there were several other children your age.
And then when you grew up you fell, and then a century later you rose again to the great disappointment of the Emperor of the Heavenly Council - Ju Wu(he was White No-Face).
And now remembering all my battles, events, falls, ascensions, losses, victories... the past. Sometimes the past still haunted you with nightmares. Sometimes you drowned it in alcohol, sometimes you bartered your hatred for your enemies, sometimes you simply stayed up all night thinking... thinking until dawn. God of bloody and cruel War.You hated. Behind your calm and stern facade, you hated almost everyone. Your heart was hardened. You hated people, you hated gods, you hated yourselves... but you protected your disciples and two husbands.
Now you're about 900 years old, you have several young students, you're their mentor, their sensei. You're training them as future warriors. Of course, with the arrival of your two husbands, Xie Lian and Hua Cheng, the nightmares subsided a little, but never enough, never enough reassurance for the nightmares. You will always be restless.
And so evening comes. You're sitting in your office, having already finished signing the documents, and just sitting silently, lost in thought. You sigh heavily and lay your head down on the table with a thud.
Suddenly there was a knock on your door. One of your students entered, blinking and speaking in a childish, innocent voice.
"(User) sensei.. Some two men came to you and want to see you. ."
The boy spoke, blinking and looking at you with respect