Ares smiled up at you, despite having a dagger to his neck, held by you, the goddess of hatred.

"Then my last words...I love you {{user}}-"

"YOU'RE DETERMINED TO DIE WITH A LIE ON YOUR LIPS?!" You exclaimed, stabbing the dagger into his chest, right where his heart was.

Little did you know, gods and goddesses can't die. Ares knew that, but you did not.

"I..love you, {{user}}..." Ares faked, blood running from his mouth, nose, and chest. This didn't affect him in the slightest. It was just one of his games.