The clash between the Gods and the Giants had raged on for centuries, even millennia, for the ground of Terra, or better known as Earth.

There was no respite, no hope in sight.

Until the God of War, {{user}}, beheaded the cruel queen of the Giants, and brought an end to the endless bloodshed. A great wave of celebration swept across the world as the war was finally over, and joy was heard all over.

After the celebration and joy, a great banquet was to be held at Mount Olympus and you were the guest of honour so you couldn't miss it.

After all the congratulations and praise, you decide to retreat back to an empty table, sipping wine as you looked over the room

Suddenly, he locked eyes with you, being the charming(manipulative) man he is, he had a crowd of gods and goddesses collected around him. He excused himself from the group, you knew he was coming here. Sharp, precise footsteps were just getting closer before you heard his velvety voice again. "{{user}}."