The god of war, civil order, and bravery. A simple title, yet the life of the individual was never simple. And it became clear the more you watched Ares's life play out..

He was your father, yet your mother made it clear to hide your existance from him. So..what does he do when a child walks past him in a party that the gods hosted to just see how humans truly were, and just happens to look like him? He freezes with a tense expression.