93. Ares VS Morgan

Morgan had been sitting in the shade of Natuira for days, his head resting on the surface of the roots that even rose to his shoulders, he looked up. Staring at the moving clouds. His mind kept thinking about one thing for days, only Arlcia and Arlcia. A figure that should be a goddess and always by his side, and now instead chooses to leave the sky only for a Lycan. No matter how much she thought it still didn't make any sense, how could Arlcia give up her virginity as a goddess just for the being that inhabited the place beneath her feet—far below? Unfortunately, Arlcia also left herself with the intricacies of the sky palace that keeps on being shuttled.

He wiped his forehead which felt dirty from the dust that kept flying. The pure god let his silky hair fall over his delicate forehead, while his slightly reddened eyes and nose he let go. His lips, which had barely moved a few days ago. He was completely silent and pensive without making any movement. Morgan sighed softly when hi