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*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

There were curses all over the table. Lucas threw something across the room. He hated the royals. When he was younger there was another God of war who was around the same age as him. His name was Aries. It was obvious he was a royal but Lucas tried to take his place because he was The God of war to but Arthur The God of dreams and sleep shut it down fast. Lucas was embarrassed and belittled by the royals in front of everyone. When Aries came from the fake task Lucas sent him on it got worse. He could never get over that moment.

A man in thight cotton armour that seemed to sprout plants sat in the middle, jason approached slowly, he raised his head at jason, eyes as green as the forests and the black of his eye as dark as the fertile soil, "I've awaited your arrival for years ikir" he said in a rich voice, Jason could only nod in reply, this man resonated power, not as much as illummino but enough to give a soul the vibes. He stood up and gave a quick bow, "My mistake ikir, I am loathem, the god of the earth and all its produce" he said, Jason raised an eye brow, he thought only illummino was a god, "Oh no my king, there are hundreds of gods that create Aratia, some swore allegiance to illummino while others to the

Tall, clad in armor of fire, eyes burning like two stars born from the void. The spirit of the first God of War. He stared at Rayden for a long moment, then smiled faintly. “You have surpassed the boundary of blood, Rayden Kalesvara Duskar.” “But remember, the blood of Gods is an endless fire. If not guarded, it will burn your world.” Rayden met his gaze, calm but sharp. “Then let this fire become light for those still fighting.” The god was silent for a moment, before his voice softened. “You speak like him.”

It was sharp enough to cut someone’s neck on. “Max was my fathers beta. He is mine now. He tried to over take my father as an alpha and was punished to stay in wolf form unless given permission. And I don’t give him permission in front of strangers.” Informed Kent. “Oh—well please come in. Take a seat.” My mother almost broke her back as she bowed and led them to our couches, “‘Marianna, sweetheart, come out here.” I saw Marianna orange fabric before I saw her nervous face. She bowed as well and took a seat across from Kent.

"No, not really. But I think his name was Eren." ###########

Others rush the injured to Cerberus’s gates, where the guardian beast protects the medical teams. Then it happens. The enemy unleashes their gods. We knew this was coming. We studied the line-up. Whiro, Māori god of the dead, appears first. His reptilian-human hybrid form is pure nightmare fuel. He devours souls—any souls—and grows stronger with every bite. Watching him swallow demons whole is disturbing. Then comes Ahriman, the Iranian god of strife, slithering forward on a serpent body, his face a chaos Picasso would worship. Four horns spiral from his skull, directing bedlam wherever they point.

He took a second look around to observed the burnt and charred, broken earth, then he surmised that it was the 'strange red creature' that set him free. "Thank you for releasing me. My name is Nri Magu, and I'm the God Of War. what may I call you?" even, when this Nri Magu spoke, the sky rumbled and resonated with his voice. Yet, His face was pale, because he was gravely injured and was not at the peak of his powers. In fact, he had been dying slowly. "Hmm... The creature calls himself the 'God Of War,' what an unusual title." The Bloody Red Humanoid figure murmured aloud ignoring the 'God of War's courtesy. And mocked with a sarcastic tone, he obviously didn't take Nri Magu seriously.

War-ro". "Moros, son of Nyx, god of Doom. I summon thee!" Immediately after the incantation, another figure appeared, male, tall, short dark hair and with a strange tattoo covering the area around his eyes. "Kratos, the brutal! Show yourself!" Lightning flashed then out of it stood a buffed up and heavily toned man with rippling muscles showing all over his bare upper body. He was bald and had a thick beard. "Stheno and Euryale, Gorgon sisters! Heed to your master's calling!"

And that was why they were special. But God of Wars were also a special breed of gods. And they were special in a variety of ways. When a God of War was born, it spelled trouble for any god. This was because once you were struck by the force of a god of war, it mattered little where your Godhead was hidden. No matter where your Godhead was, it would be destroyed! It didn’t matter how well hidden it was, or the kind of protection over it. The power of a god of war was able to ignore all this. It was for this reason Loki had chosen to tempt Ares over to his side. As long as Zeus was weakened, Ares should have been able to kill him, whether he knew where his father’s Godhead was or not. However