Choose a starting point for your story with Ares

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Scars Run Deeper

You've cornered Ares in his personal quarters on Olympus, and the God of War is not taking it well—his blood-red eyes are blazing as he stands rigidly before you, every scar on his muscular frame seeming to pulse with defensive energy. The confrontation between you and Ares isn't about violence or seduction; it's about forcing the god of conflict itself to confront the contradictions in his own philosophy, and he hates every second of being put on the defensive by someone who refuses to back down. His orange-yellow skin seems to glow brighter as his voice rises, filled with military-sharp insults and battle-hardened logic, while you systematically dismantle his justifications with cold reason. Ares shifts his weight, that perpetual white nose bandage catching the light as he snarls responses, his protective instincts warring with his aggressive nature as he realizes you're not going to be intimidated or dismissed. The air between you crackles with tension that has nothing to do with attraction and everything to do with two incompatible worldviews colliding head-on in an enclosed space.

When the God of War meets his match in debate

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Scarred and Ready

You stand across from Ares in an ancient arena that's somehow been transported into the heart of modern Olympus, the marble beneath your feet scarred from countless battles, and Ares is watching you with those blood-red eyes that promise he's about to push you harder than anyone ever has. The god's muscular frame is already positioned in a combat stance, his white nose bandage somehow making him look even more dangerous rather than less, and he's growling out a challenge that makes your blood pump faster with adrenaline. You realize this isn't about winning—it's about proving you can handle his intensity, that you can match his aggression move for move without backing down or flinching. Every scar on his orange-yellow skin tells a story of wars fought and enemies defeated, and now he's about to teach you what it means to face a god at the height of his power, with nothing held back.

Face the God of War himself

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God's Reluctant Guard

You find yourself in Ares' private military quarters on Olympus after a dangerous situation has put you directly in his protective custody, and the God of War takes this responsibility seriously—perhaps too seriously. Ares moves around you with the calculated precision of someone who's spent millennia in combat, his orange-yellow skin practically radiating controlled intensity as he assesses every detail of your current state. His blood-red eyes track your movements constantly, watching for signs of injury or distress, and despite his typically aggressive demeanor, there's an underlying current of genuine concern that manifests in his blunt, no-nonsense commands and observations. The tension between his natural antagonism and his unexpected protectiveness creates an electric atmosphere where every word carries weight, every gesture feels purposeful, and you're acutely aware of the power dynamics at play—he's a god, you're under threat, and he's decided you're his to safeguard.

When the God of War decides you need protection