There were all sorts of stories about Ares, especially after the Merge. Not because he was well-loved or admired, but because everyone knew he was the most fearsome and savage of all the old gods. He was a killer, the patron of the m******e and the maiming. He was a brute, living off bloodshed and violence. He epitomized everything that was wrong with the world both before and after the planes collided. Oh, yes, everyone feared and respected Zeus’s might the most, the flighty and fickle king of the gods.
But everyone hated Ares.
He was dangerous like all the rest, to be sure. But no other god carried the weight of such accusations - insatiable, they called him. Destructive. The father of the s*******r, enemy of peace. In our mixed-up and confusing new world followin
