God of War: From Fool to Fury

"Please f**k me." "f**k me, for God's sake." Tracy was on the bed, n***d, spreading her legs wide apart. The man she was begging sat at the edge of the bed, barely looking at her. "Oh God! You are a man, at least. What can I do to make you do this?" she said, her voice shaky and trembling as she sat up, trying to control the tears welling up in her eyes. The man rolled his eyes. "No, no... I can't do that. It's dangerous! It's meant for a husband and wife." "Yeah, and you're my husband," Tracy sniffled as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Am I?" the man responded, his eyes darting around the room, as he kept chewing his fingers. Tracy couldn't take it any longer. She stormed over to him, dragged him closer, pushed him onto the bed, and climbed on top of him. "You will do this," she said as she unzipped his pants. "Oh God!" She had been expecting him to be hard, but he was still limp. "Oh no! What have I done to deserve this?" she whimpered as she held her head in agony. Tracy couldn’t believe this was her bryan, her fiance. Tracy had been in a relationship with Bryan after many years of their love journey. They loved each other deeply, and after years of dating, they decided to get married. But on their wedding day, Bryan vanished—nowhere to be found. She tore the city apart looking for him, but he was nowhere. All her efforts were in vain, she was left broken and couldn't move on without him. Three years later, Bryan was found—but not the Bryan she knew. He was now a beggar, looking horrible. His clothes were filthy, his hair matted together with dirt. He looked terrible. And worse, he was now mentally unstable. Every word he spoke came out garbled, senseless. He would mutter to himself for hours, sometimes laughing at things only he could hear Tracy took him back as her husband even in that state, willing to do anything to keep him by her side. Tracy told herself that she could fix this, that with love and care, the man she knew would come back to her. She held onto that hope tightly, even when the doctors told her otherwise. She refused, Because she had promised to love him for the rest of her life. But her family said no and refused. They regarded being in a relationship with him as a disgrace to the family. Tracy stood her ground, but it didn't last. Her family seized her property and forced her into a decision, leaving her no choice but to divorce him. But before doing that, Tracy wanted to have Bryan’s child, at least as a final memory of him. “Anyhow you want it, I will make sure this happens”, she said as she brought out his d**k and and slurped it into her mouth, in a way to harden it, and it worked. She was delighted and about to go one when her phone rang. She groaned and checked it, only to see that it was from her mother. She immediately picked it up. "Hey, where the hell are you… how can you be so stupid? Don’t you know it's your grandfather's birthday party?" her mom shrieked. She stayed silent, having forgotten, as all she cared about was Bryan. "You must still be babysitting that i***t, pauper, lowlife infantile husband of yours. Come here this instant, you senseless daughter!" her mom yelled before hanging up. The family’s attitude had changed towards her ever since she brought Bryan in, even her parents. She immediately started packing up and getting dressed. She zipped Bryan's trousers back up and glanced at him. "I'm sorry, there’s nothing I can do," she uttered at Bryan, before rushing out. Bryan, still lying on the bed with his face turned to the other side, A Ring right beside him lying there. He looked at it absentmindedly. "Tracy," he mumbled as he suddenly sat up straight. "Tracyyy!" he shouted and wanted to rush after her, but got tripped and fell down on the floor. “Oh no, my Tracy!”, He whimpered. The ring beside him was their engagement ring, and looking at it unconsciously triggered something in his brain, causing his memories to flood back and reset his mind. Instantly, he regained his senses and realized what was going on. Bryan came from a powerful, aristocratic family—the Cassius family. He was meant to be their new leader. However, at age 18, he was framed by his cousin and expelled from the family. Bryan lived his life as a nobody, a man without family. But Tracy gave him hope and purpose. Despite coming from a prominent family herself, she loved him deeply, and they got engaged. On his wedding day to Tracy, Bryan was forced by his original family, who had once expelled him, to replace his cousin on the battlefield in exchange for being allowed to return to them. To prove himself worthy for Tracy and her family who looked down upon him, he sacrificed his wedding day and went to the war. After three years, Bryan became someone unexpected—powerful and influential, the supreme commander of large armies and had his own empire!. When he returned, his cousin saw him as a threat and was poisoned before he could get the opportunity to meet Tracy, which left him mentally unstable. He became a beggar wandering the streets and that was when he was accidentally found by Tracy. Tracy took him into her home, cared for him, bathed him, and even treated him like a child. As the memories flooded back, Bryan couldn’t help but break down. He recalled how Tracy had been mistreated because of his disability and how she had even been slapped by her own mother. Bryan whimpered, scratching the floor in anguish, his veins running with energy fueled by revenge and despair. “Tracy, I'm sorry, the tragedy, humiliation, and suffering you faced because of me ends today,” he sniffled as he stood up, took out his phone, and dialled an encrypted number. It was one of his loyal subordinates. Without beeping twice, it was picked up. “Hello, sir! Your lordship lord death! Is that you?”. “Yes!!!. it’s me. I’m back!”.