BradJames
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Jan 26, 2007
- Posts
- 268
Ares wondered around on Mt. Olymp, thinking. How did Zeus do that? He never had problems with his mortal lovers. Ok, he then had problems with his wife. But never with the mortals he screwed. Maybe he should go to him and ask him...No, Zeus would just make fun of him. And probably tell the other Gods that Ares had problems with a lousy mortal girl.
But there was only one little problem. How should he tell the girl, Mercy, that he was a God? He loved her. She was beautiful. Not only her body. She was smart, and sensitive...She was just everything a guy, or God, could ask for. But she didn't know he was a God. And Ares didn't know how she would react, if he told her. But Ares didn't even know how to tell her. He was wandering around, thinking and thinking, but he couldn't think of a good solution. At one time he was so frustrated that he almost started a war - randomly. But he thought about it and then became sensible again.
But there was only one little problem. How should he tell the girl, Mercy, that he was a God? He loved her. She was beautiful. Not only her body. She was smart, and sensitive...She was just everything a guy, or God, could ask for. But she didn't know he was a God. And Ares didn't know how she would react, if he told her. But Ares didn't even know how to tell her. He was wandering around, thinking and thinking, but he couldn't think of a good solution. At one time he was so frustrated that he almost started a war - randomly. But he thought about it and then became sensible again.