A Glimpse Of Olympus

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It was the year 1763,

The immortal man was only 15 years old. Growing up, he had lived in a small community of witches, one of which being his mother.

Aderas, his mother, occupied the position of regent in the coven, and his father, a human, met his demise only weeks after his conception. Taking after his mother, he was born a full-blooded witch. Even as an untapped witch, he showed a lot of potential, but his jealousy of the other kids began driving him mad.

The other kids, untapped as well, began developing special abilities and skills. His emotions of feeling left behind clouded his judgment.

The day was October 23,

He had lashed out at one of the other witch children and killed one. His mother, Aderas, was so angry she cursed him with immortality and exiled him from the coven.

Following his expulsion, he opted to remain on the outskirts of the community. Until a tall man with pale skin and brown hair found him.

The man spoke to him in an unknown language and named him Akaal. He stayed with the tall man for a few days before the massacre. Vampires had raided the small village, destroying it in a matter of seconds. The S-rank monsters used their inhuman strength and ripped through the town.

On the day of the massacre, a boy dropped from the sky. In a flash, he took Akaal away from the pale man. Akaal, believing he was in danger, managed to unlock an ability and escaped from the boy's arms.

Escaping from the boy's grasp, he fell from the sky, landing in the fall. He looked behind him and saw the boy's face.

Akaal's face turned white almost immediately. The mysterious boy was beautiful. The boy's hair was shoulder length and dark like black velvet. He appeared to be around 14 or 15 years old and he had a height of 5'6".

What had caught Akaals' attention was his eyes. They were a deep crimson, sparkling like rare rubies, catching the morning sun. His features were also soft like a girl's; he couldn't help but blush at the sight of him.

Akaal yelled at the boy in a fierce tone, "Who are you? And what do you want with me?" The gorgeous boy still turned around, adjusted his head, and said, "My name is Aryan. I'm the son of Ares, the god of war."

When he heard the cute boy's name, it reminded him of the stories Aderas would tell him. He looked at the boy with a sense of wonder and asked him, "What do you want from me?"

"I want you"

His answer surprised Akaal.

Aryan had already told his parents and the other gods that Akaal was his human and that he wanted him to himself. Akaal looked at him in disbelief, but he was stronger. He couldn't say no. Aryan walked over to him and grabbed his hand. He jumped off the ground, flying with intense speed. Akaal couldn't help but admire him. He had a lot of dirt on him, but he smelled beautiful. He was cold and his eyes had a hint of mystery in them. The whole way up, he was silent. They reached a certain point in the sky and the air escaped Akaals' lungs. Then his eyes began to glow a bright yellow as he felt his heart stop. Aryan pulled him in closer and kissed him. His eyes stopped glowing as the two boys were in the air.

He held him close, continuing to kiss him until a bright gold ripple appeared in the sky.

They flew through and landed in a pretty gold palace. Aryan had finally stopped kissing Akaal. He released him from his hold. Akaal couldn't help but ask him why he claimed him.

"you are handsome"

His indifferent response shocked me, giving me butterflies.

Akaals' face got red and Aryan grabbed his hand and brought him to his room. He gave him a soft towel and directed him to his private bathroom.

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