Long gone was the age of the gods... Long gone are those tales that lived through time and defied fate itself... Olympus has fallen, and the pantheon crumbled, like a temple with no pillars or a home that no longer served its purpose. The last ballad has been sung, and glory withered like a dying flower on the incoming winter. Fire, ash, and blood reigned supreme when the secret was revealed. The vulture and the owl-two opposites, the different sides of the same coin, rivals who defied the common status quo of "once an enemy, will always be enemies." But what if love all of a sudden came at them? Piercing through their souls that even the goddess of love's prowess could never fathom such a circumstance. The war and wisdom-the deities who were deemed too similar yet too different at the same time. What if those stories about them were nothing more than figments of a mortal's imagination? What if the character was no more-the loathing gone, and what remained was an unexpected understanding towards each other? Ares and Athena-what if something sparked between them and defied the order of Olympus?
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