Ares never was one for logic, for thinking things through. Prometheus had often thought that Ares was his antithesis. No, not like Damsen, not in the way one might think. Prometheus was not a peacemaker, yet he didn't oppose war. He was the titan of forethought, someone who believed in thinking things through and making the right decision. Ares was certainly the opposite of that.
This idea, that Ares is a soul of impulsivity, could be proved by looking at any occasion where Ares had to make an important decision, whether it be about war or about which lovers to take. He was a god of war, a god of brute strength, and thus his mindset would be his downfall.
This is the story of how the spirit of battle's biggest problem turned out to be his intense struggle with a pickle jar.
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Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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