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𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐫: 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐞𝐝
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Ongoing, First published Nov 11, 2022
Mature
He was no one of importance. 

Just a lesser player among Olympus.

Axton was born from a union between his father |Hephaestus| and mother |Achelois|, their union taking place after his farther's discovery of Aphrodite's affair. Achelois was a minor Goddess of healing and an Oracle but given up the title to be with Hephaestus. They had fallen for one another at one point at time and would later give birth to a new son. But after the birth of a new god - Achelois had a vision about their son.

Axton's future is laid with with fire and destruction.

A darkness would arrive at Olympus's door steps and spelled doom for them all.

A pale woman with a red marking.

A God of War slain by a mortal.

The Strings of fate being snipped.

And in the middle of it all, Axton stood among a field of swords.
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