Chronicles of Ares: Book 1: A God's Rebirth (Episodes 1-5) by Antonio Midnight

Author:Antonio Midnight [Midnight, Antonio]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2023-09-24T00:00:00+00:00

Episode 4

The Harem of Ares

So many women in my life, I thought. Do I truly want to add another?

It was a good question, and one without definite answer. I liked Elara — perhaps I truly loved her already — and knew that Erytheia had been the woman of my life. At the same time, I felt constricted somehow, my freedom limited by my need to care for and protect them. A part of me longed for solitude, for the unrestricted wild, roaming free and doing whatever I wanted without a care in the world. Eating, hunting, fishing, perhaps some fighting and killing to warm the blood.

Perhaps the two things — women and family, stability and comfort, on the one hand, and the freedom of the wide world, on the other — weren’t entirely incompatible? Could I have both? Could I take both?

All those thoughts shot through me as I walked, hand in hand with Elara, toward the blonde woman’s house. Elara was excited, I could tell, and I was too. The possibilities were... interesting, and my mind kept wandering to this primal lust that seemed to have taken a massive hold on the both of us.

Was there some magic at work here? Was a god or goddess turning us into raunchy animals that could not keep their robes on?

A flash of distant, hazy memory came to me. A name. Eros. He had a moustache and always wore a loincloth that barely covered his privates. He’d been in the temple, too, when I’d met Erytheia for the first time...

Elara knocked on the door. The sound ripped me away from my daydreaming, and I swallowed. I was nervous for some reason — me, Ares, former good of war, nervous. I became angry with myself. Keep it together, curse it!

There was a shuffling inside. A stifled sound, as if a door had been shut. Elara knocked again, an expectant smile on her face.

Nothing happened. She knocked, again and again, but the door remained closed and we heard no further noises from inside. We glanced through the windows, but saw nothing.

“Perhaps she went out?” Elara said.

“No, we would have seen her.”

I pulled Elara to the side and knocked harder, the door rattling in its frames. Was she avoiding us? Was she scared?

I shouted, “Greetings! We mean you no harm! We’re hungry, and were wondering if you could help us?”

Elara whispered, “Gods, I would kill for some bread and cheese...”

I ignored her. “I swear it to... the gods, yes!” I yelled, continuing my pounding. “Please, talk to us!”

We waited a few more minutes and still nothing happened.

I’d had enough. My patience, not particularly developed anyway, had worn thin. “Step back, Elara.”

I checked the door frame, scoffed at its structural instability, and then slammed against it with force. The door immediately shattered in its frames, splinters flying everywhere.

Elara gasped and I turned to her with a grin. “Don’t worry about it,” I said. “I’ll repair it and make it better. Whoever built this had no idea what they were doing.

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