Having grown up in such environment. He real Ares had been lost in the hands of those violent and cruel inhabitants of earth.
The once calm, composed and relatively Sweet Ares had turned out to be a monster in the end.. Man, they say, make man wicked. And that was how the world had threated Ares
They had made him into something that the world would fear in the future. And the real version of Ares, The Ghost version, could see it.
He could see what he had become. And it was something he couldn't hate.
"You .. can't keep lying to yourself..." the Ghost version Said "You have to... bring yourself back...you have to... bring me back..." he said in a soft tone.
Ares still Heard it. "Trying to convince me won't help matters... You should give up and get lost"
"You should know I can't" The Ghost version sighed "I can't leave without you...and I can't return without you"
The real Ares partly stared at him confused.
