The God Of War

Prologue

A powerful magical thunder strikes down on the earth.

From the crater a man appears.

Stranded on an unknown place with no signs of life anywhere to be seen.

"Ugh where am I, "said the man as he tries to get up.

The man starts to look around the area.

Weird shaped trees and clouds covering the edges of the land

"One things for sure this ain't nowhere close to home,"

Suddenly the wind stops

"This is Olympus,"

"Olym....Wait a minute who's talking,"

"I am,"

"Show yourself," said the man as he thinks he's losing it

"Very well but this is pointless,"

Suddenly the air starts to blow harder as the sand starts rising.

"Enough with the magic tricks,"

The man knowing his fair share of magic knows that this must be a prank of a novice mage

"Fine,"

From the sand rises a massive sand sculpture and slowly the sand turns into flesh

Before him, appeared a very large man that was built like a brick house with a wide, chiseled face, and a stern expression.
His large head was very grey.
His clothing was an old worn out robe, one of his blue small eyes scarred

"It's been a long time since i've had to reveal my form. be happy,"

The buffed man seemed rather pissed for having to be appear

"Who are you and whe?"

Before he could utter another word.

the poor man starts to fall on his knees due to the pressure.

"Do you not recognize me?" furious the mysterious man releases the pressure

"You think you would recognize a 7-foot muscular guy if you saw him the first time," joked the man despite the fact he could feel that this might be the end

"What about now? "sighed the mysterious man as he starts to glow

The 7-foot man suddenly shrinks to a 5'6 shriveled old man

His muscle, good looks and menacing gaze fade away. What was left was an old man holding a cane sporting a long beard with a piercing gaze . The old man looks as if he was a sage with great power and knowledge

"No, I really don't, "said the man

"I guess there's no point in keeping you alive,"sighed the old man as he looks down on the poor soul as if its time in the world is over

the mysterious old man lifts one of his arms as it starts to shapeshift into a scythe

"What do you mean no point in keeping me alive, "frozen with terror at the sight of the scythe and pressure the old man is giving

"You will find out soon enough, if you want to blame anyone blame the gods,"

the old man swings his scythe shape arm at the terrified man's head

"Wait what do yo....,"before he could finish his head rolls down on the sand

As the darkness spreads and his life slowly diminishing

.........

A boy wakes up checking his head as if it was chopped off

"What was that weird dream? "the boy thinks to himself as he scratches his head