Warlock of War: My Ares System

“Please wait, your highness,”

The gargantuan hammer made of complete, hot, and ready lightning stopped just before it slammed onto me.

Not only would it have erased my body from existence, but it looked as if my soul would’ve been crushed to tiny pieces.

My reason for this would probably have to be the strange feeling that was like a hand’s grasp, fixated around a circular part of my body, right in the center of my chest.

It felt as if it was being tugged upwards towards the massive hammer made of lightning that crackled and popped with thunder.

“You dare interfere….” Zeus’ voice rumbled as he pulled back the hammer and sat back on his throne of lightning clouds.

Each move that he made, a strike of lightning mixed with the crack of thunder, followed as if to match his unsettling and creepy anger.

“Forgive me, your highness, but I have come to speak the truth. If you won’t listen to a mortal such as this boy, I believe I should speak up for him…. Think of me as his… let’s say lawyer,”

I turned towards a woman with long white hair, eight beady red eyes, six pale white arms, dressed in a paperwhite peplos; a try of fashion that I hadn’t seen in a while.

But, the most interesting part of her body would probably have to be the three thing black lines that traveled from under the very bottom pair of eyes, all the way to her chin.

One was under the left eye, and two were under the right eye.

It was a strange place to put such an obvious tattoo… but I felt like there was something more to it, though I wasn’t about to ask any more questions as my soul was literally about to be sent to hell.

“Then speak, Arachne,” Zeus permitted her, and I could see a visible drop of sweat slide down her cheek as she retreated from her bowed position.

The reactions of each god were pretty scattered, and there was no particular overall feeling as some people were annoyed, some were angry, some were amused, and some were… completely unphased.

Ares looked as if he had already suspected this.

“First, I must bring up an important piece of information that you all have clearly failed to discover….” Arachne, a greek figure I was somewhat familiar with, said before creating a one-sided panel with her hand and floating it towards Zeus.

Arachne… I wonder why she came to support me? Is it just interest? Or possibly… does she want a favor for me?

The gods were rarely discussed in the world I grew up in, as they are seen as more of a goal rather than something to worship.

But, that isn’t to say that there are no religions based around these gods.

There are several organizations around the world that worship some of these greek gods and some from other mythologies…

“This is indeed important information, but don’t think we’ll be sparing him so easily… so speak, Ares. You’ve been smiling this entire time, so I assume everything is going to plan,” Zeus said in an annoyed and pissed-off tone.

All of a sudden, a chill was sent down my spine as Ares began to laugh so loud that his voice practically shook the court.

The gods rimming the bowl-shaped court just stared mildly at Ares, who had stood up from his throne and grabbed one of the spears from the backboard of his seat.

BAM

He slammed it into the ground below him, seemingly shaking the heavens with each muscle that he twitched.

“Now that you all are aware… there should be no problem with him accidentally activating the system. As a *beep* *beep* he, of course, has the authority to do that. He might’ve not been aware of it, but his instincts as a *beep* *beep* shine through in such a perilous situation,”

Each time I heard a beep ring in my ears, my mind went blank as if it was trying to erase something within my memory.

“But, of course, he hasn’t even evolved once yet, meaning he needed some assistance, am I right, Ares?” Arachne added on before revealing another one-sided panel that floated towards Zeus.

Zeus then waved it away after seeing what was supposed to be on it, passing it to the other gods, who I could see flinch a bit from the information.

“You gave him your system… I see… Then we shall hold a vote. All in favor of letting Orion go, raise your hand. All in favor of punishment, but with a lighter sentence, keep your hand down,” Zeus announced, and everybody began to mull over the situation.

It might’ve been the most tense I had ever been in my life, and once the results came out, my mind went blank for a second.

Five in favor of letting me go and seven in favor of proceeding with the punishment.

I had lost, and I was to be sentenced to Tarturous for two centuries… walking through the depths of hell.

But, for some reason, even after I had lost, the silhouette of Ares’ wide smile continued to persist.

“Hephaestus… Are you sure you want to send him to torturous?” Arachne asked a man with hair made of fire, sitting on a throne made of what looked to be solid steel.

The slight glint made it seem like metal, and as he was the god of blacksmithing and fire, I would assume it was made of steel.

But who knows, it could be made of some godly material that I, a lowly mortal, am unaware of.

Being called a lowly mortal is really taking a hit on my self-esteem… are they going to give me a godly therapist if I manage to survive this? Hahahahaha… Yeah, I’ll just leave the jokes to Cy or Findir…

“Why ask me of all gods?” Hephaestus responds his voice somehow even deeper than Zeus.

It was like his voice was purely base and nothing else.

“Then what is this, may I ask?” Arachne smiled widely before pushing a one-sided panel towards the god of fire and blacksmithing.

Seeing his eyebrows furrow was a bit amusing.