Chapter 132 Conflicted Hearts

• The garden buzzed with excitement as guests continued to celebrate Ares’s return. But for Ares, this entire celebration felt hollow, a forced reminder of a life he never knew. He sat on the outskirts of the gathering, absentmindedly picking at the flowers by his side, lost in thought. The faces around him blurred, conversations melting into meaningless noise as he thought of Hera and Hades—the parents who had raised him, loved him, and risked their lives for him.
• A small group of children noticed him sitting alone and approached, their faces full of curiosity.
• "Hey, Ares!" one of the boys called out. "We heard you were taken away by bad people. How did you survive?”