The KISS

22.

Ares left the underworld, feeling happy and content with himself. He had made some secret plans with Hades and Hades had promised to unleash one of his most dreaded demons. Everything was working out fine and he loved it. Soon, the throne of Olympus would be his and the death of the moon goddess would be his joy.

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Apollo was seated in his room when Ares appeared. “I came to hear what you have to say, Apollo. What is your decision?” He asked and Apollo sighed.

“Is this how you disturb people? Are you that desperate?” He asked and Ares chuckled.

“Yes. I am very desperate and I wouldn't want a little god like you to delay my plans.” He answered.

Apollo rubbed his forehead. “There's something I want to figure out tonight. When I'm able to find what I'm looking for, I'll get back to you,” He said.

Ares watched him for a while and disappeared without saying a word.

“I just hope this works out, so I wouldn't have to do this.” He muttered to himself and sent a text to Selene.

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Selene