ANCIENT GREEK LYRE - The Last Cry of Ares | Sounds of Antiquity

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The Last Cry of Ares echoed across the heavens like the dying roar of a storm, shaking the earth and rattling the pillars of Olympus. Once, the god of war had reveled in the chaos and bloodshed of mortal battles, his name a curse on the lips of soldiers, his presence felt in the clash of steel and the screams of the dying. Ares, with his armor gleaming and his spear thirsting for carnage, had known no fear, only the rush of combat and the hunger for conquest. He was the embodiment of war's fury, a force of nature that left nothing but devastation in his wake.
But even gods grow weary, and Ares, after eons of witnessing endless cycles of death and destruction, found himself standing on the edge of a great void. The wars of men no longer thrilled him, their battles becoming echoes of a history he had seen too many times. As cities burned and empires crumbled, he felt no joy, only a hollow ache in the place where his fiery passion once blazed. The mortals, whom he had once spurred into action with a mere flick of his hand, seemed distant, their lives and deaths fleeting, their struggles meaningless in the grand scheme of time.
In his solitude, Ares began to question the very nature of his existence. Was he nothing more than a harbinger of death, forever bound to the violence that ruled the hearts of men? Had his purpose, once so clear and vital, become an endless, soul-crushing cycle of suffering? The god who had once delighted in the carnage of war now found himself sickened by it, burdened by the weight of his own immortality. The cries of the battlefield, once a symphony to his ears, now pierced his soul like daggers, each one a reminder of the destruction he had wrought.
And so, in the heart of Olympus, Ares unleashed his final cry-a thunderous, mournful sound that reverberated through the heavens and the earth. It was a cry not of rage, but of sorrow, of a god who had become a prisoner of his own nature, who had watched for millennia as the same blood-stained story unfolded over and over again. The sky darkened, and a great storm rolled in, as if the very cosmos wept for the god who had once been its most fearsome warrior.
As the storm subsided, Ares cast aside his spear and shield, the symbols of his power now nothing but relics of a past he no longer wished to remember. He retreated from the world of men and gods alike, vanishing into the shadows of forgotten realms, where neither mortal strife nor divine quarrels could reach him. His presence faded, and though the wars of men raged on, they no longer carried the same fiery spirit, for Ares was gone, and with him went the heart of war itself.
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