Son of Two

While I was knocked out I had a dream there were eight men four on the ground four on horses. They were all wielding weapons on the ground they were using wielding a bloody spear ,another had a grey scythe, one with a bow, and the last one a staff. The horseman were using a Battle ax with the edges glowing red hot, a flaming great sword, a black bow, and a darkwood staff. One of the horse kicked at the man using the scythe and the one using the ax cut off his head then it ran off the men on the ground looked at each other and the one withe the staff said '' I hope the world can handle Death ,Ares''
'' I hope so Limos '' said Ares.Then I woke up and immediately said,'' Death is Free.''

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Limos God of hunger and famine