Beau is eating fresh bread. Federico tells him that he is going to take a group to finish the different tasks that are required to finish chapter 8.
information about Son of Sun: in the first chapters it was required for the whole team to take part on the missions to finish the chapters. now that the guild has grown bigger there is no need for everyone to take part. the minimum of people who can take part on completing a chapter is in between 5 to 7.
Joaquin has already organized the team to finish chapter 8. Don-Savage, Peace Inn, Bird-E, Bigotes and Self-Bet are going to take part on finishing the chapter with him.
Beau stands up. he walks out of the main building that belongs to their guild. he keeps walking on the street. he looks at the sun for a moment. it doesn't feel as hot as other days. after walking for about two hours he arrives in front of a coliseum. he kneels in front of Ares.
when Beau received his gift Ares asked him if he wanted to be trained so he can master the gift. he took a time to think (he also took part on finishing chapter 6 & 7.) Ares laughs loudly as he sees that his disciple has finally accepted his fate.
"are you ready to turn your body into a weapon? I mean, is obvious that Ares is so great that he choose you out of pity to take in the greatest of all gifts. but of course like every good gift. it needs to be polished for you to unlock your true potential."
said Ares with an evil smirk.
"why is that is so great your gift. I mean with all do respect your gift is basically fighting and I need to train to fight, so isn't it less powerful than most gifts."
said Beau trying to not sound rude.
"you little piece of flesh & bones.... don't you get it. I am war. the God of war. other gifts have restrictions because those gifts are not physical, but this gift is not just physical it also needs to be polished. in another words it is possible for you to become almost as good as I am. you could even kill other Gods. that is why my gift is so powerful that not everyone can hold on their bodies something like that. the moment you took my gift you gave up on your humanity to become a demigod which only will be possible with the right training."
"how is that possible?"
"you poor fool. you need to have the power to control lightning like Zeus and when he gives his gift to a mortal, he is just letting that mortal borrow a power that isn't part of the mortals nor would become the mortal's power. now my gift is the power of war, the power to fight in any or all wars which mean that is something that a mortal can learn unlike lighting. that is why my gift is superior to most gifts because once a mortal has my gift it can become owned and not borrow by the mortal."
Beau looks at his hands surprise after hearing the words of Ares. Beau asks Ares to train him. now he wants with desperation to become as strong as possible. Ares orders him to try to hit him once. Beau runs towards him with a fist. in two seconds Ares kicks Beau so hard that Beau falls unconscious on the floor.
Ares goes to a weapons depot from which he takes a bastard sword, a spear, a War-Hammer and other weapons. he throws every weapon on the ground as he looks to Beau who is trying to stand up. Ares orders Beau to choose the first weapon that he wants to learn to use properly on battle.
Ares lets Beau know that he is going to teach him how to fight with every weapon and he is also going to turn his skinny body into a monstrous body full of muscles. Beaus asks if he is going to learn martial arts.
"do I look Asian to you? I am a Greek God. I don't know about martial arts, but I know about fighting. I know how to turn a weak useless body into a perfect body with no weakness."
Ares orders Beau to run around of the coliseum for two hours for the next two months. he also orders him to do two thousand push ups. Ares explains in detail all the exercise that he is going to do for the next two months until Beau's body becomes appropriate of the holder of his Gift.
Beau heard all as he was writing his testament. he thought that there was no way in hell that he could survived for that long. Beau is going to have a hell of training to become just strong enough.
after Ares stop talking he awaited for Beau to start his training. Beau asked if he had to start running right now. Ares nods. Beau looks at the floor as he starts running around of the coliseum. Beau wasn't sure if his body was strong enough to run for about two hours. as soon as he started running he felt that his body was different from what it was before receiving the gift.
Beau felt energy currents running around of his whole body. he was able to feel like if he had the energy to run not just two hours but even a whole day. of course he didn't wanted to push his body beyond his limits when he is running for the first time in a while.
Ares was glad to see that he choose the right guy to carry the torch that is the responsibility of becoming his representative. a mortal representing him for the first time in many years is going to bring some chaos among the other Gods of the Olympus.
Ares is not a good or an evil God. he is not the light or darkness in this world. he is just a Deity who has his own desires to accomplish. he is nothing less nor more than a Deity with things to fulfill for his own selfishness.
there are stories in which Deities/Gods are shown as villains or the Heroes of the story, but that doesn't have to be the case. has anyone ever though about the idea that maybe, just maybe those Gods/Deities are as human or even more human than a mortal. you don't have to be a mortal to have human desires, feelings or even dreams to fulfill.
Ares was too worry thinking about his plans that he forgot to look at the time. for three whole hours Beau ran until he fall on the ground unconscious. Ares sits on the ground next to Beau. the Deity is eating some grapes as he waits for Beau to stand up.
"I may be a Deity who has live for eternities. I can be older than the oldest man from your world. I can have more experience than the wisest man from your world... even after all that I have never felt like I have live enough nor I am able to think of me as a wise man. so many centuries wasted on building the inspiration for the anecdotes that were meant to be told by the mortals about me. tales that were forgotten with time. a whole life wasted to be forgotten by those who once saw me as the symbol of perfection, as the symbol of protection, as the symbol of humanities future..... I was future to be now forgotten on the past."
there was bitterness in the tone of his voice as he felt that he fail to himself by trusting in the fact that the humans are mortals, by believing that they were too weak or to think that they will always depend on superior beings to develop & advance.
once the world stop needing of Gods or Deities they forgot to worship those who once were the source of their strength as a civilization. that was the greatest resentment that the old Gods hold against the modern world.
Beau opens his eyes and he looks at Ares for a moment. he isn't the kind of guy who knows what to say. he is more the kind of guy who says the wrong things and ends up hurting more others with his aggressive honesty.
Beau thinks about Self-Bet who has to be fighting right now trying to finish chapter 8. he thinks about his friend Hunter who haven't log in for two whole days. he is worry for the words that his friend told him not so long ago about him dying. what can he do if his friend dies on the real world to stay dead.
[announcement: members of the guild Bravo- Holly Mommy-One had completed chapter 8.]
announcement: members of the guild Bravo- Holly Mommy-One are going to be informed about chapter 9 tomorrow.]
Beau stands up and he starts to continue with his exercise decided to be in the best physical condition to dominate the Gift that has been given to him. Ares screams with excitement verbally supporting him. Ares is glad to see so much enthusiasm in Beau's face as he keeps doing every single exercise.
"master look at me, I am going to become a freaking monster. I am going to be the envy of the other mortals and even not mortals on this world."
Beau yields like a little kid learning to walk for the first time.
Ares keeps eating grapes as he laughs looking forward for the future of his apprentice. to be the God of War, Ares is not some bloodthirsty psycho nor anything like that. he is a guy with a big ego and too much self-love.
Beau was thinking if his body is already stronger than an usual normal body, then once he finish his training how strong can he become? Beau smirks as he thinks of himself as a future monarch or be threaten with respect by others (yes he is delusional with just becoming a little bit stronger.)
after two more hours Beau was done. from six a.m. to four p.m. he has been working on his exercise (with some breaks.) Beau asks to his master if he wants to eat. Ares understood that his student deserved to be rewarded for his hard work.
Ares tells him that they are going to eat in the best restaurant in the city. he offers to pay for their meal. they enter in a restaurant of Greek food. Beau couldn't even read the menu and he was too hungry to ask so he ordered food randomly.
"it seems like you were barely holding your hunger. no shame in that student. your master himself, the Great Ares God of War, the one and only once was also hungry after a long battle without stopping for many days."
"yes sir, you are happy, me too. we are all happy. now lets eat like there is no tomorrow."
Ares tries to eat slowly (he wants to be seem elegant) Beau on the other side is eating like a savage. he eats fast and he uses his hands. some food falls on his clothes. Ares tries to ignore the eating habits of his apprentice.
Ares remembers the old days when he use to interact with mortals in the old days. those were his favor days as he pretended to be a mortal and he enjoyed of the simple minds of the mortals of that era.
when Ares finish eating he realized that Beau had already finish at least five plates of food and two sodas. Ares yields at his apprentice and he tells him that he is going to keep doing exercise for the rest of the day until midnight.
in the meantime on the other side of the city. Organic Florist and Choco-Coco-Latte are walking together inside of an abandoned warehouse. Organic Florist raises his hands and wine comes out of the ground and it breaks some glasses with water that were in front of them. Choco-Coco-Latte claps.
"so you can control liquids.... that is a nice power, not bad really."
"actually, I can only control wine. I am basically the lord of the alcoholics. I am even thinking of changing my name base on this cool Gift. what you think about Lord Wine or Master Wine?"
"we are doomed... that is so lame..... yes, we are super doomed. we are extremely fucked if we have people like you on our guild."
Organic Florist uses the gift to put a glass of wine on his left hand. he drinks slowly as he looks at his teammate. he offers some wine to Choco-Coco-Latte who refuses to drink with an emotionless face. Organic Florist keeps drinking.
Organic Florist erases his stupid smile from his face. he grabs Choco from the shoulder and he pulls him closer to him. Organic Florist whispers on his ear letting him know that with practice the Gift that seems useless now can become one lethal gift. with practice he could kill anyone. Choco swallows saliva.
Choco asks him why he pretends to not care or to be stupid at times. Organic Florist tells him that he takes everything serious but he doesn't like to show his true intentions all the time. Organic Florist explains that when a wolf shows his teeth to the wrong person is probably that the wolf might lose his teeth for trusting the wrong person.
Choco tells him that he understand the feeling of showing his teeth to the wrong person. Choco is looking at Sarah walking in front of him and greeting him. Choco intended to intimidate the wrong person and he bit his tongue. now he is a wolf who regrets ever being a wolf. he wishes to undo the past that brought them together to this path of darkness and sightless torment.
Organic Florist has a small smile on his face. he can see, feel and understand the kind of torment that is drawn in the eyes of Choco. every man hides a past for which they feel regret, shame or resentment. Organic Florist might know the feeling that Choco hides better than anyone even if he pretends to not know. to not know what he once experienced on his own skin.
this is a world for those mortals that have suffer as much as they have. this is a world for the mortals who hide a horrid wound on the soul behind a smile. of course there are other kinds of mortals in this world, but this world is specially for people like Organic Florist or Choco.
Organic Florist asks Choco if he wants some wine. Choco tells him that he doesn't like to drink liquor when is not necessary. Organic Florist asks him that since when is drinking liquor necessary. Choco tells him that is essential to drink liquor to celebrate.
for a whole hour they have an argument if drinking liquor is obligatory or not to celebrate. Organic Florist gives up and he sits on the ground. Choco also sits on the ground. Organic Florist asks him once more if he wants a glass of wine. Choco tells him again that he isn't good at drinking.
they were two humans talking about human things. the air felt cold & warm at the same time. the conversation felt private, but not private enough to reveal secrets or weaknesses of their own. there was a feeling of discontent or lack of trust among the two of them. they were comrades, even teammates but they weren't close enough to be friends.
"sometimes I ask myself if a wolf with no fangs or claws can even be call a wolf. sometimes I ask myself if a human with no feelings or emotion can even be human. sometimes I ask myself if a human who can't understand the difference in between death or life was ever alive."
said Organic Florist as he contemplates a bird with a broken wing.
"you are quite the poet. we all have pasts that haunt us, scars that refuse to fully heal, shadows of our former selves. there are things about our lives that after an event won't ever be the same jet we are the ones who choose to either take it or ignore it."
said Choco with a force smile.
Organic Florist stands up ready to go back to the guild's building. Choco-Coco-Latte tells him that he has to go alone because he wants to stay a few more hours to appreciate the beauty of the silence that is given when someone stands alone. Organic Florist understood the nature of his request. he left.
Choco-Coco-Latte stayed there for two or three hours talking to himself. he left when he was sure that it was already midnight. in his way back to the guild's building he saw Beau (he was tired for all the exercise.) they were walking together in silence. because they don't talk much to each other it was normal for them to feel uncomfortable with the presence of the other.
"a long day, right? I mean I am fine, but oh hell my body is starting to feel like if it was on a battle field."
said Beau with a silly smile looking at the dark sky.
"yes, a long day. in days like this I miss the times in which I could stop at any moment for a smoke for the longest minutes to get a break from life."
said Choco as he sees the shadow of Sarah in every corner.
"man is good to talk with you like two normal roommates. before today I used to think that you were some sort of depressed emo."
"is that suppose to be an insult or a compliment? whatever..... do you think that the siblings hate me? I haven't done anything wrong but that bitch is treating me like if I was some kind of poison."
"what siblings? are you talking about the duo that are always fighting each other? or are you talking about the boy who runs away from you and the girl who holds a knife with killing intent by just saying your name."
"never mind."
after a long walk they are finally in front of the building. when they get inside everyone else was already in their rooms. Organic Florist gets out of his room. he is walking half naked (he only has some tight underpants) he walks directly towards the fridge to grab two cold beers. Beau & Choco are dumbfounded by seen Organic Florist's cynicism.
Beau was a bit sad to think that he didn't came in time to see the love of his life. he walks directly towards his room to sleep as he thinks of asking her tomorrow about today.