Meeting With Ares (2)
"Second to last question… do you really think of me as your son?"
The man smiled maliciously before standing up from his chair, extending his height to a towering forty meters tall.
Although he just grew, his height suddenly began to condense into a man about seven-feet tall and stood proudly before me.
"Of course I do,"
"That's good… And final question. What was the point of the Ares System? Just a little advantage for me?"
"*sigh*... I believe I should explain the sight you saw when you were but a child… remember when your mother was chanting some strange words in the middle of a magic circle drawn with blood?"
Is that what it was? A magic circle…?
"Of course," I replied, but the man saw right through me whether I liked it or not.
"That was a technique that your mother came up with. By doing something like that, she can borrow the power of the gods, thus granting her the title of an archmage,"