username; Byteme
name; Ares Deimos Vander
gender; Male
personality;
response to others;
Wip- Rewriting old idea
He may have a sweet smile but so does the devil if it's painted on the right way.
Ares fallows his own beat like a crow calling to all the people below, in scattered voices, hard to pin point... Easy to notice in all their dark feathered, special voiced perfection. His appearance an image of angelic proportions, it is that of his mothers. Though, it is a freighting halt there on afterwards.
Outside a beautiful daisy sits, covered in an allure they'd call royal. He let's anyone he meet believe in him what their own minds may manifest, from the early hours of dawn to the sun setting moonlit nights Ares has people seeing a stranger as a portrait if pure hearted beauty
[Though he never knew when those where, just that they happened.] His outwardly appearance is only contrary to what is within. It is completely and utterly the opposition, his appearance is the enemy at the other line, firing canons at his personality, shooting blind insults; Let them mistake me for you... Me, an angel and you, a demon.
If they wish to see someone so lovely, with a touch similar to soft sunrays and a voice that floated on divine, let it be so.
When the time is right they will see what is true, when it's the most advantageous. Like a little daisy sits and bends by the winds control he let's them bend who he is. Their visions of him as he's sits, just like the people's as they watch little daisies wave in the forces of the wind.
It is not faking, it is just letting them think what they may, envisioning, off first sight, who he may be... That is their own fault. -result