(Y/n)'s POV
I climbed up the mountain with my mother fastened to my back. She has been gravely ill for weeks now, and the healer said she was going to die and there was nothing he could do. But I heard of spring in a city on top of a mountain. The Spring of Rejuvenation heals all wounds, reverses all aging, and cures all illnesses. I knew if I could just bring her to that spring, she would be saved. But of course, If things were that easy, everybody would be using it. As I finally reach the plateau on top of the mountain, I successfully passed the first obstacle. Next one was up ahead. In front of me were the walls of the city Anthropolis, ruled by Aries, God of War, Himself. He built this city here so his warriors could monopolize the spring for themselves. I went to a nearby cave and laid my mother down, wrapping her up in a blanket. She would be unable to enter the city with me, for only men were allowed inside.
I knew sneaking her in was impossible, and stealing water from the spring wouldn't work either, as those who tried found its effects were lost once taken from the proximity of the spring. The only way I could get her to the spring was to try to convince Aries Himself to let me. So, I entered the city and walked towards the large palace at the center. As I approached the entrance, the guards asked me to leave, but no one was getting in my way. I took out my ax and slew them on the spot. I burst through the doors and into the throne room. The room went silent as I looked towards a large, muscled man sitting on the throne. "Who dares barge into MY palace?!" He seethes. I stand my ground. "I do! I ask for my mother to drink from the Spring of Rejuvenation!" I await his answer. His glare intensified. "How insolent! You not only barge into my palace, but you wish to bring a woman into my city?! My answer is obviously no!"
Aries's POV
How dare this mortal come in and demand such a thing. I, of course, rejected. But he refused to except said refusal. "I cannot afford your refusal. Allow my mother passage to the spring." This man was stubborn. Then a devious plan crossed my mind. What if I did that? "Okay, how 'bout this? In this city we have a game of sorts. It's called Katakto. If you win, I'll give your mother passage. Though, I should tell you, the loser of Katakto is forced to drink the tears of Aphrodite. Drinking it alters your body, turning you into what we call a Pseudo." To demonstrate, I ordered my pseudos brought to me. In came what appeared to be beautiful women. I continued explaining. "Despite their appearance, these are actually males. They lost to me in Katakto and have become my personal sluts. Cursed to forever be neither truly men, but not women either. Not only that, but you will forever be controlled by your lust. They never deny my commands because of their desire for me. That shall be your fate if you lose. So, are you willing to except my wager?" I grin wickedly.
Without hesitation, he accepts. "If that is what it will take, then I accept your challenge." The fool. Yet another Pseudo to add to my collection. "Okay. Meet me outside in the stadium." Everyone went to the stadium. I walk into the arena naked, as per Greek tradition. But he on the other hand was still clothed. "Strip, mortal. It is unsportsman-like to be clothed in a competition of athleticism." He did so and the audience gasped. Hanging between his legs was the largest penis I've ever seen. How unsightly. The ideal Greek male should have a small penis like mine. Large ones denote stupidity and savagery. "Disgusting! Was your father a barbarian? Never mind. Bring out the boulders!" Some several men each rolled in large rocks the size of oxen. "For the first round, we'll move these boulders to the other side of the arena. Though, I doubt you'll even be able to pick yours up." The race began and I lifted the boulder over my head and started carrying it across the arena.
(Y/n)'s POV
He's right. I don't have divine blood like him, so I need to find a different way to get it to the other side before he does. I look around while trying to think. I see a rock and his spear. That spear was probably forged by Hephaestus himself, so it might be strong enough. Using the rock as a fulcrum, I turn his spear into a lever. Placing all of my weight on it, the spear was able to move the boulder with enough force to send it rolling to the end of the arena just before Aries reached. He dropped his confusion before becoming angry. "You cheated! You were supposed to carry it." I countered. "That's not what you said. You said I had to get it to the other side. You never mentioned having to carry it." And so I was declared the winner of the first match. Next they handed me a spear. "This one you can't use some stupid trick. Whoever can send his spear furthest wins this round." Aries began by throwing his into the roof of the stadium from the other end.
