บท 117: Observer… or Not?

I'm not just an observer like my other visions this time, am I?

I don't know… but what I surely know of, is that the cheers of the adoring crowd continued to echo in my ears as I strode forward with the confidence and authority that Ares' body seemed to exude. 

It was a surreal experience, one that left me both intrigued and bewildered as my long dark hair fluttered about. 

The chanting, the adulation—it all felt like a scene from a dream which I was experiencing right now… but what's happening in this world feels real, tangible, and something that might just be under my control.

Step, step, step.

"Oh?" As I walked, servants dressed in elegant butler and maid attire emerged from the temple, forming two lines on each side of the path I was treading. The crowd followed suit, creating a clear path for me to pass through. 

This feels as if it was programmed… I've never seen people act so in sync with each other.