Perseus: Deathspawn

Introductions

Make sure to vote on each part of this so others may see this, please comment to tell me how you think of it. And also, please follow me so you know when I release the next part. I know most authors say, "I will complete this story I promise!" They never do, and I know why they do, and have experienced it. They have a burnout, and cannot make more. I myself do not have so much free time, but I will complete this, as I finished planning it already, and want to finish to tell you this story.
Do note that this is a Percabeth story and Perzoe, but not a harem. Let's say the Percabeth part is our regular good old Percy Jackson, but the Perzoe's 'Percy' is much more different than you know, I think you'd like to know later. Just keep reading, and don't complain as I've made so many changes to satisfy all readers.


I've been inspired by Anaklusmos14 so many times over and I search, never finding a GOOD Perzoe fanfiction that's well written and not a harem, AND COMPLETE OR REGULARLY UPDATED. Perhaps your search for that is over, maybe if this could satisfy. I have like five books planned at the time of writing this lmao

Where one shall see a story, that story tells other stories. One sees only the ever-longing stars that are so far, yet so close to us. They may seem like bright glimpses to the eye, burning suns to the scientists. In truth they tell stories of their own. Their stories to share. While someone can see the vast light of the story of Percy Jackson, others have found stories. But those stories are gone, lost to wind, they then cannot be found again, rarely they can be picked up again by the same storyteller, or by another. Patterns revolve. Things change.

But for one, many stories are still being found and told. But one thing is common for all of them. They do not see their bigger pictures. They cannot find the huger reality. However, what if I told you one actually found that story? I did. A story of love, of salvation, of remembrance. A story untold and not found, many wish to find but never do. Not a simple what if an event happened or was different type of story. Here, everything changes, but is still so close to it's original story. This story is a song of war, of beauty, of an epic tale of bravery, one that will blow your mind. Question the reality of which we know. Everything you know, is about to change.  

I shall tell you the story of our hero.
Hail Perseus. But not our, Percy Jackson.
Perseus of the old Greek times, son of Hades.