When Will, Nico, and Hazel leave for Europe to investigate on an amnesiac satyr and his missing half-blood ward, they didn't expect to come across something magical. Will would call it ominous, Nico would call it annoying, and Hazel would call it we...
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This is- what the- oh my gods- *cue happy gay dance* 3k+ Jesu Christi you madlads! This is honestly peer pressuring me to make better chapters at a faster pace, which I will, but I think an update of another sort, to celebrate!
Presenting the new cover for this story, created by yours truly!
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Honestly, this was a long time coming, the old cover was made when I was, like, 14 or something. So guys, expect another chapter soon, here's a little sneak peek!
-*-*-*-*- "Rise, both of you," a voice finally said. Though, it was much smoother than Pluto's, Hazel obeyed it, and found herself facing a familiar entity.
"I would say that it is a pleasure to meet you once more, but the sentiment might not be shared, Levasque," Thanatos, the god of death, calmly stated.
