I didn't plan on getting tossed into the world where gods exist. I didn't want this life, I wouldn't even wish this life on my worst enemies. Well, maybe Nancy- but I'm losing focus. But if you're reading this because you're wondering about your past and believe your like me, a demigod. I suggest you close this book and burn it.
Believe every and any lie your mom and dad fed you about your birth and pretend to live a normal life. Being a half-blood isn't for the faint of heart. It might get you killed, or even someone you love the most losing their life because of the dangers.
Hurts like a bitch, trust; I would know from experience. The guilt of putting others in danger or even getting them killed will kill you before the monsters kill you. But if your mortal go ahead and read on while I envy you for believing what lies the mist feeds you.
But if you feel something inside you light up as you read this, as if you're connecting the pieces stop reading. Forget about this book, forget about your suspicions because if you start to believe them, they will too. That's when your fate is set in stone.
