Prologue

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*Some Fancy Private Beach on Earth*

Skye Dun Scaith

A Demigod and assassin of the Celtic Phanteon, is chilling and having the time of his life at the beach

A Demigod and assassin of the Celtic Phanteon, is chilling and having the time of his life at the beach

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Skye: Being a Demigod sure rocks.

Skye said as he took a sip from his soda can while chilling on a lounge chair

Skye said as he took a sip from his soda can while chilling on a lounge chair

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(Basically he is sitting in that but he doesn't look like Bartholomew Roberts. And imagine he has rune tattoos on his body)

Skye: Olympia Beach Rules.

A Mysterious man then walked up to him and placed another soda with a pringles van

???: Your Order, Mr Scaith.

(Hermes, Messenger of the Gods/Waiter)

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(Hermes, Messenger of the Gods/Waiter)


Skye: Thanks Lord Hermes.

Skye said to the man

Hermes bowed and left as Skye continues to watch the sea as other demigods and gods are having fun in the ocean.

Skye then put on his shades as he continued to chill

???: Hey Guys!! Watch me do a Canon Ball!!

A loud male voice yelled

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