Divine Existence - Percy Jackson

Prologue

How do I begin to tell you the tale of this tragedy?

As the author, I must give you my deepest and most sincere apologies. If you picked up this book, I fear you might already be in danger. I regret to inform you, dearest reader, that it might be too late for you. Believe me when I tell you, all I want to do is reach through these pages, grab your hand, and bring you somewhere safe. Somewhere where you do not have to face the cruelties of this world.

There are dangers lurking around every corner, that are being hidden by what I call the mist. It is something much older than you and I. The mist is a magic older than the gods themselves, and it protects mere mortals from insanity. It will warp your very reality. Instead of seeing a fourteen year old boy holding a sword, he might instead be wielding a baseball. You can see examples of the mist not only in the tragedy I am about to share with you, but throughout Odysseus's tale as well.

If you can see through the mist though, I have to get a protector to you quickly. I fear you might already be in trouble. I wish I could tell you to put this book down, and walk away, but this might be the only way to save your life.

As you read this tale, I tell you, maybe you will be fine. If that is the case, I praise the gods. Go about your day, and keep believing this is a story of fantasy or fiction.

But, if you see yourself in these pages as you read, keep this book with you, and run. Your protector will find you eventually. Use the advice I give you, and just keep yourself alive long enough. Do not call anyone, they will find you faster I'm afraid. Get to New York, Long Island to be specific. I promise, soon enough, it will all make sense.

Well, I believe I am the first to tell you of this, but the world you live in is full of monsters, and the gods. Yes, I lowercased that word intentionally. Like I said, if you see yourself in these pages, you're probably a son or daughter of one of the gods. Before you start cheering, I beg you to reconsider. This life, it is a death sentence. I write this tragedy so you can see what might become you of this life. It's possible you might be a child of one of the minor gods, who don't get much attention and don't have a scent. That is actually the best thing we can hope for.

Can you name this author, a hero who was happy? the gods want the mortals to do all the work for them, yet in the end, there is always a tragedy. Orpheus and Eurydice. Or what about Achilles and Patroclus? Only to name a few. The gods love to play with little mortals lives. Nobody expects a hero to get their happy ending, and win the battle too. I fear not even this story, will give you the hope you are looking for.

A tale of the saviors of Olympus. The story of two eighteen year olds, who sat on the throne of the gods, and defeated the titan Kronos. I did just tell you, no mortal wins both the battle and gets a happy ending.

If you would like to see their victory of battle though, we need to work our way up to that. You need to know how the two demigods traveled to the Underworld, to find the most powerful weapon that was stolen. Read where they sailed across the sea of monsters, to save their friends. Or, where one held the weight of the world on their shoulders, all to save a goddess. Learn, how despite one having a deathly fear of being buried alive, they delved into an underground Labyrinth to save their home.

This is not just another Greek story, where you learn some moral at the end. This is a tragedy that had been written in the stars by the Fates. Prepare yourself for the life you more than likely find yourself in.

Run little Demigod. You'll meet these hero's, and many others at camp. Your protector will find you soon enough. May the gods bless the journey you are about to take. Please stay alive for me, my dearest reader.

My deepest condolences,

bearer of this tragedy.