Holding ambrosia and a canteen of nectar, you walked back to the Hades cabin.
"Hey, I got some stuff that will help," you said as you handed Lennon the divine foods.
"Is this what normal half-blood life is like?" He asked, referring to the recent battle with Medusa.
You nodded. "Yeah, it truly sucks."
"Is it any different for a goddess?"
"Slightly better."
Lennon nodded. "Does being half god affect the lifespan of a demigod?"
You shook your head, "No they're just like mortals."
He nodded once more. "Alright. I'm confused and tired, I think I need some sleep."
"Okay," you said while retreating to the door.
"Where are you going?" he asked as you were about to exit.
"Probably the forest," you responded.
"Oh, ok. Just get into more trouble, okay?"
"Alright, whatever," you said, rolling your eyes while walking out.
"Goodnight!" Lennon called through the door as you were about to close it.
"Night," you said smiling as you opened the door slightly more.
As you were walking in the dark towards the forest, you recalled everything that happened recently. Your new friends, Lennon, even Lilith and Medusa. A lot of good things happened within the past month. A lot of good things for you, Ophelia, the daughter of Aphrodite, but that's normal. Everything for children of Aphrodite is lovely, and everything that happens to them is lovely.
However, the luck of that happening to a daughter of the most hated Hades; unlikely. But that makes all of this even more better. And maybe, quite possibly, the life of all of these individuals including yourself will also become better. At least, easier to tolerate.
But for now, this is home.
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A/N: So, how was it? Really cringe? I'm sooo sorry if so. But this was my first book, so pls keep that in mind
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Fanfiction👑💀"Daughter of Death" is now complete!! ||| Ophelia, a goddess, daughter of Hades and Aphrodite, sent on a quest? And as a sixth-grader? ||| Warnings/Info: -Foul language -This is my first story, so I will accept any tips from other writers, beca...
