❝If you return to your old world, we will follow you, and we will destroy everything you love. This is your home now.❞
Percy's world didn't teach her about how obsessive a god's love would be. But when she was accidentally transported to this crazy...
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IT'S AUGUST 18!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY PERCY!!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳🥳
More good news: I finally finished editing my outline so I can now announce that Cú Chulainn is the seventh love interest for this fic!
(If you haven't seen me announce this on tumblr, then you can just skip this part and get straight to the chapter. The rest of this note is just copy-pasted from that one tumblr post.)
For those who don't know, Cú Chulainn is a character from the ROR spinoff: Apocalypse of the Gods, and he is a demigod. Like, an actual 50% human and 50% god.
Yeah so that means there are now 2 types of demigods in the ROR verse: a human with the strength of a god (gained via drinking ambrosia aka, zeus' blood; ex: Heracles before ascension) and now the actual half-blood that we're familiar with
BUT BECAUSE I ALREADY STATED IN ARSENIC BLUES THAT BIOLOGICAL HALF-GOD AND HALF-HUMANS DON'T EXIST AND ARE IMPOSSIBLE TO CREATE, CÚ CHULAINN WILL BE LIKE PRE-ASCENSION HERACLES: a human with the strength of a god BUT he got this through drinking Lugh's blood and was also blessed by him (hence why he will have some of Lugh's powers too)
There was more I wanted to say about exploring the similarities and differences between him and Percy later on, but this is getting too long so I'll end it here.
Also, I changed Poseidon's graphic in the intro chapter so check it out if you're curious!
HESTIA HAD IT EASY—HERA'S temper tantrums were far easier to placate; all she had to do was give the younger goddess some calming tea, tell her that she was most beautiful and powerful Queen in all the three realms, and maybe take her to a shopping trip or two.
But Hades? Oh he had the short end of the stick.
He adored his baby brothers so much, but by the gods were they a handful. Poseidon especially. His temper tantrums made Hera look like a saint.
Like that time in Ancient Greece where Queen Cassiopeia and King Cepheus bragged that their daughter, Andromeda, was more beautiful than the merfolk of the seas and Poseidon flipped out and sent Cetus to kill them all. Or that time King Minos sacrificed an inferior bull in Poseidon's name and he decided to curse his wife to have sex with said bull ("All this because of a bull? Seriously, brother? You said you didn't even care about their worship." Hades had sighed that day.).
And don't even get him started on all those times a mortal would refer to him by name instead of by title—sure Hades didn't like it when a human would refer to him as 'Hades' and not 'Lord Hades' as they should've either, but some of them just genuinely forget! Poseidon didn't need to send a tidal flood just to kill one human. Honestly, humans dropped like flies every day and lines in Helheim were so long already, there was no need to further clog them! Hades was so thankful he wasn't the only god working in Helheim—he didn't want to know what his life would be like without their assistance.
