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SΞΠΦΔ DΩRMΞR
I was walking around the streets, my Rapier in my hands, I left my friends with the other campers just incase if something happened, and told them to send up sparks if something did happen.
In the quiet streets, I heard some *Pow pow pow* I followed the sound, It was an abandoned arcade.
With Oneiróphantasma in front of me, I slowly walk inside the arcade, making sure to check my surroundings.
"Erre es korakas!"
'Hey! I know that voice anywhere!'
I ran to where it came from and saw Percy along with, " Old Wine!!" I shouted as I ran towards Mr. D bringing him to a hug.
"Ah! I told you I do not do hugs, Tanya!" Mr. D said as he shrugged me aside.
"Dang! I do not miss your wrong name-calling" I said as I retreated Oneiróphantasma back into a hairpin and placed it in an empty spot in my holster.
"Percy, you're also here, hi"
"That was the first time I saw Mr. D being hugged" Percy snickered looking at Mr. D
"Now listen, the situation is graver than you imagine. If Olympus falls, not only will the gods fade, but everything that is connected to our legacy will also begin to unravel. The very fabric of your puny little civilization-" Percy and I looked at each other as the game played a song saying Mr. D progressed to level 254.
"Ha! Take that you pixelated fiends!" Mr. D shouted as he continued playing Pac-Man.
"We should add some arcade games in camp half-blood once this is all over" I suggested to Percy who also nodded.
"What do you mean, the fabric of civilization?" Percy prompted Mr. D to continue.
"Yes, your entire society will dissolve. Perhaps not right away, but mark my words, the chaos of the Titans will mean the end of Western civilization. Art, law, wine tastings" Mr. D said as he moved his eyebrows up and down making both Percy and I groaned.
"Music, video games, silk shirts, black velvet paintings- honestly all the things making life worth living for"
"And yet here we are, the gods aren't even helping us, I heard Typhon was around, but we should forget about him, Olympus should be our main priority" I argued as Mr. D continued to play.
"The truth is, Sunny, Pierre-"
"It's Percy"
"Senia"
"Whatever, the other gods would never admit this, but we actually need you mortals to save Olympus. You see, we are the manifestations of your culture. If you don't enough to save Olympus yourselves-"
