As the crowd was suprised and Luke held his arms out as if he just did the most violent crime ever. A very elderly god with his crippled right leg was limping carrying a tray of food in his right hand and a tray of drinks in his left hand. As Luke extended his arms he hit the elderly god causing him to spill everything all over Luke and those who were behind him. " fksowbrbxk, ah p...l...e...a....s...e for...g...i...v...e... me i....t.... w....a...s.. a a...cc..id..e...n....t". Pleaded the elderly god. Purple residue drenched Luke just as he was about to bask in his crime. Soon enemies of Luke began to opening mock and jeer at Luke. Luke face first turned red out of embarrassment. " How dare this imbecile damage my image at this instant! I spent house dressing to look my best! Now those inferior than me are mocking me the King of Poison! First let's make an example out of this old fool who dared to destroy the image I wanted to have".
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Scorched: Book 3
FanfictionAfter gaining mental fortitude Percy has finally completed his training. Will Percy accept the mantle and become the next king of the Milky Way galaxy? What happens when Percy has arrives back home on Earth? "All my enemies will Knell before me! I w...
