One man
One tragic ending
One army
One impossible quest
One hero
Hundreds that betrayed,
One hero
Millions that will kill,
One hero
Billions will be served by,
One hero
One story
Two prophecies
And one man
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"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend."
― William Blake
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Percy
"Please accept my loyal jester. It took me all knight to do it!" I screamed in a sing-song opera voice. I had my fist on my chest, and I was standing right in front of Zoe's room.
"Why so hyper?" She asked, walking past me, down to where the arena is. "Isn't it the day we need to go to Earth?"
I shrugged, running in front of her while walking backwards. "Nice hairdo. Maybe I could get a bird to live in there." I joked, avoiding her sneer.
"How many ignorant jokes do you still have up on your sleeve? Hmm? You've been bugging me since the break of dawn. And like I said, shouldn't you be particularly gloomy today?" She said, innocence was evident on her rainbow-eyes.
Rainbow Eyes, maybe I should call her that. Or maybe I could just call her ryes...
A huge smile crept up on my face, thinking of various nicknames that I could annoy her with.
"I know that smile. You're up to something, I could smell it." She smirked, her eyes glowing a dangerous red.
"Well, I was about to make jokes about unemployed peeps... but like, you know, it never really worked out."
"Perseus!" She shrieked before lunging onto my poor body. She grabbed my hair and started banging my head against the floor. "YOU SIR, HAVE BEEN ANNOYING ME SO MUCH SINCE YESTERDAY AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHY. YOU WOKE ME UP AT 2:00 A.M. WITH YOUR STUPID PUNS, AND RIDICULED ME WITH MY HAIR. HAVE YOU SEEN YOUR HAIR? IT LOOKS LIKE THE HAIR THAT THE GUY FROM CROODS HAS." She screamed very dangerously.
"Okay. uh." I pushed her off slightly, carrying her up and sitting her on the floor. Hell, she can be a good Football player, even with my frame, she can tackle me like it's nothing.
