Nico di Angelo.
Most people would describe him as, dark, or scary, or depressed. But there is one I would describe him.
Broken...
Yes, Nico di Angelo, a broken child.
He lost his mother, Maria di Angelo, when Zeus tried to kill him and his sister.
Next, he was shoved into Lotus Hotel and Casino. Losing 70 years of his life.
Then, on a quest to save Annabeth, he had lost his sister, Bianca. Crushed by a auto-mon, trying to save us.
I never stopped blaming myself for her death. I mean. I promised Nico her safety and she dies.
Finally, to and on to the stress, Nico was shoved into Tartarus.
No one knows how he can hold it in. How he...can stay that strong... And yet, he does. Everyday he is faced with a new challenge. Whether it is, struggling to wake up, or trying to eat a piece of pie. He just stays in his little, strong shell.
He tries to hide it, but his eyes tell everything. They're not the warm, brown eyes they were before anything happened, no they were the cold, black eyes that showed how broken he was.
But that's all he is now. Broken. Not scary, not dark, just...
Broken...
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Broken
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