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P L U T O
I swear on Jupiter's Mother, that I have nothing to do with that.
Hitting Octavian in the back of the head with a rock... was not you?
Exactly!
DANTE DI ANGELO WAS A FIGHTER AND A GOOD ONE TOO. He fought through a war, for his position as a centurion and for some respect around camp, yet it still was not enough for him. Nothing was ever enough for him until he gets a position as Praetor. That was his dream ever since he came to Camp Jupiter.
After intense training with Lupa after some misconceptions about his identity, he arrived at Camp Jupiter with a goal to set, which had him rise higher up those ranks, it gave him something to do, something to feel. A sense of fulfilment as he never got to finish his last job, which was being an older brother.
He did a pretty shit job at that one, as he doesn't even know where the other two are ever since he went to the Wolf House.
Now, with one person standing in that one position he wanted... no... needed to be in, there were going to be some complications. Especially since she was a pretty girl, no doubt. But she was just more than just a pretty girl.
