Demigod Diaries

Chapter 1: I've Got an Amnesia

It was night.

Deep into the forest of Camp Half-Blood, a girl about 14 years old was lying down on a branch of a tree. She had short, silky, brown hair that only extends to her chin and she had golden eyes, which glowed in the darkness.

She tries to reach the sky with her hands, searching for the sun. Tears were flowing out from her eyes, and she didn’t sleep all night. She wanted to wait until the sun came out.

“Eve… Where are you? After doing something that heroic… H-how could they do this to us?” The girl said.

The girl headed to Mt. Olympus in rage. She glared at Jupiter and Venus and said, “What’s the reason?!”

She started to cry but immediately wiped her tears.

She said, “I know you did something to her! S-she has… friends waiting for her… H-how could you do this?”

“Erase my past.” The girl said.

“My dear daughter, do you know what you are asking for?” Venus said.

Her eyes gleamed in anger. She said, “I know! I know what I’m doing! If I can’t be with her, then erase my past! If she can’t be with me and I remember her… It’s just going to hurt, right?”

Tears flowed down her eyes.

“Your wish shall be granted, Sharlotte Tiara…” Jupiter said.

He put his hand on the head of the girl.

The next thing she knew, she has no memories of her past and everyone she knows except her parents—Jupiter and Venus.

She had curly caramel hair, and it was twin-tailed with pink ribbons.Her eyes were of the color blue. She has white complexion and she wore a white dress and a sword made of imperial gold, was attached to her belt, so it was hanging on her side.

…

Okay.

So, I saw myself at the front gates of a camp.

The title says: “Camp Half-Blood”

Before I came in, I remembered a name.

“Fattale Rimmazure.”

I wondered if it was mine.

But, because I couldn’t remember my name, I decided to make it mine.

I stepped in the gate of the camp. Everyone was staring at me, shocked.

“Where’s your head counselor?” I said.

No one uttered a word.

I said, “Nevermind. Just tell me where your praetor is.”

No one still said a word.

I frowned and walked. “Stupid idiots…” I muttered.

Then, I reached an office. The title outside said: “Chiron’s Office”

I entered and saw a centaur—beings that are half human and half horse.

“Well, well, newcomer aren’t we?” the centaur said.

“So… You’re Chiron?” I said.

Chiron said, “What do you need?”

I smirked and said, “You’re the director here?”

“Yes, I am.” Chiron answered truthfully.

I sat on a chair without permission. “Where’s the praetor of this camp? I wish to have a talk with her.”