Why does someone so young have so much pent up rage? That's me, my name is Finn. I'm a child of Demeter. I know, such a borin godly parent, but I'm overpowered. (for some reason idc lemme do what I want) I'm what you call a rouge demigod, a runaway. I only know how to survive. Staying in one place for over 4 days is such a strange concept. If you have no one left, why stay? No one will notice if I'm gone. I was too young to understand anything that happened. I'm just a scrappy kid covered in scars for gods's sake! I don't even understand how I'm alive. I'm so sorry I'm like this mother. Please forgive me. (Btw this is just an introduction of the thinking process for the mc. Literally little story line is in the description.) I HOPE YOU READ THISSS <3 Btw- I do not in ANY way own ANY of Rick Riordan's series! This is me just making a fanfic to stop my C.ai addiction.

"Save the child of roses and thorns, As an old friend mourns. She is whom can end the pain, Until then, the child remains the same." This is book 2 to my PJO series!