"People are like seasons, constantly changing." Started: Sun, February 26 at 5:30 AM, Finished:

Percilla Rhea Atalanta Jackson has always gone through hardships since the day she was born. Nothing was ever easy and life became more and more cruel as she got older. From being the youngest hero to have ever made it this far to the most powerful of demigods, from a Legendary hero to an enemy of the Gods, from friends and love to betrayal... and finally the last straw was the death of her baby sister and step father. She couldn't take it anymore how long does she have to be the puppet of the Gods and yet suffer because of them, unfair justice... she hated Gods. All of them, some day she will have her revenge. . . . . "Are you Percilla Rhea Atalanta Jackson?". A tall beautiful woman with flowing midnight blue hair and hair pinned back on the side with a wing shaped hair pin asked. "Depends on who's asking". Percy's eyes narrowed as the intruder gave her a calculative look before giving her a friendly smile which Percy wasn't gonna fall for. She didn't trust this strange woman. "I am Brunhilde, the eldest of the 13 Valkyrie sisters and nee-". "No". Brunhilde's eyes widened in surprise as Percy glares at her with hatred and hostility. "Look here woman. I know what you are and I don't give a flying fuck, I'm not helping or going on another quest just so your lazy devine ass can sit around and do nothing. You divine beings are all the same". Her usual sea green eyes glows, like the sea beautiful yet held deadly intent. Brunhilde shivers, she was playing on thin ice and she knew it. Although she hates to admit it, this girl frightens her... just like 'him'. Unpredictable.

Perseida Jackson has always felt like she was cursed with the worst luck-an endless string of misfortunes that seem to be tied to the whims of the fates. Everything changes when she unexpectedly finds herself transported to another dimension, where she encounters a different version of her father and others who are unlike anyone from her own world. In this new reality, Perseida discovers a sense of happiness and belonging she never thought possible. Unbeknownst to her, the people she has come to care about are reading about her life in her original dimension.

(On Hold) 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂, 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚? 𝑨 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔? 𝑨 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔? 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒆?

Harley didn't understand why the people she had faith in and protected turned and killed her but death saved her having hatred towards the people who killed his mistress and master so he gave her a new life in universe of the hazbin hotel.

The vast, ancient chamber of Valhalla was illuminated by the Weave of Mortal Destiny. The divine council was seated, impatient and skeptical, focused on the life of the champion who would one day represent humanity.

Alternate story to The Sea Tyrant's Obsession where instead of Poseidon, Chaos kidnaps Percy and others. This story is a straight reaction to the Percy Jackson series (WTM/WTS). You do not have to read The Sea Tyrant's Obsession to understand this story, but I'm way ahead with that story.

"A heartbeat shaped by the sea, steady, ancient, and impossible to defy." (Percy Jackson x Record of Ragnarok Crossover)

Percilla "Percy" Jackson woke up to find herself in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by unfamiliar gods. These gods accused her of bringing them there. Percy would not accept that accusation without a fight. Percy Jackson x Record of Ragnarok / Shuumatsu no Valkyrie crossover.

*Cover not mine* After the Battle of Hogwarts, Helena Potter expected peace, but instead, she found betrayal. The people she had fought for turned against her, blaming her for the destruction, the losses, and even Voldemort's rise. Branded a threat and an inconvenience, she was cast out. With nowhere safe to go, she took her godson, Teddy Lupin, and used ancient, unpredictable magic to escape. The spell flung them across worlds, and they crash-landed into a lush, moonlit garden-right at the feet of Hecate, the goddess of magic herself. The goddess had merely been tending to her plants when a young woman and a toddler fell from the sky, battered from the fall. Intrigued and sensing powerful magic within Helena, Hecate listened to her tale. Upon learning of the Wizarding World's treachery, she was both furious and impressed-furious at the wizards' ingratitude and impressed by the strength of this young witch who had carried the weight of a prophecy. Moved by their plight, Hecate took them in as her own. Under her guidance, Helena and Teddy found a home among the gods, learning magic beyond anything Hogwarts had ever taught. No longer bound by the limits of the Wizarding World, Helena embraced her true potential-not as the Chosen One of a broken world, but as the daughter of the Goddess of Magic herself. Warning: I am not a pro writer. There will be some mistakes.