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Once upon a time, Percy Jackson was the golden boy of Camp Half-Blood.
Then his charming half-brother, Nathan Burns, decided to spice things up by turning literally everyone against him, including Annabeth, who believed he helped Kronos and Gaia. (Spoiler: he didn't.) What followed? Torture. Betrayal. A one-way ticket out of camp with a side of emotional damage.
Most people would've cried.
Percy trained. For two freaking years.
Then he broke into Athena's off-limits, ultra-magical, please-don't-touch-or-you 'll-die library and stole a book about how to fling himself off Earth. Now he travels planet to planet, taking down evil monarchs and emperors like some interstellar John Wick with a magic sword and a grudge.
The people call him Hunter.
The tyrants call him deadly.
And Olympus? Yeah, they still think he's a traitor. Idiots.
But things are about to get worse. Because now Tartarus is back-like "apocalyptic level boss fight" back-and guess who shows up with an offer?
Chaos.
That's right. The embodiment of the freaking universe just slid into Hunter's DMs with a job offer:
Join my army, assassinate my enemies, save the cosmos. Perks include infinite power, stylish armor, and maybe-just maybe-a chance to become whole again.
Hunter's thinking about it.
Mostly because the last guy he killed screamed, "I'm Innocent" after committing homicide.