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Arthur Lockwood runs cold.
Like, actually cold. Khione's only demigod, winter in his veins, ice at his fingertips... and a very inconvenient habit of not staying dead.
Akihiro Kuroda runs hot.
Like, two-divine-flames-hot. Hephaestus's son, carrying both Greek fire and the sacred flame of Kagutsuchi, the Japanese god of fire. Control isn't a choice for him-it's survival.
Arthur fights like a boxer in frost-forged gauntlets blessed by Boreas and Khione.
Akihiro fights like a samurai who took one wrong turn and ended up in Greek mythology, katana blazing white-blue.
They are not normal demigods.
They know it. The gods know it. The universe definitely knows it.
So when they arrive at Camp Half-Blood, they try to blend in. Make friends. Survive capture the flag. Avoid exploding. Avoid freezing people. You know-normal kid stuff.
Between sarcastic comments, dorm chaos, and Annabeth judging their life choices, Arthur and Akihiro build something rare: an unbreakable bond forged from loss, trauma, and the promise that neither of them will ever face the world alone again.
But some powers make the gods nervous.
Some miracles make monsters curious.
And some betrayals start inside the camp itself.
Two boys. Two curses. One promise.
If the world comes for one of them, it will have to face both.