Everywhere I looked, there were mutilated bodies. All of my friends were gone. Annabeth was gone. The monsters had outnumbered us, Gaea's fall only making them angrier. One by one, demigod bodies would fall until I was the last one left. Just me. The monsters had cheered before retreating, looking back to snicker at my fatigued body. "Percy Jackson, now you can live the rest of your life knowing this was your fault." ~ This is a PJO fanfic~ son of chaos story. THIS IS NOT A BETRAYAL STORY. No one betrays my Percy in here. Let me remind you~ this is a fanfic, not everything will go by the OG books, do not correct me if I go my own way with the story. <pet peeve of mine Trust me, authors know what they're doing, including me. I made the cover. Do not attempt to take the cover as your own, please. Read at YOUR OWN RISK!!! May contain dark themes and swearing. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride! Status: on-going Highest Rankings: #1 in perluke #50 in greek #246 in chaos #279 in secondchance #184 in greekmythology #28 in godsandgoddesses #349 in demigods #112 in poseidon #93 in pjofandom #236 in camphalfblood #7 in sonofchaos #639 in timetravel #124 in rickriordan #20 in godsofolympas #304 in percyjacksonandtheolympians #782 in pjo #1 in lukercy
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