Universal Destroyer: The start of the silver age ( Book 1 )

Universal Destroyer: The start of the silver age ( Book 1 )

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Fanfic
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
Perseus, the first conscious to exist in a vast void of emptiness is the creator, a being never known, thousands of quadrillion years older than the creator Chaos. He who blueprinted the entire universe and the unknown father of the elder Primordials, the eldritch primordial of the Void, all domains are made from a part of his essence and Chaos's maxed power is not even 10 percent of his power. This is his story. Sexual References (Chapter 1) and Abusive language. PG-13 100. ✔️ 500. ✔️ 1000. 5000. 10000. Ongoing [ 14957 Words ] Average time per paragraph [ 8.625 minutes] Hope you like the story 😁👌. If you like my books, then check out my account and check the stories there. Warning: I was just a beginner, still am but the books get worse as you go newest to oldest. Be careful 😷
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Most demigods are born of Olympians who meddle in mortal lives. Percy Jackson was not. Before the Titans, before Olympus rose from the bones of the earth, there were three: Ouranos, the untouchable Sky; Erebus, the shadow between worlds; and Pontus, the fathomless Deep. They shaped the edges of reality itself, far removed from mortal affairs. They did not love. They did not create for beauty's sake. They simply were. Until Hephaestus got an idea. In the modern age, the god of the forge had grown tired of his own reflection-scarred, bent, and forever underestimated. So he built himself a body unlike any he'd worn before: elegant, flawless, and female. It was a form for invention, for exploration... and, though he'd never admit it, for curiosity about the oldest forces in existence. One meeting led to another. A spark met the void. The tides answered the wind. And from an impossible union of sky, shadow, sea, and crafted flame, a child was born. Born in the silence between waves. Born in the darkness before dawn. Born with the sky in his eyes, the ocean in his breath, and shadows that curled under his skin like living things. His name was Perseus Jackson. And the world was not ready for him.

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