Will The Sea Be Saved?

Will The Sea Be Saved?

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"Name one Hero who was happy" Percy Jackson has experienced it all, from the unimaginable occurrences in his life to the bizarre things. Percy Jackson is the two-time hero of Olympus; Defeater and Destroyer of countless monsters, titans, and primordials, the prophesied one, former praetor of the twelfth legion, and the famous Son of Poseidon. All these titles weighs on his name. Monsters and Demigod alike fears him. The strongest one they say. They chant his name more than worshipping a God. He gave all of him but what did he get in return? 4 "supposedly" dead marks, comes to life and brightens. Will these 4 people heal and make our seaweed brain open up? or will grief and anger consume Percy and fall into the pit of his own ocean and drown? Soulmate AU! BatBros/PercyJackson
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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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