𝓔𝓶𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓞𝓯 𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮

Percy Jackson, the son of Poseidon knew and felt like he was not really... Percy. Something was strange, a part of his mind yelling at him, begging him to go to his worst enemy. Was he really an enemy, though?

I kinda want to make this into a small series.

Perseus flushed with embarrassment. "Oh." Was the only thing that came out. He thought it was funny how, just when he came into the world of primordials, some random immortal who he doesn't know catches his eye fist. No one else.

The young Titan bit the inside of his cheek to prevent him from smiling before saying, "Kronos."

"Pardon?"

"Kronos, that's my name."

Perseus's grin widened to a whole ray of sunshine. "Kronos." He repeated, his small wings folding closer to his back. "Are you also a primordial?"

"No." Kronos tilted his head. "I am a Titan."