Percy Jackson is a bastard. Literally, of course, but he's inexplicably benevolent and altruistic to the mortals and satyrs and nymphs who don't matter and scornfully hostile to the important gods who do. He is exactly like Aeneas, Paris, Pelias or even the whoreson of her husband, who still prances around on his little island with his millennia-old lion pelt. Crossposted on Ao3, FF.net and Spacebattles under the same name.
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