My Dear Mortality (Percy Jackson x oc)

"Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind"

A child, fruit of the greatest of free wills,
The freedom and creativity of a Primordial gave birth to a small boy who would find his place in the world or die trying.

{ ❌No frequent chapters, don't take all this too seriously. After all, I write as a hobby. ;P }
{This is my story from SB}
[I'm using the https://cyoa.ltouroumov.ch/viewer/ for power reference]