𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐎𝐃 . 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘰𝘯

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆ 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉... everything was as it was supposed to be. kronus was overthrown, severed into pieces, and slumbering in tartarus; peace was restored in camp half-blood, and percy jackson, savior of olympus, was... well, a god!

divinity was a burden, more than anything else, accompanied with responsibilities that superseded the length of the constitution, but it was fine. there were perks, percy reminded himself, as he did anytime his confidence in his choice of godhood waned.

the perks were short, revolving around one thing only; there would never be a recreation of what happened with luke castellan. percy swore by it, his promise certain enough to iron over his wrinkled doubts. with godhood, he could prevent history from repeating itself; of that he was sure!

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˚ ༘ ೀ⋆ 𝒐𝒓, 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉... cassandra markos wasn't sure of anything. she had idolized the gods, without restriction, for her entire life. but she had spent more time loathing them, a thousand years counted.

now, free from a centuries-long curse cast by the ever-so-humble god, aphrodite, she had no home to go to other than camp half-blood.

however, with centuries spent in a mirror, cassandra had no idea of the tragic events that occurred a decade ago and how she could be the catalyst to waking unresolved anger from its sleep.

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