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**"The Keys of Eidothea"**
*There are truths even the Fates cannot touch.*

Long ago, a cult vanished. A Titan stirred in his prison. And a goddess of illusions sealed her temples with keys that held the souls of the dead. Now, one of those keys is missing.

Theron, a broken man with blades at his hip and grief in his veins, fled the gods after being used in a cruel game-one that left scars deeper than memory. Rhamnys, the chaotic daughter of a forgotten bloodline, feels something ancient waking inside her. And Eidothea, keeper of forbidden knowledge, knows exactly what's coming.

Because one soul-the last daughter of a minor goddess-was merged into a key. When it disappears, an ancient restraint unravels.

And Taraxion, the Titan of Distortion, begins to rise.

As Olympians reckon with past sins and ancient clans feel their blood burn again, three fated souls must reunite to face what no god wants to see freed.

But one truth remains:

The keys never open by mistake.All Rights Reserved

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The gods thought they could contain him. They built walls of frost, sent armies of light, flooded the tides and poisoned the air - but the crown still burned on his brow. They took his name from their songs and his face from their marble, yet his shadow stretched across every field they claimed. And when they bound a daughter of Zeus into living wood, they believed she would never walk again. They were wrong. Now the fortress holds two storms instead of one, and Olympus feels the ground shifting under its own feet. The lightning bolt they once feared to lose is no longer the only weapon beyond their reach. The Helm they sought to reclaim sits in a vault they cannot breach. And in the court of black stone, the pine hums with the memory of a girl returned to flesh and fury. The siege tightens. The hourglass runs dry. Champions are sent not to win a war, but to end it before it grows. And as the first hunter steps from the shadows, Percy Jackson knows the truth: there's no going back to quests and half-truths and camps in the woods. This is no quest. This is rebellion. And in rebellion, you don't ask the gods for permission. You take what they've hidden, you break what they've built, and you make them fear the very world they claim to rule.