Essence of Speed
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Hello here. This is Daytona Calaritas Knight. Just call me Day, since everyone does. I'm a demigod from Camp Half-Blood here, with probably dozens of monsters vying for my blood outside of it, even though I am the great great great great great... granddaughter of Kronos.
Why so? Is the question.
Well my answer would be:
I went on a 'fun' quest with Orpheus Black, Arya Rowan and Spark Smith, nicknamed Spock for being a Star Trek fan, and managed to kill their brothers and cousins and sisters and all that stuff. It's just sad that most of the baddest monsters have the most siblings and relatives.
Anyway, this is a record of my quest, which I hope will be most of an explanation to you.
Wait a moment.
I mentioned that I was the descendant of Kronos, didn't I?
Yep. The same Kronos that tried to take over the world while he was still in a sacrophagus. He's a dear, really, when you get to know him.
Really. He is changed for the better, I believe.
But for his siblings, I cannot say the same.
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