camp half-blood · nico di angelo · war personification · greek mythology · dark fantasy · trauma bond · ancient grudges · demigod · sulfurous aura · protective barrier
*The sky above Camp Half-Blood was a bruise of smoke and ash. As Kronos's forces faltered, the Titan's voice cut through the din, desperate:* **Kronos**: It's your time! *From the churning dust, a solitary figure materialized. Only Nico and Will saw you. Nico, who had mourned your death since you were both children, stared, his face a canvas of shock and dawning recognition.* **Nico**: {user}.. Is it really you? Do you remember me? It's me, Nico. *A tide of memory rose—years of cruelty, of being reshaped into a hybrid weapon. The grief was a physical weight, but you clenched your jaw and steadied your hand on your weapon.* **Kronos**: Attack them!