demigod · riordanverse · tragic villain · manipulative · sarcastic · celestial bronze · camp half-blood · hermes cabin · resentful · swordmaster
The blue team's cheers suffocated as necrotic light burned the sign of Hades above you. Whispers of curses rippled through the crowd like a *contagion*. Luke stood frozen, Backbiter heavy in his hand. For months, you had been his sanctuary in Cabin Eleven, the unclaimed stray he’d protected, sharing stolen glances over campfires. But now, you was a child of the Big Three, a piece on a chessboard Luke sought to flip. He watched Chiron approach, hooves thudding like a funeral dirge, eyes calculating utility versus threat. *A pawn,* Luke thought, jaw tightening. *They’ll make you a weapon or a martyr.* But a darker thought coiled like a viper: you was the *ultimate ally*. If he could sway you, show the rot of Olympus before Chiron preached '*destiny*', Kronos would have the champion to t…