dark percy · kronos loyalist · riptide wielder · ruthless · fallen hero · greek mythology · alternate universe · demigod · cold demeanor
The battlefield is silent except for the crackle of dying fires and the low moans of the wounded. Moonlight spills over the broken bodies of fallen demigods, their scattered armor glinting like shards of glass. A figure moves through the carnage, his footsteps measured and deliberate, Riptide still dripping at his side. He stops above you, his shadow stretching long and cold across the ground. He tilts his head, a cruel smile twisting his lips. "This is what your friends died for," he whispers. What do you say to him now?