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Prologue
After the Second Titan War, and Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon, fulfilled the Great Prophecy, the gods offered him godhood. However, he turned it down for his friends and family, a chance at a normal life, and most importantly-Annabeth Chase. This pissed off everybody on the council except, well, Lady Aphrodite. Of course, when, after the Second Giant War, and all of the seven were offered godhood to award them for their valor and bravery, Percy accepted with Annabeth by his side. Percy was granted the domain of Atlantis, and became the god of heroes and a minor of the sea.
He achieved his wish of being the Camp Director of Camp Half-Blood and officially replaced Mr. D, who hosted a wild party that lasted for a whole week because he was so relieved to be away from the campers. Percy really loved his new post, although it was rather annoying to be called 'Lord Perseus' or 'Lord Percy' by all the campers (while sniggering behind their hands) who were only a few years younger than he was. Percy's old friends were especially infuriating, as they deliberately set out to frustrate him by calling him 'Grand High God' (Zeus better not hear that). This was started by the Stoll brothers, while Clarisse penned the name 'Lord Prissy'. Even Chiron insisted on calling him with 'Lord' and keeping up with all the formalities, but Percy really wished that his former teacher and mentor would be more casual when addressing him.
The Athena and Hephaestus cabin became busier and busier as the days pass. There was much destruction after the Second Giant War, and things had to be repaired. It was decided that the camp would be redesigned to integrate some of the Roman training methods and provide them with a place to stay during the regular exchanges.
With Percy in a position of power, he was able to make sure that the gods stick to the promises they made after the Second Titan War. He would ensure that no more demigods would be left unclaimed. He made the demigods' life at the camp better, and the conditions for the prisoners of war more reasonable and just. This was one of the reasons he and Annabeth accepted a life of immortality, really. They wanted to keep an eye on the gods and prevent another large-scale war from happening in their lifetime. Two had happened already. Not one, but two.
Percy was for the most part, excluding the fact that the campers made fun of his name, happy. Ecstatic, even. He got to spend the rest of eternity with the girl of his dreams. Annabeth was made a god of architecture, as Athena had relinquished that aspect to her. Though they were both very busy, she with redesigning Olympus and Camp Half-Blood and Percy with his new job as director, they found time to spend with each other and just enjoy being free of the heavy responsibility of saving the world from the brink of destruction.
Everything was going so well. Percy felt content with this 'normalcy' in his life, and more importantly, the lack of quests. Only he had no idea how wrong he was.
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