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Nico's POV
I have never really thought about how I would die. When I was a kid, back before my mother died, I was too innocent to even think about death. I always wished I could become a soldier and fight for my country, which at the time was Italy. But now I have been a soldier and I have fought for things, but not Italy. Now I have fought for the world, refusing to give up. I have seen things no 14 year old should have. No human being should have seen the things I have seen. But I have, and now it's been haunting my soul. The images flash through my dreams at night and will haunt me until my dying day.I know that for sure. And I know for sure that day will be soon.
I can feel my body slowly dying. I am a son of Hades after all. I can tell that I have barely any days left. I already wrote a note telling the ones that I love that I will watch over them, like Bianca has watched over me. I can feel the days getting longer as I grow more tired each day, and yet I sleep even more then I did. I can feel the life slowly leaving my body.
I know where I will go where I die, but yet, I don't want to go there. Seeing Bianca again would be great but it would be boring living there. I just want my very soul to die so I wouldn't even know what was going on. Or I would want my memories taken away so I could actually live a peaceful life. Yet that would never happen with me being the son of Hades, a demigod, a monster, a murderer.
One day in December I took my last breath. I soon got my wish and my soul was burned in the River Styx. I never saw again the light of day or even thought about it because I had no mind, no soul. I was nothing. I was gone. Forever. Nobody could save me. Nobody would see me again. So here is my last note, and I am signing off as Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, murderer, monster, demigod, and more things that haunt me to this day.