A girl, blonde-haired and bright eyed, thought she could stop the Titans.
A boy, dark-haired and full of hope, thought he could defeat us.
Ridiculous.
Annabeth held up the sky. Percy visited Calypso. The horrible things happening to Titans on the will of the gods.
Percy stayed loyal to the gods after all that had happened. So did Annabeth.
They fell into Tartarus, and there was much death, but they got out still believing that the gods were the greatest.
They never gave us a second thought.
They battled the arai. It didn't bother them how many lives they had ended; they fought through every single curse and came out unscathed and happy.
They didn't think of anything but themselves.
To a certain extent, the Titans used Luke, but to a higher extent, the gods use all demigods.
Minor gods were mistreated.
Demigods were used to the gods' advantage.
Zeus was king, and only the gods and goddesses he chose would actually have power and a seat in the Olympian Council.
Godly parents ignored their children.
If the children were lucky, they could actually discover who their parent was.
And Percy and Annabeth were blind to all this.
I live through it all and still live.