Percy is accused of heresy by Zeus, and sentenced to death. But he is saved by Chaos and given a choice: Die and spend eternity in Tartarus, or become a Primarch. M for violence.

Percy is backstabbed and left for dead by Annabeth. Lying bleeding to death he is bitten by a werewolf, and so shall begin his rise to power. When your old enemies who used to be friends rule their own kingdoms and are immortal, what's a man suppose to do apart from burn it all down? First fic, M for language, and plenty of character deaths.