Emotions danced around the Throne Room, although they were not visible to all. Perseus caught sight of his patron staring intently at Artemis, who was resolutely closing her eyes, blocking out invading thoughts. Athena smirked with delight, her eyes shining at another plan gone right. Zeus didn't see the reason for the debacle, seeing as Artemis hated men in the first place.

However, all of that was blocked out by the aura of a certain goddess. She was staring at Athena, eyes blazing furiously. Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love and Beauty, for one of the first times in her immortal life, was genuinely angry. Many times, she was annoyed, or inconvenienced. But this... No. This was Paris and Helen. Heracles and Hebe. Hephaestus... and herself.

"I vote-"

"Think about this, Aphrodite," Athena warned, a mirage of battle armor flickering in and out on top of her body. The threat did not dissuade the goddess in the slightest.

"-for the hero's immortality." The room went silent. Very few of the deities present had ever truly thought about the possibility that the vote could be successful. That the man in front of them could actually join them in the ranks of godhood.

Zeus, especially, was awestruck. He had come into this believing that he would be getting a free pass to kill an idiotic demigod of his brother's, but instead... he had to grant him the highest gift? He growled. The Ancient Laws decreed that he had to follow through with the vote. If he couldn't have him dead, he'd have the next best thing... A loyal servant. A... puppet.

"Swear your vows to Olympus, first, boy," The King of the Gods frowned. He would still have to see how he could twist the vow in his favor.

The black-haired demigod nodded silently. He thought his words through, changing how he would say them, doubting himself... All of the sudden, warmth pulsated in his chest. He looked up at his patron to see her smiling at him. He suddenly found the courage, the certainty. "I, Perseus Jackson, born of the island of Delos in the sea, swear to uphold my loyalty to the just and righteous gods and goddesses of the Olympian Council."

The words were short and simple. Yet, they got along the point effectively. He would only be bound to serve the finest gods, those who truly deserved it, and Zeus couldn't contest, as doing so would be akin to saying he was unjust, even though he was the God of Justice.

"And... If I may ask, what of my friend?" Percy wondered, stealing a glance over at Alexandria, who was staring blankly ahead of her, so unlike the person he had been travelling with for the past months.

Athena all but snapped, "You may not ask!" It seemed her plan failing had sent her into a crazed spiral. Her eyes were glowing, and her battle armor was flickering in and out rapidly. Her aura was starting to whip up the wind around her. A sudden second aura burst into place.

Poseidon stood up. "Stop your meddling, child! Your manipulations and attempts on my son have failed, and trust me, they were not unnoticed. The sea will not soon forget this. I believe we have a mortal to raise to godhood, now." He sat back down, sending a sad smile at his son, who, to his surprise, smiled brightly back.

Hestia smiled at the interaction. It seemed the truth of the Ancient Laws was a better policy than any other, after all. She sent one last thought to Perseus' mind. 'You have done well, my champion. Do not forget your promises.'

'I won't.' He vowed. He was about to gain the ability to protect the ones he loved, which was the greatest gift anyone had ever gotten for him. As the gods gathered their power, some more reluctantly than others, he took a look at the roof, a masterpiece that seemed to flow in every color and image at once. As he viewed the rising sun through the open doors, a sudden thought struck him...

'Well... isn't this one Hades of a birthday present?'

"Rise," A raspy voice spoke. Three mystical beings stood in front of him. "As of this day, you are no longer Perseus Jackson, but Perseus, the God of Currents, Heroes, Combat, and Loyalty. As you are too powerful to be a minor god, you shall be a major god, second to only the Olympians themselves. We no longer control your thread. Your life..." The closest of the three Fates smiled sadistically at him. "Is in your hands."

Hello, everyone! I would just like to say thank you for reading my story. This week's update is a little bit shorter than usual, as I was stuck in a car for most of Sunday. 2 days from now marks four months since the first chapter of this story was published! That means we are 1/3 of the way done with the story! I hope that fills you with as much joy as it fills me with. I have always had trouble with going through with stories, and here we are, only having missed one week of an upload! Thank you so much for being here on this journey with me. See y'all soon, and I hope you enjoyed the story.

For all of you who celebrate it, enjoy your Memorial Day. And for all of those who celebrated Ramadan, I hope you enjoyed Eid Al-Fitr, and wish good things upon you.

Cheers,

- PJO Fan Power.