A/N: Hey guys, some of those reactions were absolute gold, sorry about messing with you guys like that, but man was it hilarious.

"..."-Falconress. Yes she is! Haha sorry about that, too good of an opportunity to turn up. Iluvatar is the creator of the Middle-Earth universe, the first being. He's explained in the first chapter of the Silmarillion if you ever feel the desire to read it, very good book!

"..."-JessSlytherin. Hopefully not a fatal one! She will see Fingolfin again, don't worry; and she'll be at a couple of those for sure. Thank you so much! Dutch is such a beautiful language, and will do :)

"..."-Housten. Thank you, glad you liked it! I guess you'll have to wait and see ;)

"..."-Helkil. Haha got em, there may be a couple of inklings of a cult-like body around in the next couple of chapters ;)

"..."-Guest. That's an interesting concept, it hadn't originally been my intention, however it's definitely worth looking into. Oh, sorry about that, I usually go in chronological order!

"..."-Guest the II. Yep, that was Aldon! Glad you liked the descriptions, I saw that one artist's depiction of Tulkas where he's absolutely jacked and has blue tattoos, and now I can't see him any other way lol. Most of everything will be explained in this chapter :)

"..."-Guest the III. That was just a cover by Eru, she's definitely coming back, maybe just not easily recognizable.

"..."-Angelmermaid4574. Haha, glad to know I'm forgiven, hopefully this chapter will make up for it a bit more. That should be answered in this chapter :) And thanks! That's always how I've envisioned him, not really sure why.

Alright, onto the story!

The man placed his hand on my shoulder and a wave of warmth spread over me. My limbs no longer felt like lead and my posture straightened, I stood taller, free from the pain that was previously wracking my body.

"Hey, I don't mean to be rude, but who are you?"

He gave me a grandfatherly smile. "The one who brought you here; you probably know me as Iluvatar."

I immediately dropped to a knee, another round of pain washed over me as his hand fell to my shoulder and I grimaced in pain.

"My lord, I'm sorry, I had no idea." I was standing right next to the creator of the universe, the being from which came everything.

I was staring out the ground, unwilling to lift my head out of extreme reverence for the being beside me.

A warm feeling embraced me again as his hand firmly grasped my fore-arm.

He tenderly pulled me back to my feet and stepped in front of me, lifting my head so we made eye contact. "What did I say about you calling anybody 'My lord'"

"Uh, to not do it?"

"Indeed Persephone, but do you know why?"

"No, not really."

"Originally it was out of respect for all you've done for me and my children, however, now you are above any king, whether you would wish it or not."

"I'm sorry sir, but I don't quite get what you mean." What did he mean I was above any king?

"No worries Persephone, I'll keep it concise; you are a god. How the laws of this work in your world, I do not know. However, when you used such a vast amount of power you physically transformed your body into one of an immortal."

My knees buckled, me, a god? But how. The shock of the revelation led me to the ground, my back welcomed the grass with a soft thud. How does one just become immortal? Iluvatar seemed to read my mind. "I do not know how this occurred, but I do have a theory, ever since you accidentally came to this world I observed your memories and the universe from which you came."

"It is my guess that seeing as you were originally half-god, with each use of massive power the Ichor slowly replaced your blood, eventually burning away your mortal side; and making you fully immortal." I slowly recovered and started to get to my feet, but the old man motioned for me to stop, and laid down on the soft grass next to me.

That made sense I suppose, but I still had questions, so many questions. Like how did I even get here. "Sir, if you could, I would like to know the whole story from your perspective, I still don't know how most of this happened."

Eru sighed, as if he was about to start a very long story, then began. "I was watching the elves make war on Melkor, observing from this place. As you know, the Noldor came from Valinor after the theft of the Silmarils. Although terrible things happened on both sides, Melkor was by far the greater evil. He was jealous of my ability to create, and tried for many years to replicate this power, he only succeeded in twisting my creations, creating orcs, trolls, and other creatures to do his bidding." He took a moment to recuperate.

"The elves were winning the battle, but only just; if the Nodlor were to usurp Melkor and bring peace to Arda; they needed to win this battle. So imagine my surprise when I noticed an entity flying through time just close enough for me to influence, I saw that the entity, which turned out to be you was going nowhere except death, and I figured that sparing you would be ideal for both parties. I was the voice who told you of the evil of the orcs, and requested that you assist the elves that first battle. I watched for four hundred years as Melkor gathered his strength, finally unleashing it upon the besieging Noldor." The creator paused for another breath before continuing the story.

"I saw your selfless sacrifice to save the king, and therefore the strength of the eldar. As your spirit flew towards Valinor, to be gathered in the halls of Mandos, I intervened, sending you back towards your home. I had been watching the events in your universe play out for some time, and decided the most convenient time for you to reappear. I was eternally grateful at your service to my children, and therefore me. I asked if you would eventually return, more on a whim than an actual request. My surprise was immense when you decided to return, after only a few short weeks in your world. I had sent you dreams to help you keep up to date about the fates of your friends; but had not expected you to return." I had no idea how he was saying this much so fast, but the perks of creating the universe I guess.

"Melkor was at the peak of his power when I heard your request, I knew that you may be able to help turn the tide of the war, but I didn't know how much you ended up affecting the final result. I noticed that you were powerful, more powerful than you were when you had left. Instead of simply being a skilled warrior, you had intense control over many domains, something I hadn't noticed before."

"At the news of the death of your friend, something I had never seen happen before occurred; you drew power from deep internally, I could feel your essence becoming stronger, more godlike. The immense force you used to finish Melkor appeared to complete the transformation, I suddenly felt a new presence, one almost similar to mine. You were under several thousand tons of rock, unconscious, I brought you back here, and here you have slept, for over five thousand years."

I laid there in stunned silence, that long, what had happened on middle-earth since I had last been there? Were any of my old friends alive?

I had little concern for the earth, it appeared that Eru was able to send me there in whatever time frame was appropriate, but here, what ways had the world changed?

"Five thousand years. What happened?" I murmured, mostly to myself.

Eru however, apparently has great hearing, and he gave me the whole chain of events that occurred during my long slumber.

How though Melkor was defeated, his greatest lieutenant had forged rings, ones that he poured his power and soul into, intending to control the other races of middle-earth.

Sauron's defeats, the raising and sinking of Numenor, the dominions of men; and that Sauron was now gaining strength once more, how the elves no longer had the strength to oppose him- that most of them had sailed across the sea to the undying lands.

I waited for him to finish, before asking the question that was foremost on my mind. "What can I do to help them?"

"Ah yes, I had thought that you might ask that. You are a god, you cannot act directly, however, if a limited form of yourself were to manifest and help my children, I do not believe that would be too much interference with free will. And Persephone, sincerely, thank you."

I nodded, somehow knowing exactly how I could split my form. "Uh sir, one more thing, where are we?"

"Oh yes, beautiful isn't it?"

"It is sir."

"This is the lake where the first elves awoke, before the sun and moon existed, I keep it frozen in time, a memory of what Arda was like before the corrupting of Melkor. Worth fighting for, don't you think?"

With that, the creator winked and vanished, leaving me alone in the clearing by the lake. He was right, this truly was something worth fighting for.

I felt refreshed, my muscles no longer ached and my head was clear, even in the absence of Iluvatar.

I focused, deep within myself, and pulled. My internal vision brought me to a birds eye view of the planet, and I found myself drawn to a small settlement near a river.

I pulled my being apart, creating a body in the image of the one that I currently inhabited.

I felt my consciousness transfer between the two bodies; I was no longer in the clearing by the lake, but in the middle of a deep forest, along a curving road.

The smell of autumn was in the air, and I stood for a moment, watching the bright orange and red leaves slowly glide to the ground.

I took a deep breath of the clean air, and started to walk along the road, not entirely sure of where I was, or where I was going.

A/N: Alright, so that will have cleared up most of the confusion from the crazy past couple of chapters. But now we have new mysteries! Where is Percy, how powerful is she, is the writer fucking insane? Guess you'll have to wait to find out! Until next time :)