Savolvano Verolzano Bripoli, Italy, July 1282

Perseus was sitting in the study of his manor. It had only been two years since the death of Ivaylo. During this time Perseus had known peace. He wanted to have time without the tummult of war. Perseus had spent the last two years reading, writing, training and tending his vineyard.

During this time, Perseus finally had the opportunity to study why he was more powerful than most witchers. Even during his training as a witcher he had been stronger and faster than most humans. He was not quite as strong as a witcher then, but he was much stronger than humans. It would not be until a young woman stumbled on Perseus' land that he would get an inkling of what he could be.

Savolvano Verolzano Bripoli, Italy, September 1283

Zoe Nightshade ran from her pursuers. She had been separated from the rest of the hunt and was being pursued by a pack of hellhounds. Without the other hunters, she stood no chance of defeating the dozen strong pack. As she ran through an Italian vineyard, she tripped over a stone and fell into a path in the vineyard.

A shadow was cast over the hunter. Looking up she saw a man, dressed in chainmail and hardened leather, with two swords sheathed across his back, the hilts coming over his right shoulder. Perseus looked down on the seemingly young girl dressed in silver, then looked up toward the coming hounds.

As Perseus drew his silver sword he nodded for the girl to stay back. Dragging her weary body back, Zoe watched as the man moved with inhuman speed and began slaughtering the hellhounds. In only a few moments all that remained of the devil dogs was golden dust.

Perseus turned to the girl, but before he could say anything a shout was heard and an arrow was heading for the witcher. Turning at a speed even the hunters could not see, Perseus cut the arrow out of the air and aimed his sword at the girls in silver.

"Hello, I don't appreciate arrows being shot at me on my land and when I saved what appears to be your friend."

"Shut up. You filthy male pig."

"That wasn't very nice. Have you not heard that you show your host respect." As Perseus said this he sheathed his sword and looked perfectly at ease despite the thirty bows aimed at him. "Who is your leader so that we may speak."

At this a young girl stepped forward and motioned for the hunters to lower their bows. "I am Artemis and these are my hunters, boy. Why did you save Zoe. What were your intentions."

"Why would I not save someone in need, Milady. That is my duty on this world. I made a vow long ago and I will stick to that vow until I die."

Artemis was surprised by this. Many would not care for others and their problems. Many would simply continue on and go about their own wants and business. Artemis used her godly powers to see if this boy was a demigod. He had after all moved with inhuman speed.

As she used her power she could see the aura of the sea on the boy. Not only that but there seemed to be another power attached to him. Seeing that he was an anomaly to the godly world she asked to speak with Perseus in private. "May we speak in a private place. And what is your name?"

"I am Perseus of Novigrad. And yes we may speak in private, my manor is this way."

The hunters looked at Perseus in awe. They had all heard of the legendary witcher that protected the weak and innocent. They all had heard of the power that he held. With these thoughts Artemis and her hunters were lead to the witcher's manor. And it would be in those walls that Perseus would discover his heritage.

After entering the manor, Artemis ordered her hunters to wait in the main hall of the building. While the hunters waited Artemis and Perseus retired to Perseus' study. He silently waited for the goddess to begin talking now that they were in private.

"Do you who your father is, Perseus?"

Perseus was surprised by this question. He had never known or met his father, and with him having been transported to the past he feared he would never meet the man. "No I never met and was never told who my father was."

"I can sense the aura of the sea about you Perseus. There is only one being who has that power. Your father is Poseidon and you are a demigod."

"Not as much of a surprise as you would expect. When I began my witcher training my instructors were amazed by my natural abilities. I was also more powerful than most witchers who underwent the trials."

"Yes well you belong to our world Perseus."

"No."

"What? What do you mean no you arrogant boy." Artemis' eyes glowed with silver light as she said this. She was angered that this boy would dare refuse her. "You are a demigod and will serve the gods of Olympus."

"No. I am a servant to the people, to the weak and oppressed. I told you, Milady, I made a vow long ago and I shall keep it."

As Perseus said this Artemis' anger began to leave her and turn to grudging respect. In her mind, few males would make a vow and stick to it. Even fewer would brave the wrath of a goddess to keep it. "Perhaps I misjudged you Perseus. You would brave the wrath of a goddess of Olympus to keep your vow. I can respect that. I shall tell none of the gods of your existence. Perhaps, Perseus, we will meet again."

"Perhaps, Milady. Until then, fare well in your hunts."

"Yes, farewell Perseus."

With that the goddess left the study and took her hunters leaving the manor. Perseus would not see the hunters or Artemis for many years. But in that time he would study and explore his newfound heritage. He would spend many long days at the fountain of water in his courtyard.

Savolvano Verolzano Bripoli, Italy, January 1284

It had only been a few months since Perseus had met Artemis and her hunters. With the new knowledge of his father being Poseidon, Perseus had spent much of his time researching Poseidon and his children. From what Perseus had discovered, he should be able to control water and the earth themselves.

This lead Perseus to where he is now. He had spent much of the last two months practicing his abilities over water and earth. He wasn't making much progress as he only could control a few ounces of water and had no ability over earth yet. He was determined however and would spend much of his time practicing for the next five years.

Savolvano Verolzano Bripoli, Italy, October 1285

"Fucking shit. Why can't I get this to fucking work." Perseus shouted this as he attempted to get control over his earth abilities. Perseus could now lift the entire fountains worth of water and control it quite well. But he still had not gotten a grasp on his earth abilities.

For Perseus lifting water was simple, easy. To him it was like lifting a ten pound weight when you have been bodybuilding your whole life. The more water he tried to control the heavier the weight got. For his earth abilities though, it felt like he was trying to lift thousands of pounds.

It felt nearly impossible to the witcher. Once again attempting to connect with his earth abilities, Perseus began to feel the ground shake. It was only slight, a class one earthquake at most, but it was progress. Perseus had finally touched with his earth side.

Savolvano Verolzano Bripoli, Italy, February 1287

Perseus was in the courtyard of his manor once again training his demigod abilities. Now however, he was trying to integrate his water and earth abilities into his sword technique. It was a long and tenuous process for the witcher, and it was leaving him quite angry.

He was trying to take two things that he had learned and combine them. To do this he had to relearn both things in a new way. It wasn't quite working for him. Deciding it was time for a break, Perseus went into the manor to freshen up for dinner.

After finishing his food, Perseus went into his study and began to read the works of Plato. The Greek philosopher was one of Perseus' favorites. He had many insights that Perseus enjoyed and the philosopher's knowledge was one that inspired the witcher.

As Perseus read and pondered on the words of Plato, he began to think of his situation. He had been transported through time, but in doing so he had lost his mother and friends. He was saddened as he believed he would never see his mother again. And so he began to research immortality.

Savolvano Verolzano Bripoli, Italy, March 1289

For the past five years Perseus had been training in his demigod abilities. He had finally been able to get a fair control over water and could now manipulate it with great skill. He had learned that water greatly strengthened him when applied in large amounts. He had also discovered he could control other liquids if they were in large amounts. He had learned this when he had ripped the blood from a small squirrel killing it.

While he had progressed greatly in his ability with water he had not done so well in his ability with earth. He was able to cause a level five earthquake and that was about the extent of his ability. With him having learned of these abilities and now having proficiency in them he had begun to implement them in his fighting style, using them alongside his blades and signs.

Besides his training of his abilities and reworking his fighting style, Perseus had also continued his studies in math, science, art, literature, and his newest addition, Greek mythology. His research into Greek mythology had shown the being who had sent him back in time. His final conclusion was that it was Kronos the titan of time.

With Perseus now knowing who took his life and family from him, he was pissed. In fact pissed does not even begin to describe his feelings. He was so fucking angry he could tear a dozen men in half. Perseus now knew who he wanted to destroy more than any he had ever wanted to destroy.

It was in this moment that Perseus made the second most important vow of his life. He vowed that if he ever met his grandfather, he would tear him to pieces. He had been raised to kill to destroy. He was the butcher, the destroyer, the slayer. None could stand before him and live. Why would Kronos be any different.

With his discovery Perseus continued to research all schools of learning, from warfare, tactics, and swordplay, to science, math, and art. Perseus would be one of the most intelligent beings to ever live. His knowledge and wisdom would rival that of Athena. His prowess on the battlefield would rival Ares. And his power would rival the titans themselves.

It would be this research that Perseus would make his next biggest discovery, immortality. His research had paid off and Perseus was excited of his discovery. Perseus discovered that because his blood was that of a god, when it mixed with the mutagens used for a witcher, it enhanced it. This enhancing of his blood made the witcher effectively immortal. He found he could still die by blades, as seen in his one man fight against Nilfgaard, but he would not age.

He discovered this because even a witcher would begin to show signs of age after almost two decades. Yet Perseus still looked to be eighteen. He had not aged a day in the last seventeen years. With this discovery Perseus was ecstatic, he could see his mother again, have his revenge against Kronos, and help the world forever.

Putting down his notes, Perseus left his study and went into the courtyard to train with his blade. Drawing his steel sword he began refining his style. Many had called Perseus' style near perfect, but to him, a master, it was far from that. To Perseus it needed much work and refinement. Even if he could kill dozens of men in seconds he wanted his ability to be as perfect as possible.

Savolvano Verolzano Bripoli, Italy, April 1295

Six years had passed since Perseus' discoveries. He had trained much in that time, gaining great control over his water affinity. His earth affinity was better, yet he could only cause an earthquake of level seven. He had stayed away from conflicts for the last fifteen years. This time of peace had been welcomed by the witcher. He began to see why Geralt had desired this peace for so long.

Perseus knew that his career in warfare was not finished however. He would one day have to go out and defend the weak and oppressed. He could not go against his vow. He had made that promise long ago and would stick with it until he died. To the witcher his word and honor meant everything.

His vow would take him through many wars and conflicts throughout history. Despite this, however, Perseus was still human, and like all humans he enjoyed his freetime. Perseus would stay at his manor for another two and a half decades. During this time he studied and learned as the renaissance had just begun in Italy.

Knowledge that was lost during the fall of the holy Roman empire had returned and Perseus was able to study it. Because he lived in Italy and because he had the ability to read and write, Perseus had access to much more information than most. It wouldn't be until thirteen thirty that Perseus would go to war again.

Savolvano Verolzano Bripoli, Italy, August 1330

Perseus had known of the war to the north for four years now. No longer could he sit ideally by and watch the people destroy each other. Packing his gear, Perseus would ride north and offer his blade to the conflict. Entrusting the manor to the care of his servants, Perseus saddled his horse, through his bag over it, and rode out to meet his fate.

He would ride to the north, to Poland. And it would be in Poland that he would fight, once again for the weak and innocent. He would fight for the Polish in what would come to be known as the Polish-Teutonic War. And it would be in this war that his powers as a demigod would be first used to kill.

Hey guys, another update, yay. This is more of an exposition and explain shit chapter, so kinda boring and short. I didn't like writing it so yeah. I did like the scene with Artemis though. She's fucking awesome. Anyway next time will be the Polish Teutonic war. That will be fun. After that we may have a time skip. I don't know. Other than that read and review.