Comments:

TheFourthFate4Ever:

Thank you again for your review! I like replying to people's questions a lot actually, it's rather fun to chat back and forth about my thoughts.

Once again about theories and Armani coming back to life, I'll say this, the answer is rather simple in design, which is why I think most people won't get it. good luck though, I may say something if someone gets it right. ;)

Ah, cliffhangers... ahahaha, I like torturing people, and I hope my cliffhangers actually have people hungry for more content.

Also thank you for the compliments on those scenes, I really liked writing them. :)

p.p.s. I get that lmao, does your sister dislike fanfic, or does she just like to screw around with you lol, you don't have to answer this if you're not comfortable.

TheAttemptedWriter:

I understand if this story isn't your cup of tea, super understandable, I thank you for being respectful about it as well. My stories are rather out there.

As for the Armani and Broken bow series, I'll be completely honest and I'm not sure anyone will believe me on this but, I had never read, or heard, of that series before you mentioned it. (I did go give it a read, a rather good read if I'm honest, highly recommend.)

The origin for my naming of Armani was something I was going to explain if people wanted an in-depth on how I made her character (Which I intend to do,), Armani was originally from another story of mine, thought of back in 2018, I had never touched a PJO fic in my life, I didn't find any descriptions particularly interesting.

Armani's original name was Arman keji, a regular guy who was a son of Artemis, yes son, a lot of things have changed since then. But I felt the 'Artemis doesn't like her child because he's male' was really superficial and didn't work well with the emotional themes that I wanted in this story. So I put it on the back burner for a while.

I'm not especially good with naming schemes, in fact, 90% of my stories exist in a contained multiverse, and the main character is always Armani, sometimes male, sometimes female, I did what most people do when making a character female and added an 'I' to the end of the name. (The most prominent example of this I can think of is something like Izumi, or the rare Izuki, in MHA Female Izuku fics.)

I felt making Arman into 'Armani', and starting fresh with the idea was better than what I had planned, I would like to apologize for the similarities though. I feel rather bad for not looking into fics like this before writing this one, and it wasn't my intention to 'copy' another person's work.

Feel free to believe me or not, I don't really have any evidence to prove this besides notes that don't have any timestamps from when they were made.

The Run and Go

Falling asleep was rare, but remembering my dreams was even rarer.

I was back in a barren cave, the ceiling heavy and low above me. I could see another figure kneeling under the weight of a massive shape.

Upon closer inspection, I could see who it was, Artemis. And she was in a lot of pain.

"How is our guest?" a male voice boomed.

It wasn't anybody I recognized, not immediately at least.

The next person to appear was someone I could guess the identity from how Percy had described him, Luke Castellan, he emerged from the shadows. He strode forward, knelt beside her, then looked back at the unseen man. "She's beginning to lose strength, she's becoming separated from her element."

The man in the shadows chuckled. "You are as predictable as you were easy to beat, Artemis."

"You surprised me," the goddess said, straining under her burden. "It will not happen again."

"Indeed it will not," the man said. "Now you are out of the way for good! All the pieces are on the board now. Imagine my surprise when a new piece showed up to play, except they have been rather… difficult one." The voice rumbled.

"You mean the new demigod?" Luke said, a weird tilt in his voice I couldn't make out

"You're talking about- ugh," Artemis grunted, pained by the large mass atop her body.

"Ah, So you know of her then? One, Armani no-name, she is a rather interesting mortal, no? A true treasure she would be if she were on our side of course." The voice chuckled once again, he seemed to do that a lot, and it wasn't pleasant at all.

"You'd have more luck with any other demigod, that's for sure."

"Oh Artemis, that's where you're very, very wrong indeed. You really don't know much about your own blood do you?" He said, I could almost feel the voice getting closer to the dim light in the cave, I just needed to see his face-

"What? I- I have no mortal family, has all that time under the sky addled your brain?" Artemis tried to quip, it failed to hide the surprise in her own voice and the nervousness in her own eyes.

The voice only laughed again, not saying another word as it, and Luke marched away.

Usually, this would be the part where the dream ends, so why was I still here?

"Woah there, you aren't supposed to be here." Said a voice from behind me, and before I could turn, a hand was on my shoulder, and everything faded away.

I woke up with a start. Everything was still dark, almost like no time had passed at all, and for a moment everything was quiet and still.

It was shortly broken by a howl of pain, it took me a few seconds to realize I was the one making the noise. A throbbing, intense pain radiating from the top of my head like something had forced its way through my skull and out of the top of my head.

Considering I was howling in pain, it was no surprise when Thalia appeared next to me. Almost reaching out to touch me, but stopping before she could, "Armani?! Are you ok?!"

"Brilliant- ugh- question, Thalia, I'll get back to you on that-" I grunted, interrupted by the sensation of the pain dissipating. Leaving a very… odd sensation behind. Like my hair had extended upwards and-

"Thalia, is there a mirror in here?" I asked

Thalia looked at me dumbfounded, then stood up and held out a hand, which I looked at for a moment before taking and pulling myself up. The dizziness left behind from the ordeal made me stagger a bit. After I steadied, Thalia let go and walked over to the mirror. Once I got in front of it, and Thalia had turned on a lamp, I was dumbfounded.

I definitely didn't squeak, no sir, definitely not.

What I did see, however, explained the large amount of pain in my head.

A pair of ears.

A pair of silver, not gray, quite literally silver. The shiny kind that reflected light, and that wasn't it either. They were wolf ears, which had also brought silver streaks to the rest of my hair with them!

I knew I was into nature and all that, and being the child of the literal nature goddess…

But this is ridiculous!

I groaned loudly, which caused Thalia to snicker, 'At least they look kind of cute?"

I put my head in my hands, which I mumbled into, "That's not the point, Thalia."

"Well, you look good with the silver streaks? The tail isn't half bad either." She commented, probably trying to get my mind off of-

I stopped, "I'm sorry, the what?" I said in disbelief.

"You really didn't notice the giant tail that reaches down to your mid calves?" Thalia deadpans, "Either you're really tired or just oblivious."

I turned around to see that, I did in fact, have a tail.

Why did this kind of stuff always happen to me?

'What even is this? Did I mutate, or was this something that was always gonna happen eventually? Did I take in too much nature energy? Gods, why does this always have to happen at the least convenient times.'

The nature intake theory ™, my own personal creation (along with some others), was something that I had gone over before when practicing with nature energy originally, basically, I thought that if I took in enough over time and used it extremely often, that eventually, some physical changes would occur. But after a full year of channeling, and expending it, nothing occurred, only more constant, easy flow through my body.

I had discarded it before, but with the claiming, the sword pumping energy into me, and the high intake of energy used last night, combined with whatever had happened after I was out…

Something was going on, and I needed to know, but now just… wasn't the time for it at all. I wanted to curse someone out, the timing on this couldn't have been worse, not to mention the tail was definitely throwing off my balance. How I hadn't noticed it while walking was beyond me.

I took a deep breath and stood, "Well, nothing I can do about it I guess, nothing to worry about."

Inside I was indeed worrying.

"You're just gonna brush this off?" Thalia said, following me back to my bed.

Definitely not.

"Of course, they're here now, I might as well figure it out later," I said picking up my haori and flipping it inside out, which turned it into a jacket with fur lining its hood. The rest was simply black with a rust-red finish along the trim.

"Another magic artifact?" Thalia questioned.

I shrugged, "It was in a bag of stuff that was left for me when I was younger."

That was all I had to say about that, we may be friends, but I wasn't spilling my entire life story.

She watched me put the jacket on and grab the bag that I carried with me, "Where are you going?"

I looked at her, then peaked out the nearest window, the slightest amount of light peeking over the large hill. "It's almost time to leave, no point going back to bed. You should get changed yourself." I gestured to her clothes but did not bother to look at her, not wanting a repeat of earlier.

Thalia didn't say anything as she moved away quickly to go change her own clothes, or so I assumed. Without bothering to wait I stepped outside the cabin and made my way towards the big hill.

As it turned out, Percy and Zoe, along with Bianca, had already been awake by the time we made it to the top of the hill, Thalia trailing behind me by a minute or so.

"Surprised to see you guys are already up, especially you Percy, you're such a heavy sleeper usually…" I mumbled, eliciting a chuckle from him and Thalia.

"Couldn't sleep and I'll have you know that-" He paused, looking like he was taking me in for the first time since I got there, "Are… are those wolf ears… and a TAIL?!"

I just hummed, "Perk of being related to the goddess of nature, or something I guess. Didn't really have time to figure it out."

Percy just gaped at me, "You know what? I'm not even gonna question it. Nope, just tell me when you figure it out." He turned away and walked back towards a taller man I hadn't seen before, Thalia whispered to me and told me his name was Argus, a type of security guard for the camp.

He pointed to a car down the road and Percy just nodded at him before calling for them. Bianca followed after a quick gesture from Zoe, after she left, Zoe looked towards me. She looked slightly pained, and maybe even a bit curious.

"I can't imagine that was particularly pleasant," She gestured to my ears and tail, "extra appendages don't just appear like that."

I wasn't a fan of Zoe at the moment, there wasn't much reason for it, yes, she was brash and rude, and clearly not on my side with anything. This, however, wasn't enough of a reason to dislike her, it was just a very strange queasy feeling I got whenever I looked at her, or even just being near her.

In the end, I didn't feel like saying much to her at the moment, so I didn't,

"Ask Thalia, she was there." and then I walked down towards the car.

So it turns out no one could drive.

We had all started to get inside the car when Bianca brought it to our attention. Honestly, I felt like an idiot for not thinking to fit before, and after some minor deliberation, it was decided I would be the one to drive.

"Driving a car can't be that different from driving a bike," I said as I climbed into the driver's seat, putting the key that Percy had thrown me into the ignition. It was more than a little uncomfortable, what with the tail and all, I was basically sitting on it and wasn't sure how to position it to make myself more comfortable. After a moment I just gave up and remained in an uncomfortable position.

"When have you driven a bike?" Zoe said from the back seat.

"I-" The answer to the question slipped my mind almost immediately, the feeling had left as soon as it appeared in my head. This strange feeling of nostalgia and anger overtook me before slowly fading back to nothing.

"Nevermind let's get a move on, we don't really have much time," I said, starting the car's ignition.

"Where are we even going? We don't exactly have a direction to go in." Percy said while folding his arms across his chest.

I turned and blinked at him, feeling my new ears twitch on my head.

'Annoying.'

Back to the point at hand though, Percy was correct. We had no point of reference, no location, just… go west. Gods, did all quests go like this, no wonder demigod children died all the time.

'D.C.'

I was startled, the other looking at me with confusion, which I just waved off, "I'm thinking." was all I said.

The voice wasn't new, however, this was the first time I had felt it directly speak to me, and it sounded so familiar, but trying to figure out where I had heard it before just gave me a massive headache until I stopped thinking about it. Honestly, at this point, I felt like everyone was right and maybe I was going insane.

I turned my thoughts inward, trying to do something I hadn't done before now, even if I had thought of it.

Talking to it.

'What did you say?'

Surprise, I felt surprise radiate back at me from… something, the voice, I assumed, it was odd to feel another emotion that didn't start from me. It probably never thought I would try doing something like that, which was good because I wasn't really ready to have full conversations with it yet anyway.

'Head to D.C.'

I tried talking to the voice more for a few seconds, trying to get more info out of it before we left, nothing, radio silence. I cursed inwardly, 'Helpful when you don't want it, silent when you need it.'

This was just getting annoying.

I opened my eyes again and adjusted my hands on the wheel, "Looks like we're going to D.C. then," I said before starting the car onto the road going south.

'What? Why D.C.?" Zoe asked, leaning forward in the seat, but not for long as I waved my hand in her face to get her away from me.

"Sit down, Hunter. As for why we're heading to D.C…" I hesitated, "Demigod dreams, I saw the Smithsonian in the background of my dream, so that's our best bet. Unless you all have a better idea?" I looked quickly in the mirror, not a single person in the car raising a point against my own.

Nothing was said as we drove down the road, the camp getting smaller and smaller behind us, and the pit in my soul only growing more and more as it did.

When I pulled the car to a stop in a random parking lot near the Smithsonian, I made an excuse about scouting out to make sure there were no monsters nearby and headed off behind a building. Instead, I was heading straight to the Smithsonian, I hadn't lied, per se, I was scouting, just not the general area.

I was almost there, just across the street, when I felt a slight unease in the air and immediately stopped, casually (but quickly) hiding in the crowd. What I saw confirmed what I had felt coming from around me.

A block away, the door of a black sedan opened. A man with gray hair and a military buzz cut got out. He was wearing dark shades and a black overcoat. Now, maybe in Washington, you'd expected guys like that to be everywhere. But it dawned on me that I'd seen this same car a couple of times on the highway, going south. It had been following a van.

'A coincidence' I had thought, apparently this wasn't the case.

The guy took out his mobile phone and said something into it. Then he looked around like he was making sure the coast was clear and started walking down the Mall in the direction of my friends.

The worst of it was: he turned toward me, and when he did I recognized his face. It was Dr. Thorn, the manticore from Westover Hall.

I clicked my tongue and casually approached the building, far, far behind him, my heart was beating fast. If he was here and was back in the game, then the voice had been right.

This was the place to be.

In all honesty, I should have gone back, but I didn't want to lose Thorn, and I didn't want to risk the time loss.

I watched Thorn enter through one of the doors, seeing it close behind him, I strolled up and checked the door. It was open, but there weren't many people going in. Too cold, and school was out of session. So I did the smart thing and slipped inside.

Dr. Thorn wasn't heading towards the museum as he originally had been, I wasn't sure why, but he didn't go into the museum. He used the door to take a shortcut across the Mall. So I kept following him.

Thorn crossed the street and climbed the steps of the Museum of Natural History. There was a big sign on the door. At first, I thought it said CLOSED FOR PIRATE EVENT. Then I realized PIRATE must be PRIVATE.

Gods damn dyslexia was having a field day with me today,

I followed Dr. Thorn inside, through a huge chamber full of mastodons and dinosaur skeletons. There were voices up ahead, coming from behind a set of closed doors. Two guards stood outside. They opened the doors for Thorn, and I had to sprint to get inside before they closed them again.

Inside, I saw something that was so horrendous I almost growled in disgust, which probably would've gotten me caught.

I was in a huge round room with a balcony ringing the second level. At least a dozen mortal guards stood on the balcony, plus two monsters—reptilian women with double-snake trunks instead of legs. I'd seen them before.

Scythian dracaena, annoying, but killable.

But that wasn't the worst of it. Standing between the snake women—I could swear he was looking straight down at me—was Luke Castellan. He looked terrible. His skin was pale and his blond hair looked almost gray as if he'd aged ten years in just a few months. There was an angry light in his eyes as well.

Next to him, sitting down so that the shadows covered him, was another man. All I could see were his knuckles on the gilded arms of his chair, like a throne.

"Well?" asked the man in the chair. His voice was just like the one I'd heard in my dream, I almost wanted to step out right then and there, but I wasn't Percy.

Dr. Thorn took off his shades. His two-colored eyes, brown and blue, glittered with excitement. He made a stiff bow, then spoke in his weird French accent: "They are here, General."

"I know that you fool," boomed the man. "But where?"

"In the rocket museum."

"The Air and Space Museum," Luke corrected irritably.

Dr. Thorn glared at Luke. "As you say, sir"

I got a funny feeling Thorn would just as soon impale Luke with one of his spikes as call him sir.

"How many?" Luke asked.

Thorn pretended not to hear.

"How many?" the General demanded.

"Five, General," Thorn said. "The girl with the spiky black hair and the—how do you say—punk clothes and the horrible shield."

"Thalia," Luke said.

"The son of Poseidon, two other girls—Hunters. One wears a silver circlet."

"That one I know," the General growled.

Everyone in the room shifted uncomfortably.

"And another girl, She was the one who-"

"Almost killed you?" Luke snarked.

"...Yes…" Thorn spoke with slight disgust, "But she's different now, less tuned to her energy, like a raging storm in a glass bottle-"

"Let me take them," Luke interrupted, speaking to the General. "We have more than enough—"

"Patience," the General said. "They'll have their hands full already. I've sent a little playmate to keep them occupied."

"But—"

"We cannot risk you, my boy."

"Yes, boy," Dr. Thorn said with a cruel smile. "You are much too fragile to risk. Let me finish them off."

"No." The General rose from his chair, and I got my first look at him.

He was tall and muscular, with light brown skin and slicked-back dark hair. He wore an expensive brown silk suit like the guys on Wall Streetwear, but you'd never mistake this dude for a broker. He had a brutal face, huge shoulders, and hands that could snap a flagpole in half. His eyes were like stone. I felt as if I were looking at a living statue. It was amazing he could even move.

"You have already failed me, Thorn," he said.

"But, General—"

"No excuses!"

Thorn flinched. I'd thought Thorn was scary when I first saw him in his black uniform at the military academy. But now, standing before the General, Thorn looked like a silly wannabe soldier. The General was the real deal. He didn't need a uniform. He was a born commander.

"I should throw you into the pits of Tartarus for your incompetence," the General said.

"I send you to capture a child of the three elder gods, and you get your ass handed to you by an unknown child of Artemis!"

I shivered at the mention of Artemis, word must have spread fast for them to have already known about events from the previous night.

"But you promised me revenge.'" Thorn protested. "A command of my own!"

"I am Lord Kronos's senior commander," the General said. "And I will choose lieutenants who get me results! It was only thanks to Luke that we salvaged our plan at all. Now get out of my sight, Thorn, until I find some other menial task for you."

Thorn's face turned purple with rage. I thought he was going to start frothing at the mouth or shooting spines, but he just bowed awkwardly and left the room.

"Now, my boy." The General turned to Luke. "The first thing we must do is isolate the

Half-blood, the child of Artemis. The monster we seek will assuredly approach her, especially with her… unique disposition."

"The Hunters will be difficult to dispose of," Luke said. "Zoe Nightshade—"

"Do not speak her name!"

Luke swallowed. "S—sorry, General. I just—"

The General silenced him with a wave of his hand. "Let me show you, my boy, how we will bring the Hunters down."

He pointed to a guard on the ground level. "Do you have the teeth?"

The guy stumbled forward with a ceramic pot. "Yes, General!"

"Plant them," he said.

In the center of the room was a big circle of dirt, where I guess a dinosaur exhibit was supposed to go. I watched nervously as the guard took sharp white teeth out of the pot and pushed them into the soil. He smoothed them over while the General smiled coldly.

The guard stepped back from the dirt and wiped his hands. "Ready, General!"

"Excellent! Water them, and we will let them scent their prey."

The guard picked up a little tin watering can with daisies painted on it, which was kind of bizarre, because what he poured out wasn't water. It was dark red liquid, and I got the feeling it wasn't Hawaiian Punch.

The soil began to bubble.

"Soon," the General said, "I will show you, Luke, soldiers that will make your army from that little boat look insignificant."

Luke clenched his fists. "I've spent a year training my forces! When the Princess Andromeda arrives at the mountain, they'll be the best—"

"Ha.'" the General said. "I don't deny your troops will make a fine honor guard for Lord Kronos. And you, of course, will have a role to play—"

I thought Luke turned paler when the General said that.

"—but under my leadership, the forces of Lord Kronos will increase a hundredfold. We will be unstoppable. Behold, my ultimate killing machines."

The soil erupted. I stepped back quickly, cursing myself for having gotten so close, I counted my lucky stars that no one here could sense auras, or I'd be dead already.

In each spot where a tooth had been planted, a creature was struggling out of the dirt.

The first of them said:

"Mew?"

It was a kitten. A little orange tabby with stripes like a tiger. Then another appeared, until there were a dozen, rolling around and playing in the dirt.

Everyone stared at them in disbelief. The General roared, "What is this? Cute cuddly kittens? Where did you find those teeth?"

The guard who'd brought the teeth cowered in fear. "From the exhibit, sir! Just like you

said. The saber-toothed tiger—"

"No, you idiot! I said the tyrannosaurus! Gather up those… those infernal fuzzy little beasts and take them outside. And never let me see your face again."

The terrified guard dropped his watering can. He gathered up the kittens and scampered out of the room.

"You.'" The General pointed to another guard. "Get me the right teeth. NOW!"

The new guard ran off to carry out his orders.

"Imbeciles,' muttered the General.

"This is why I don't use mortals," Luke said. "They are unreliable."

"They are weak-minded, easily bought, and violent," the General said. "I love them." A minute later, the guard hustled into the room with his hands full of large pointy teeth.

"Excellent," the General said. He climbed onto the balcony railing and jumped down, twenty feet.

Where he landed, the marble floor cracked under his leather shoes. He stood, wincing, and rubbed his shoulders. "Curse my stiff neck."

"Another hot pad, sir?" a guard asked. "More Tylenol?"

"No! It will pass." The General brushed off his silk suit, then snatched up the teeth. "I shall do this myself."

He held up one of the teeth and smiled. "Dinosaur teeth—ha! Those foolish mortals don't even know when they have dragon teeth in their possession. And not just any dragon teeth. These come from the ancient Sybaris herself! They shall do nicely."

He planted them in the dirt, twelve in all. Then he scooped up the watering can. He sprinkled the soil with red liquid, tossed the can away, and held his arms out wide.

"Rise!"

The dirt trembled. A single, skeletal hand shot out of the ground, grasping at the air. The General looked up at the balcony. "Quickly, do you have the scent?"

"Yesssss, lord," one of the snake ladies said. She took out a sash of silvery fabric, like the kind the Hunters wore.

"Excellent," the General said. "Once my warriors catch its scent, they will pursue its owner relentlessly. Nothing can stop them, no weapons known to half-blood or Hunter. They will tear the Hunters and their allies to shreds. Toss it here!"

As he said that, skeletons erupted from the ground. There were twelve of them, one for each tooth the General had planted. They were nothing like Halloween skeletons or the kind you might see in cheesy movies. These were growing flesh as I watched, turning into men, but men with dull gray skin, yellow eyes, and modern clothes—gray muscle shirts, camo pants, and combat boots. If you didn't look too closely, you could almost believe they were human, but their flesh was transparent and their bones shimmered underneath, like X-ray images.

One of them looked straight at me, regarding me coldly, and I knew that nothing I could do would fool it.

The snake lady released the scarf and it fluttered down toward the General's hand. As soon as he gave it to the warriors, they would the others until they were extinct.

I didn't have time to think, or plan. I ran and jumped with all my might, plowing into the warriors and snatching the scarf out of the air.

"What's this?" bellowed the General.

I landed at the feet of a skeleton warrior, who hissed.

"An intruder," the General growled. "One cloaked in nature. Seal the doors!"

"It's Armani!" Luke yelled. "It has to be."

I sprinted for the exit, the skeletons were closing the door fast, so I did the thing I should have done in the first place. I dissipated in a flash of silver light, but not before one of them had snatched a piece of my pant leg.

I reappeared next to the others, panting slightly at the sudden, unplanned jump, Thalia and Percy running over to me.

"Armani? What happened?" Thalia said while helping me to my feet.

I looked down at the ground for a moment and up at everyone else.

"I think I fucked up."

Omake:

"Armani," Thalia said from the back, it had been a few hours since we had started driving, and the sun was high up in the sky, and we would be stopping soon for a quick refuel.

"Wassup, Thalia?" I asked, briefly looking back at her in the mirror.

"Couldn't we avoid this whole car trip if you just teleported us all to D.C.?"

The car was mostly silent after thalia asked her question, only a slight snort from Percy breaking the silence.

"Wow, Thalia, I know you wanted to kill me, but that's a rather gruesome way to do it." I laughed, causing Thalia to splutter and blush, even Zoe was smiling slightly along with Bianca and Percy who weren't trying to hide it.

"I-! No-! Ugh!" Thalia dropped her head into her hands, eliciting a small laugh from me.

"Relax, I was just joking, to answer your question though," I said, "If I tried to teleport everybody from New York to D.C. I would lose all my reserves a quarter of the way there, and then we would all be eviscerated upon exit, and we would all die a very quick death or an agonizingly slow one with our guts all over the ground. Or, so I assume, I've never run out of energy mid-jump, and I don't have a tag to teleport to anyway."

The car was silent, Bianca and Thalia looking a little green at the prospect, while Percy and Zoe held a more stony expression towards my answer.

"I'll stick to the average car if you don't mind," Quipped Percy from behind me, getting a small smile out of me.

The rest of the car seconded his answer with slight groans and a dry chuckle from Thalia.

'Demigod road trips, the equivalent of sticking a grenade in a blender everybody.'

Author's Notes:

Another end to a chapter, this was originally gonna be much shorter but I wanted to make it a bit longer due to reasons I'll get to in a sec.

Armani growing the extra appendages is something I've been waiting to write FOREVER! I really like characters with the mutations like this, and it doesn't really feel out of place to me in this setting, feel free to comment about it with your thoughts.

Also, a lot of Armani info should be revealed within the next few chapters so stick around for that.

Next on the list, the pacing of the chapters will likely be slowing down soon, as I need to update these fics on Archive of Our Own, finish chapter five of 'Eyes of Heaven' and post the experimental Kingdom Hearts x Undertale crossover. Which I'm super hype to write, especially Roxas and Chara.

Let me know what you thought of the omake, depending on the response I may make more, depending on my mood I suppose.

For other things, uh, feel free to ask. As I'm writing this I feel as if I'm forgetting to address something important, if I am feel free to ask. If you want I can PM, but I won't unless you ask for it.

Other than that they're isn't much...

SIKE

Expect Christmas Special of Genshin fluff, if anyone is down for a time skip I may post a fluff chapter for this fic and my My Hero one as well...

Three on the same day possibly, damn I really spoil you guys, I know I know, I'm super awesome (This is satire btw lmao.)

Until Next Time

-Dredgen