A/N
First of all, I wish you guys a merry Christmas. Have loads of fun with your loved ones and enjoy your time. Also, send me some gifts XD. Just kidding. Love the support you have so far. Come on people. It's holiday time. Drop some comments and follows. Otherwise maybe Santa might reduce the number of gifts you are gonna get. (*smirks evilly).
I received an interesting review from a fellow reader pointing towards the question that if Percy isn't Poseidon's blood son, will the other gods like Zeus and Hades still throw temper tantrums? The answer is - I don't know.
Let me make it clear that although I have the plot planned for the story right till the end, I haven't decided the behavior and temperament of the characters. Some may be way ooc, while some may be similar to how they are shown by uncle Rick.
But I do know that drama is going to hit it's peak in this story. Add to it a harem, and you get a perfect dramatic storyline. Also, please give me a feedback about the small lemon I wrote in the second chapter?
Should I write more lemons? Also, you may be thinking that Artemis and Zoë are treating Percy far too kindly. Rest assured, I have a perfect reason for it. But it is not the same for the Hunters. They will surely make his life hell.
I got some reviews asking to reduce the number of people in the harem. Well, fine with me. I took 8 by default as it is my lucky number. But if you feel that I should reduce it, please comment or P.m me.
Or rather let's do one thing. Comment or P.M me the number if people you want in the harem. The number that gets most votes will be finalized.
Onward with the story.
Last time :
The boy nodded frantically as he paled at my threat. As he went back to sleep, I exited the tent with Zoë. Zoë looked a little happier than regular. I dismissed it as the happiness of getting a new indestructible throwing knife. As I entered my tent, I changed to my night wear before climbing into my bed.
The only thing I could think of was a boy with royal blue eyes. Even when I tried to think of something else, my thoughts always drifted back to the adopted son of Poseidon. Little did I know that my lieutenant was having the same problem two tents beside me.
Percy, huh? I thought as I finally drifted off to a peaceful sleep.
Place - Realm of faded
Third POV
With an astounding flash, three ladies appeared at the entrance of the realm of faded . Their appearance was that of old women, with white hair and wrinkles on their skin. They could have been easily mistook for normal senior citizens, if not for their eyes, which sparkled with power and their overwhelming aura, second to only the creator himself.
They carried cudgels in their hands. Normally, a person would laugh if he saw old ladies carrying cudgels, but these three ladies managed to make it look more terrifying than Satan himself. These were the three Fates, the three entities that controlled the fate of the universe and wrote the destinies of all living beings, whether it be mortal, or immortal. They were the second beings in existence. They had been created by the backlash caused by the energy that Chaos had used to create the universe.
Slowly, they started walking towards the entrance to the realm of faded. To those of you who don't know what the realm of faded is, it is essentially paradise of the gods. All immortal beings , when they pass finally, or are forgotten by their worshipers, go to the realm of faded after they cease to exist. Many may even compare this to the isles of the blest, but this realm would make the isles of the blest look like a dumpster.
Once the Fates entered the realm, they immediately turned to the South direction, which led to where 'New Asgard' was situated. As the name suggested, this was the place where the Norse gods and goddesses lived. The whole south part of the island was occupied by the city of the Norse. The north was occupied by the Greek and Roman deities which had faded. The West belonged to the Egyptians and the East was where the faded Hindu dieties lived.
As the three powerful entities passed through the streets of New Asgard, each and every person on the street bowed deeply to them. The people knew that the three ladies were beings so powerful that they could make any immortal's soul cease to exist with just a snap of their fingers. The Fates made their way to a large palace that stood in the centre of the city. With a flick of their hands, the large doors swung open, granting them entrance into the palace.
Once inside , they released their true aura of power. The aura was enough to alert every person living in the palace of the arrival of the Fates. A huge commotion spread throughout the palace as people started to run into the room. As the last member entered the room, everyone got down to one knee, with their right hand on their chest, closed in a fist, the standard Asgard bow.
The Fates nodded their heads, signalling for everyone to stand. As the residents stood up, on of the three Fates spoke, "Everyone except for Odin, Frigg, Thor, Sif and Freyja; should leave the room. We wish to speak to them in private." This was Clotho, the Fate of birth, spinner of the thread of life.
Odin, the king of Asgard nodded in obedience and waved his hand, signalling the dismissal of the unwanted people. Once this was done, the Fates conjured three identical thrones for themselves and five small thrones for the remaining five Norse gods.
Growing to their original height of two hundred feet, the Fates took their seats. Following their lead, the Norse gods did the same. Odin grew to a majestic height of ninety feet. Thor was next as he grew seventy-five feet tall. The three goddesses grew up to fifty-five feet tall. Now to explain about a god's original form.
Any god's original form is the form that they are born with, or in some ...special cases, come into existence with. This is the form where the deity's power is at it's peak. Where the Divine being can use his/her power at the maximum amount. It was the form that stored their raw power, sort of like a mana container. The raw power depended on the power level of the being. For example, the raw power emitting from the Fates was enough to kill any other god of they didn't suppress it. That is why demigods couldn't see a god's true form. The raw energy that it emitted was enough to vaporize the blood of mortals.
Although the gods can change size, they are weaker in any other form they take, whether it be a difference in size, or in physical features. The Fates, being the most powerful entities in creation after Chaos, had a true form of two hundred feet high. The more powerful you are, the larger your true form is.
In their true forms , the Fates were beautiful young ladies about twenty year old. With drool-worthy hourglass figures and faces that looked like they had been chiseled out of diamond, they made even the goddesses of love look like ugly ducklings in front of them.
The two Norse gods were drooling shamelessly, perving on the three super powerful, and incredibly hot ladies. They were snapped back to attention when they were slapped across the face by their fuming wives. The father-son duo went wide-eyed before blushing in embarrassment and looking at their feet. The two angry wives just huffed and glared at their pervert husbands. Meanwhile, Freyja just looked at the Fates in obvious jealousy.
The Fates kept a poker face throughout the scene. It was as if they knew that this was going to happen. Considering who they were, it was actually true. Once he got his blush under control, Odin bowed his head deeply in a sign of respect to the Fates and spoke, "Hello, sisters. It is truly a pleasure to be gifted with the pleasure of meeting you again. How can me and my family help you?"
The three Fates nodded their heads in approval and spoke in sync, "Hello to you too, brother. It is indeed nice seeing you. And yes, we actually have rather important things to discuss with you and your family."
The eight beings then descended into an uncomfortable silence. The Norse gods were internally freaking out by the emotionless facial expressions that the Fates maintained throughout the conversation. It was honestly really creepy.
Hmm. Like when the teacher asks you a question in your viva and you don't know the answer. Hell, you don't even know which chapter the question is from. And then the teacher gives you a poker face. Damm. Need to stop getting distracted.
After a while, the Fate sitting at the right- Clotho spoke, "We know of your son , Thor. We also know about the way that your father saved him by rendering him mortal and sending him to Atlantis. "
The five Norse gods, who had their assumptions regarding what the Fates wanted to speak about , paled when these assumptions came true. Odin took a deep breath and spoke in a firm voice, " Yes miladies. I did what you just said . But I had a perfectly good reason to do it. I guess that even you must have felt his presence." Odin spoke . He tried to sound firm, but everyone could clearly sense the fear in his voice. The fear that the son of Chaos had towards the three beings in front of him.
The Fates nodded and spoke ," Yes, we sensed the presence of Chaos. We had suspicions that he was the one who suggested this plan to you."
Odin nodded and spoke, "Yes. It was after five millennia that father spoke to me. He was actually the one to order me into sending Perseus to Poseidon."
The Fates nodded back and spoke in unison, " That is the only reason we let your grandson live. If it weren't the Creator's orders, we would have smote the boy right when you sent him to Atlantis."
At this, Sif blurted out in horror, " Why would you do such a thing? Are you insane?" Then realizing her slip, she bowed low , speaking in a much softer tone, " I apologise for my slip. I was just afraid and worried for my child. Please forgive me."
The Fates kept on their poker face and replied in a cold voice, " It is okay. We understand your concern for your son. But be careful how you speak to us the next time. The next time, we will not be so lenient."
Sif nodded frantically before taking her seat.
Thor was the next to ask, " If I may ask, why would you have killed him, miladies?" A layer of worry could be heard laced in his voice.
The Fates turned their eyes to the god of thunder, analyzing him for a few seconds. Thor squirmed under their terrifying gazes.
After a few tense moments, the Fate on left, Atropos, spoke, " Tell me son of Odin, do you know of any being that belongs to two pantheons?"
Thor thought for a second before slowly shaking his head in a 'no' gesture. The Fates raised their eyebrows and continued,
" There are no such beings. It is not natural for a being to be of two pantheons. It goes against the laws that we set for the pantheons. The only being who could exist in multiple pantheons is Chaos, because he is the creator. "
The Norse gods took a moment for it to sink in. After a while, Frigg regained her focus and asked, " If I may ask, why is it so bad that Perseus is now a part of two pantheons? Surely, it couldn't be such a big problem, right?"
The Fates looked uneasy for a second as an unspoken conversation went through their eyes. After a few minutes of silence, the fate sitting in the middle- Lachesis, the fate of life spoke, " You do not understand. It is not physically possible for any being to be the son of two pantheons, even adopted. It would cause the being to fade . And by fade, we don't mean fading to this realm, we mean that he will dissolved into nothingness. His entire existence will cease to be. The only reason that your child survived is because Lord Chaos allowed him to. In fact, Lord Chaos helped in the adoption as he didn't make Perseus's strength reduce at being adopted by a Greek god."
Odin's eyes widened in realization as he spoke out in shock, " Please tell me it is not what I think it is? Not even Lord Chaos will put such a huge and risky destiny on anyone. Much less on a small baby who doesn't even know his real heritage."
The Fates looked at the king in pity before sighing sadly. "You have guessed the truth, child. Lord Chaos is sure that he is stirring.
The creator believes that the boy is our only hope. He is the only one who can save us. We could help confirm it, but the boy's destiny and future is sealed from us. Not even the combined might of the three of us is enough to remove those seals. This can be both - an advantage and a disadvantage to him. He is the writer of his own destiny."
The five Norse gods were stunned into silence by the news they had just received.
The Fates then turned to Freyja with a glare which caused the goddess to pale and shiver in fear. Clotho spoke in a harsh tone, " The only thing that we can see about the boy is his future love life. And let me tell you, it is thoroughly messed up. All thanks to your love goddess."
The other four gods sulked at hearing this while Thor and Sif glared at Freyja venomously. Atropos continued her sister's observation. "The boy is going to have multiple mates. He was going to have a normal love life, but him becoming a child of two pantheons has raised his status to that of a primordial. Of course he won't become a primordial, but he will still be stayed as one. Added to it the blessings of Freyja and the influence of Chaos, it has affected his love life vastly." Atropos concluded.
By now, Sif was openly raging at Freyja, while Thor had his hands raised in a hallelujah motion while shouting, "That's my boy. He's got my charms, what did you expect? He is gonna woo all those ladies easily. Way to go, Percy."
Frigg narrowed her eyes and slapped her son on the back of his head while Odin just shook his head at his son in disappointment.
When the five gods finally calmed down, Sif asked, " With due respect miladies, do you know how many mates Percy will have in his lifetime?" She was hoping it would be something like two or three. Oh. How wrong she was.
Lachesis nodded her head and held up eight fingers. Sif nearly had a heart attack while Thor and Freyja high-fived each other and cheered .
The Fates cleared their throats to gather the attention of the five gods. "If you have anything else to ask, please do. We still have some important work to do."
Thor nodded and spoke in a hopeful voice.
"Miladies, I wish to help Perseus in his future endeavors." This got him a raised eyebrow from his wife. Realizing what his sentence could be mistook for, he quickly clarified, "Of course not the love life. I know that he will face many hardships in his life. So, I want to give him as much help as I can. Even though I may not be able to be there for him, I still want to be his father once."
The Fates smiled slightly as they knew what he was implying. Yet, they signalled him to continue speaking. Thor continued, "I want to hand mjolnir over to him. It has helped me for so long , now I wish for it to do the same for my son." He looked at Odin for permission and got a proud smile and nod in return.
He turned his attention towards the Fates, waiting for their reaction with a hopeful expression. The Fates considered it for a second before giving small smiles and nodding. "Give us the hammer, Thor Odinson. We shall make sure it reaches your son."
As Thor was about to hand the hammer over to the Fates, Freyja squealed in excitement and signalled for him to stop. Noticing the questioning looks the others gave her, she explained, " Oh my gods. Don't you people have any sense? If you give the boy mjolnir right now, everyone will know about his heritage. We should send it to him when the time is right. Loki is already preparing the boy from inside his head, all we need to do is wait for the right time ."
The other Norse gods nodded with looks of realization on their faces , while the Fates just kept on their poker face. But their eyes showcased amusement towards the Norse love goddess.
Lachesis extended her hand towards Thor , to which the god placed the hammer in their hands. "We shall do as the goddess suggested. Wait for the right time and then give him the hammer. Also, we have a surprise for you . " Saying so, the Fates reached down and placed their fingers on the Norse deities' heads. As the Norse deities understood the plan, they smiled giddily.
The three old ladies then stood up and spoke, "We shall take our leave now. We have to visit the elder primordials right now. Thank you for your time . May we meet again ."
The Norse deities bowed deeply to the Fates and closed their eyes, waiting for the three ladies to flash out. After the three ladies left, Odin turned to his family and spoke, "At least we know that Perseus is not in immediate danger. Even though he has a difficult path set for him, he should be able to fight it. Also, he will have multiple people to take care of him."
His family nodded at this and gave him small smiles filled with relief and hope. Thor was the one to reply with, "Of course father. Right you are. Afterall, he is my son. Who could say so to this smoking hot body?"
He asked cockily, in a joking manner. Sif cringed at this and smacked her husband on the back of his head.
"Come on you narcissistic idiot. If you make any more comments like this, then be prepared to sleep on the couch for the rest of eternity. " She spoke in a sickly sweet voice. Thor gulped and gave her a mock salute before scooping her up bridal style and flashing out.
Then turning towards the sky, he spoke with gratitude, " Thank you father, for helping the boy. I knew you would never leave your family defenseless. Also, I understand your gamble. But I have faced him before with you. It won't be easy for the boy. Please protect him." The sky turned pitch black for a second, before returning back to normal, signifying that Chaos had heard the request of his second eldest son.
Place - Planet Fate
Time - Just after the previous scene
Third POV
After their talk with the faded Norse gods, the Fates teleported back to their planet, planet Fate. Yeah , the Fates were eponymous. But weren't all immortal beings the same? Heh. True.
As soon as they entered their palace, two small children, no more than five years old, came running towards them and hugged them. "Mommy" they spoke in a voice that indicated that they were high on ambrosia.
The Fates have a tired sigh and hugged the children back. But a trained eye could easily see the amusement and warmth that their eyes held. Once this was done, Atropos spoke in a soft voice, "Although we are happy about you two taking this form, we need to discuss important matters with you. So if you could please take on your original forms."
The two children groaned in defeat and stepped back. The next moment, they flashed platinum for a second. Once the light died down, in the children's place stood two grown adults, about thirty years old.
The male was muscular for starters, with a neatly groomed beard. He had long white hair tied back in a ponytail. He stood about 5'11 tall and had warm golden eyes which showed his caring nature, but also warned you to not piss the dude off. He held a staff in his hand with an hourglass on top of it.
The woman held his hand and stood beside him. She stood at 5'8 with flowing silver hair and purple eyes. Her hair were long , easily reaching her knees of let free. Her white eyes were like a void, signifying that you couldn't hide from her. However much you try, you can't escape her. She had a perfect hourglass figure with an impressive bust that many women would be jealous of.
The Fates smiled proudly at the sight of their children, the only reason that kept them same from the incredible power they possessed and the great responsibility they carried.
Clotho snapped her fingers and teleported them to the throne room. The throne room of the Fates was huge. It could put even the realm of faded to shame. The walls were covered with tapestries of important events that had happened throughout history and were destined to happen in the future. The ceiling was dome shaped and was showing the events taking place across the universe at a fast pace. It was at such a swift pace that just looking at it for a moment would melt the brain of a mortal. Even immortals lower than the primordials would suffer terrible migraines due to it.
There were five thrones in the room. Three thrones were placed in a line. They were of the same size, hundred feet tall. The other two thrones were situated on either side of the three main thrones. The Fates grew to their godly height (or is it primordial height? Meh. I don't care.) Of two hundred feet tall and sat themselves on the three main thrones.
The wave of power that resulted from it was enough to blast a continent to oblivion. But, the other two beings in the room just shivered a little, not really affected by this after having lived with the Fates for the previous hundred millennia. The other two thrones were smaller, about thirty feet tall. The two beings grew to fifty feet tall and took their thrones.
After a few moments of checking on their domains, the five super powerful beings got into a comfortable silence. This silence was broken by the male with golden eyes. He spoke, "Mothers, not to be rude, but can we please get to the topic you wanted to discuss? Cz time is getting wasted. He laughed at his pun while the other female groaned in frustration.
The Fates nodded slightly and spoke, "Before we begin, we want you to swear on the Creator's name that you will not speak about this to anyone, not even your daughter Thesis. This is a matter that is related to the immediate future of the universe. We can't risk this information spreading. Otherwise, all that we have planned will go in vain and the universe will surely perish."
This caused the two smaller immortals to stiffen in shock before steeling their emotions. The male first spoke in the language of primordials,
"I, Chronus, primordial of time, son of the Fates and husband to Ananke , primordial of inevitability and destiny, swear on the name of Chaos the creator that whatever is discussed in this room right now , I will not speak of it to anyone but the Fates and my wife. Shall I fail to uphold my oath, may Chaos smite me where I stand and make me cease to exist."
The three ladies nodded approvingly to the oath taken by the primordial of time before turning to the lady sitting on their other side.
The lady, seeing their expectant looks nodded before steeling her face and speaking,
" I, Ananke, primordial of inevitability and destiny, daughter of the Fates and wife of Chronus, primordial of time, swear on the name of Chaos the creator that whatever is discussed in this room right now , I will not speak of it to anyone but the Fates and my husband. Shall I fail to uphold my oath, may Chaos smite me where I stand and make me cease to exist."
Once the two oaths were done, the darkness in the room gathered together to form the shape of a pitch black dragon. It was completely black from it's snout to it's tail. The only thing about it that was not black was it's eyes. With sinister purple slits that were his eyes, it looked like a beast that would make your worst nightmares wet their pants and cry for their mommy.
Yet, at the same time it was majestic. It held itself high like any other mighty beast. It had the look on its face of a confident warrior, stating that no matter the circumstances, it will fight and it will prevail. The two primordials were confused by the dragon and summoned their weapons and armor, while the Fates just got off their thrones and bowed their heads towards the beast.
"Lord Exousía. It's a pleasure to be in your presence."
The dragon dipped his head back as a sign of respect before blowing a plume of purple fire in the air. Finally, the dragon spoke,
"Hello indeed sisters. It has been a long time since we have met. Oh how I remember the times when you were toddlers. Playing around with those stars, creating planets and riding my back. Those were the happy days."
The Fates smiled softly with nostalgic looks on their faces as they remembered their childhoods. Their loving father, the sisterly banters, and him. Life used to be so easy then. No worries about the fate of others, no worries of people trying to defy Fates, no worries of the universe getting destroyed by him.
Chronus and Ananke just stared in shock at their mothers . Their mothers were one of the first beings in creation. And here this dragon says that he looked after them in their childhood days. Just how old was this dragon?
The dragon turned to the two primordials and spoke, "Ahh. So these are my grandchildren. Look like a worthy gentleman and lady. "
The Fates nodded with pride evident in their eyes and spoke, "Yes indeed, father."
That one word cleared every doubt that Chronus and Ananke had. They dropped into a deep bow and spoke, "Lord Chaos. It is a pleasure to meet you."
The dragon chuckled and spoke, "The pleasure is all mine, my dear children. Rise, I do not like my family bowing to me. Come and give your grandpa a hug."
The two primordials nodded and hugged the dragon. The dragon then spoke in an amused tone, "I know what you are thinking about. And no, this is not my real form . This is the personification of my high domain of power. Hence the name, Exousía, which means power."
The primordials nodded along with the Fates, but looked confused as fuck. So, Chaos elaborated, "As you know, a beings domain defines his power and standing. You have time and inevitability, two of the strongest primordial domains. But the domains that your mothers and I possess are much higher than any primordial domain. These are called high-primordial domains. "
He stopped here to gauge the reactions of the people listening to him. He was met with awestruck expressions from the two primordials. He continued his explanation,
"So, there are only five high-primordial domains. These are creation, destruction, fate , power and matter. Out of these, your mothers have the domain of fate, while I control the domains of creation, destruction and power.
Creation and destruction go hand in hand as what is created has to be destroyed at some point of time, hence I control both of them . Power came to me when I destroyed the barren part of void and created the universe that we live in. Your mothers were created by the backlash that was caused by the power that I used to create the universe. So, they got fate as their domain. Fate is a domain that was made by the mixing of creation and power. Hence, the strongest high-primordial domains are creation and destruction, followed by power, then fate and lastly is matter."
The primordials just dumbly nodded at this. Ananke then raised an important question, "Then who holds the domain of matter? I know that it is a really important domain. If left uncontrolled, it will go haywire and destroy large chunks of the universe. So, who controls it?"
The Fates were the first ones to respond, "The domain of matter is now held by father. It is of no concern to you that who held the domain originally."
Exousía spoke up right after the Fates finished their statement. "Actually, they do need to know about it."
The Fates protested, saying, "But father, is it really necessary to tell others? You yourself decided that no one was to ever speak of him again. It was supposed to remain between you, us and Odin."
The dragon gave her a glare and spoke ,"Do you really want to question your father? I know that I had forbidden you to speak of him , but I feel that it is necessary they know about it now. "
He then turned to the two primordials, not waiting for the consent of his daughters. He spoke, "As you know, the Fates were created by the backlash caused by the power used while creating the universe. But, I adopted them and raised them like my daughters. But after a few millennia, I started to crave for another child. So, using a part of my essence, I created a child, my first son. He was the greatest son a father could ask for. Obedient, caring, loving, humble, you name it. He was all of it. The order to my chaos. The apple of my eyes." This got Chaos the stink-eye from the Fates.
Ignoring them, he continued, "He grew up to be the primordial of matter. He was very powerful. More powerful than the Fates individually, but less when the three Fates were together. He was at the same level as two fates. He was even the love of your mother's. All three of my daughters loved him and he loved them back equally. I was the happiest person in existence. How could I not be? My family was a happy family after all. But after twenty millennia, he started to crave for power. He wanted to take my place as the most powerful person in the universe. So, he declared war upon me. Your mothers and my second born son Odin fought by my side while he recruited the evil beings from all the planets. The war was a long one, it lasted for about a millennia. In the end, we managed to subdue him, but the sacrifice that we had to make was my physical form. Now, I will not be able to access my true form for about ten more millennia, rendering me at the power level of two primordials together. Thus, I am stuck in this form . But even after subduing him, I couldn't bring myself to kill him. After all, he was my son. So, we cast him into the deepest parts of the void, from where he can never escape. I took control of his domain and was going to give it to Odin, but my boy declined the power and was happy with what he had. But now, I regret not giving Odin the domain. It could have prevented the further war."
The Fates had tears in their eyes as they remembered the only person they ever loved. "Father, what do you mean by further war?"
Exousía sighed and scratched his back with his tail. "The domain of matter is no longer in my control."
The five beings in front of him gasped in disbelief. The Fates though were genuinely troubled. The only ways a person could lose a domain is if either he gave up the domain, or he was stripped of it by a higher being or ...
But in this case, Chaos had not given it up, nor was there any being who could out strip him of it. This left only one option... If the original holder of the domain called the domain back to himself.
It couldn't be. He couldn't have returned, right? It was impossible for anyone to escape that place. But alas, he was always defying everything. The Fates didn't know if they should be happy or terrified. Happy that their love was returning, or terrified that he was returning to kill them.
To confirm their doubts, Exousía nodded solemnly and spoke, "You guessed it right, he has returned. He took back control of his domain and is now trying to escape the void. It will not be immediate, but his domain will help him. We have eight years at best. After that, Order will be out for blood."
The Fates gulped, knowing that their father couldn't help them now as he wasn't powerful enough right now. They had known that he was stirring, but thought that they would have time till Chaos eventually got back to full power. They hadn't expected it to be in less than a decade. Even Odin had faded. The primordials weren't really useful as they were weaker compared to Order. This time, they were truly on their own. Wait. Maybe they had a chance. The boy was their only hope to win against Order.
Chaos again nodded and spoke, "Yes , I know that he is our only hope. Otherwise, I would never have allowed him to be adopted by the Greek god. But my great-grandson is our hope to win this war. You will have to train and ready him to face Order."
The Fates nodded in consent and bowed their heads to their father. Chaos nodded back and stepped towards his daughters. He pulled them close with his wings and muttered a goodbye to them. He then turned to his grandchildren and did the same to them. After saying his goodbyes, he spread his wings and took off towards the ceiling. Once he reached the ceiling, he disappeared in a black light.
The Fates chuckled at their father's antics and mumbled, "Drama king. Who knew that the almighty creator of the universe was a drama king?"
Ananke and Chronus laughed at this. The Fates then explained to their children about the boy, son of Thor and adopted son of Poseidon. How he was a forbidden child and how he was going to influence and change destiny. Once this was done, Ananke and Chronus flashed off to their palace to do whatever they did in their free time. This left the Fates to themselves.
Now, they would have to add more hardships to the boy's life than their already were. People would often say that fate is cruel. But it was just bullshit.
Fate wasn't cruel, nor was it cruel. Fate wasn't discriminative, nor was it partial.
Fate was fate. It was just. Everyone bowed before Fate. That is why there were three Fates. Clotho, the fate of birth opposed and contradicted Atropos, the fate of death. Lachesis, the fate of life was the balance between them. So, fate was just, equal to everyone.
But now, fate would have to be cruel. Cruel to a poor boy who had near to no experience of the cruel world. Cruel to the thousands of people that will die in the next few years. Cruel to the immortals who will fade in the next few years.
But this cruelty of fate towards them would be kindness towards the universe, as this cruelty would toughen their champion to face their brother and thus save the universe.
In the darkness that came in the form of Order, the boy would be the guiding light. The hope of the universe. The destroyer. For the first time in their life, the Fates didn't know of the future. They couldn't determine the outcome of the war with Order, but they knew one thing, the boy was to be trained to fight. Perseus , son of Thor and Sif, adopted son of Poseidon and Amphitrite would have to answer the call . He would have to become the saviour of the universe.
Sighing, the Fates flashed themselves to their work room. They had some strings of fate to alter.
A/N
It took me a lot of thinking and imagination to write this. Please comment and review your thoughts on this. Also, please comment about the small lemon from chapter 2 that I uploaded.
Currently the poll for the number of girls in the harem is:
five members- 8
four members- 7
three members- 1
eight members- 18
six members- 7
two members - 2
ten members - 1
seven members - 3
eleven members - 1
The current standings of the poll for the members in the harem are:
Artemis- 54
Hestia- 53
Thalia - 40
Athena- 41
Zoë- 44
Calypso- 36
Nyx- 39
Reyna- 30
Aphrodite- 27
Annabeth- 18
Bianca- 18
Piper - 23
Hera- 21
Rhea- 14
Khione- 10
Gaia - 13
Hazel - 5
Bellona- 4
Rachel - 4
Nike- 2
Lupa- 7
Selene- 2
Clarisse- 2
Rhode- 2
Hecate- 3
Silena- 7
Leto - 2
Drew - 1
Hebe- 1
Kymopoleia- 1
Vote fast if you want any changes. The final standings will be declared after i start writing his quest to find the master bolt. That is something like two chapters from now. The max number of girls in the harem are 7 or 8.
Current standings:
1_ Artemis- 54
2_ Hestia - 53
3_ Zoë - 44
4_ Athena - 41
5_ Thalia - 40
6_ Nyx - 39
7_ Calypso - 36
8_ Reyna - 30
Please note that i have shown no favouritism towards any character, or number for the harem.
CZ if I really wanted to show favouritism, I wouldn't have put the character in poll. I would have just finalized it. The poll consists purely of the choices you made in your comments and P.Ms. Anyway, the next chapter will be either on 31st or 1 January.
Thank you guys.
Until next time.
Peace out:
Darkgamer2004