I lied, it's a two-shot. Again I do not own Percy Jackson.
I've turned into a ruler, but I don't want to rule. I didn't want the world. I just wanted her. Taking Olympus was revenge, but now I'm left with the wreckage. She would be afraid of me like this. She wouldn't understand my actions, understand that I don't want to live without her. But now no matter what, even in death, I won't see her again. I'll be sent to the fields of punishment or to Tartarus for my crimes. I acted out of anger and love. My downfall. My fatal flaw designed to raze Olympus. Everything is mine and I just want her back, but she can't see me like this. She can't see what I've done, what I've become.
