For a long moment, there was only silence.
Percy looked up at the man, surprise taking his features, and realizing the severity of that moment, he looked away, eyes troubled deeply.
Assuming what the man kneeling over him had said had been entirely true, Percy couldn't possibly side with the demigods.
Even if many of his friends were on the demigods' side, there were just as many who weren't demigods that he didn't want dead.
But then, he recalled, if he didn't choose to side with the demigods, he'd end up leaving most of his friends dead anyways.
What was he supposed to do?
Percy closed his eyes, tiredness settling deeper and deeper into his bones with each passing second.
He'd fall completely, totally asleep soon, Percy realized.
If he didn't answer, then who knew what type of things Fýlo would cause.
He'd caused quite a bit of death in the past few weeks alone.
Would Fýlo be low enough to actually take advantage of him while he was asleep, assuming his state of rest was the equivalent of an answer of submission?
Remembering the many things Fýlo had caused him to do in the past week and a half alone, Percy wouldn't put it past him.
He'd killed his own father, had impregnated numerous women he didn't even know, going as far as to make him have sex with his own mother under the false pretense that he'd already done the deed with her for several consecutive years in a row.
If he hadn't been above doing that, not to mention the countless lives he'd had killed, then what was to say that Fýlo wouldn't be over taking away Percy's free will, if he so easily manipulated him before?
At this point, Percy was at odds with himself.
Would it be better to side with the demigods as Fýlo said, or to let them die for humanity's sake?
Either way, people he cared about would most likely end up dying.
He didn't want that weight on his head...
It was at that second that Percy remembered something.
Fýlo had said he'd revive all the people who had died up to that point because of him, should Percy side with the demigods.
If that were the case then...
Percy looked back at Fýlo, his strength drained almost entirely.
"I... want to save the demigods..."
Fýlo looked at him, then sighed, "You leave me with that choice after all. What a surprise."
He lifted his finger, then tapped Percy's forehead again, "Rest for now. I'll see to it that you get your wish."
The boy never heard him, for he had already fallen asleep.
Fýlo then stood up, sighing heavily again, before turning his gaze towards the Fates.
"And here I was hoping that he wouldn't say that." He lifted a hand to his face, pressing his right palm into his right eye socket and rubbing it tiredly. "I guess I'll have my work cut out for me."
"Are you sure you want to do as he says?" A man's voice called out to him.
Fýlo turned, his tired look brightening slightly at the sight of Thanatos, the god of death looking at Percy.
His smile was somewhat bitter as he replied to his friend's question, "Regrettably. I almost wish I had made him go to sleep sooner. At least then I'd have an excuse for following through with saving them all."
Thanatos didn't need Fýlo to tell him he was speaking about humanity.
The death god looked up at Fýlo, eyes narrowing, "Do I even need to ask if you need my help?"
"Catching on fast to circumstance as always." Fýlo laughed somewhat, shrugging his shoulders.
Thanatos sighed, putting a hand on his hip, "It's not like you wouldn't just take my powers away if I refused."
"No, you don't have to worry about anything like that. Even if I'm willing to use my little sisters for power, I draw the line when it comes to my friends. If you were to help me, then making them going to Elysium again when they die is actually going to be a possibility. If you don't on the other hand..."
Fýlo crossed his arms, and Thanatos didn't need to question him about what he was implying.
Those who left Elysium and were technically "revived" would die without a chance to be sent there again.
Unless the process of death lost its strictness, this would be inevitable.
If one considered the number of people killed due to Fýlo, then several hundred people would end up being barred from going to Elysium, regardless of how good of a life they led.
This would be considerably dismal for those people if, from what Thanatos could tell, they would have no memory of Fýlo, if they even had a memory of him to begin with.
Therefore, Fýlo asking Thanatos for help was inevitable.
Fýlo wasn't as cruel and self-centered as the elder gods after all.
With a glance at him, Thanatos knew that if he had to say the one major difference between the gods and Fýlo, he would say that the gods were selfish, unrepentant and impulsively cruel, whereas Fýlo was benevolent, was perfectly willing to admit his own faults, and, though he had good intentions, was undeniably ruthless.
Though the gods and Fýlo both held their goals in highest priority, the gods would often only have goals that benefitted them rather than their creations, whereas Fýlo had goals that seemed to suit only humanity's benefit.
Thanatos couldn't deny Fýlo also sought out self-centered goals however. Despite that, Fýlo also had a great deal of self-sacrificial habits.
Thanatos' mind was brought back to the aftermath of the second World War.
Everything had been put in place.
He and the other gods who followed Fýlo were all readied to overthrow the gods, and the one key god they needed to attain victory, the same god who was standing before him then, had, less than a day after being unsealed, told them to call it off, simply because of the fact that humanity's security was at risk.
Thanatos vividly recalled the anger many of the gods felt at Fýlo, but he had been unwavering, despite how strongly he wanted to go through with it.
There had never been a more opportune time to start a rebellion before or ever since the second World War's aftermath.
Fýlo had been well aware of this at the time, but even so, he still sacrificed his cause's progress for the sake of humanity.
Thanatos, though happy to oblige by Fýlo's plans and reasonings, felt a bit of irritation at this memory.
Sometimes Fýlo was a little TOO self-sacrificial for humanity's sake, he thought.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Thanatos looked up at Fýlo, who looked a bit surprised at his expression.
Thanatos himself wasn't surprised by this.
Fýlo was one of the few entities in existence to ever provoke emotions within him that were strong enough for them to show on his face.
It was saddening really.
"You NEED someone like Nemesis in your life, no matter how brief you're able to stay out of your seal." Thanatos said bitterly and bluntly.
Only the goddess of balance herself could manage to make Fýlo have something of a life of luxury to balance his otherwise ascetic lifestyle.
At the mention of the goddess, Fýlo smiled happily, "Yeah, yeah, I know. I need to rest more."
"Yes." Thanatos looked over at the Fates, then at Percy, sighing again, "I honestly hoped this wouldn't have all been for nothing. Especially with how much work you put into making this happen."
Fýlo gave him a smile, and Thanatos' downcast expression turned into a somewhat taken aback one.
Fýlo was giving him the smile he only gave when things were going to go according to his plans, at this exact moment, when it seemed that this would be anything but the case.
Thanatos couldn't possibly fathom why this was the way it looked.
"Why are you smiling?" He asked Fýlo.
Fýlo chuckled somewhat, almost evilly, looking away, "It's nothing, it's just that this won't ALL be for nothing..."
"What do you mean?" Thanatos asked, his voice confused.
Fýlo looked back at him, a hand reaching for his hip, "I'll only say it's my way of giving the grandest "middle finger" to the Fates that I can."
Thanatos narrowed his eyes.
Fýlo was being secretive again, if his "I'll only say" phrase was of any indication.
He hated when he said that.
Everyone hated when he said that.
But Fýlo, being true to form, didn't seem to care in the slightest about this.
"Come on, we need to get to work. Getting everything back to the way it should be will take a large deal of work."
Thanatos looked at the still smiling man, his eyes not suspicious, but only irritated.
"I'm not one for surprises Fýlo."
Fýlo's smile widened, "Sucks for you then."
Thanatos sighed, watching Fýlo walking around Percy and leaving the throne room, him looking down at the shirtless boy on the floor.
"I blame you for this." Thanatos said.
Then he exited the throne room behind the man.
The feeling the boy felt upon beginning to stir was something he'd grown all too accustomed to.
The smell of sweat and dried cum filled his nostrils, with there being a great amount of weight on his body.
Upon opening his eyes, he found a large number of women lying on top of or around him.
The women who lay with him in the bed that was much too small to allow for comfort included Thaila, Artemis, Athena, Hera, Medusa, Amphitrite, Hestia, Demeter, Persephone, and, to his surprise, Calypso.
"It's good to see you're finally awake." Fýlo's voice made Percy look at him in an instant.
The god leaned against a bed frame, arms crossed as he smiled at Percy.
"What's going on? I thought we had a deal Fýlo." Percy asked immediately.
"You don't have to worry, I took care of everything while you were asleep."
"Why is everyone on top of me then?"
Fýlo pushed himself off of the bed frame, walking to the pile of women that lay on top of Percy before pointing first at Medusa, then Athena, then Amphitrite, then Hera, then Demeter, then Persephone, "They're all better off sticking with you," he then pointed to Thaila, Artemis, Hestia, and Calypso, "And they preferred their lives with you than without you, so that answers that."
"But I thought you said that you'd bring things back to the way they used to be."
"I did that to my best ability. However, going based off of what I know about you, you don't want to see anyone you care about get hurt, right?"
"Of course not."
"So I did this." Fýlo looked away at the ceiling.
"But why?"
"I'm following the limits of our deal." Fýlo replied, "You said you wanted all the people cursed by the gods helped, and for the most part, that's how they all felt. Or would've felt anyway."
"Really?"
"Yes." Fýlo suddenly sighed. "It's kind of sad really. One of the people cursed by the gods didn't even have any idea what was going on. Zeus saw her one day on Olympus and thought he fell in love with her when he really just bored, so he tried to nail her. But Hera caught onto what he was doing pretty quickly when he made it cloudy for absolutely no reason. He knew his wife would get jealous of the woman, so he turned her into an animal and pretended to be doing nothing with it. Hera was already suspicious however, and took the animal away. Next thing everyone knows, half the gods are helping Zeus as he goes on an adventure to retrieve the girl turned animal. All of that, because he was bored."
"You're never going to let him live down his past mistakes are you?"
"I can't let him live everything down if I don't know what to let him live down to begin with. Half of the gods' memories are of doing terrible things to people." Fýlo scowled at a certain memory. "It's like that one person Artemis almost fell in love with. The first time she has a guy she likes, and her brother kills him out of jealousy. It's hard not to criticize them when all they do is act like teenagers with their power."
He sighed heavily.
"Regardless, that's what the situation is. When the war between the demigods and gods starts up, then you'll know you brought this on yourself."
Having said this, the man stood up on his feet, walking away.
"Wait a second," Fýlo turned at Percy's voice, "What are you going to do? Are you going to fight agaisnt the demigods if what you says happens?"
"No. I've done all I need to do to make sure humanity's safe from harm, so it's all fine."
"What? How can you be so sure?"
"Simple." Fýlo looked back at the son of Poseidon. "During the war between the demigods and the gods, the demigods will kill any human or god in sight. So the obvious solution to this problem I have with humanity being safe was fixed by me giving all of humanity a bit of god DNA. They aren't going to kill regular humans, so that's all I could do."
"What about Grover?"
"Same goes for him and the other satyrs, I changed them to demi-gods. It was a honest pain, but I managed to do it. All I need to do is play the waiting game now."
"What about you? Aren't you a god too?"
"Obviously not anymore. Though it's probably worth mentioning that I left some of the gods in existence for this war. They're going to die royally, but that doesn't mean it can't be fun."
Fýlo smiled darkly, before his eyes glimmered, as though he remembered Percy was there, his smile becoming normal now.
"Don't worry, your father's fine. The goddesses laying on top of you now should be fine too."
"Who did you leave as gods then?"
"Ares, Zeus, and Aphrodite." Fýlo answered immediately.
"Just them?"
"Yes. They've been particularly lacking in terms of how good they are as gods. Since I had a feeling that they wouldn't function well with the likes of humans, I'll give them the honor of being turned on by everyone."
"Aren't there minor gods on Olympus as well?"
"Yes. Some of them weren't very happy with giving up their god status, but given the circumstances, they accepted the change after a while."
"How long have I been asleep exactly?"
"About three days. It was hard, but we managed to fix this quickly." Fýlo said with a glance to the door. "Is there anything else you want to ask before I go? I doubt that you'll ever see me again after I do."
"Do you know who'll cause the next war?"
Fýlo looked back at him for a moment.
Then he smirked.
"I'll spare you that detail." Fýlo answered.
"Why? Even if you aren't a god anymore, I can't just let this go on."
Fýlo shook his head.
"I'm not telling you. See this as your compensation for making me have to make every last humanoid being in existence into a demigod. Even with my powers, that was no small feat, especially considering the effort I went through making you a god yourself. If you add several billion people into the equation, and you're leaving me a pretty tired man." He stretched his arm, the joints inside it cracking as they straightened.
"That isn't fair. I didn't know you were going to do that."
"Of course. My friends didn't even know about it until I needed to tell them. No one enjoys getting knocked down a peg after all."
"Do you manipulate everyone?"
"Not everyone. It's not like I enjoy doing this sort of thing. To tell the truth, it's more tiring than I'd like it to be."
"Then why do you do it?"
"Mankind's future." Fýlo said, almost boredly. "Though I guess now it's "demi-god-kind"."
Percy looked in silence at Fýlo, and he looked back at him.
"I'm assuming you don't have anything else to tell me, so I'll be taking my leave now." Fýlo turned away, still talking. "Try to enjoy this life as much as possible, Jackson. Soon enough, it might not be the life you're used to anymore."
"My life's never something I'm used to."
Fýlo smiled one last time, "Good answer." He walked to the door, opening it, "Since we might never talk again, I'll tell you now that I've given you the ability to choose when you screwing one of those girls will get them pregnant or not. If it happens, it'll be by your choice."
And with that, Fýlo left.
As though on cue, Hera, Persephone and Amphitrite woke up from their slumbers, each looking over at Percy and smiling happily.
Realizing the growing size of his erection, Percy felt himself leaning up, almost by reflex, and kiss Hera lightly.
Fýlo walked through the back of Camp Half Blood, eyes gazing at his surroundings in a somewhat saddened way.
"Looks like I'm not an unknown god anymore. I'm just a plain old demi-god now." He said to himself.
He'd miss constantly doing his best to ensure humanity was safe.
But this was probably for the best.
With humanity safe, everything would be okay.
Sighing softly to himself, Fýlo walked into the forest, soon exiting the border of Camp Half Blood, knowing within himself he'd never return.
He could only hope Percy would take the news of how Annabeth would lead the demigods to war against the gods well.
The day began in a rather normal way for Percy.
He would wake up to a blowjob being given to him by either Hera or Medusa, him growing to his full twelve inch erection the longer they did this to him.
Recently, he realized it had become such a daily thing for him to have sex with the women he'd found in his cabin that the day wouldn't feel right.
By now, a full month after Fýlo left, Percy knew what to do whenever he felt this way, it being a reflex for him to use his powers to lift the still sleeping women off from on top of him via the sweat that had accumulated from the night before.
When all the sleeping girls were away from him, Percy would look down at the woman sucking his dick off for that day, smiling at the four women trying to suck him off at that moment.
"I'm ready." He said, and they stopped sucking at the sound of his voice, looking up at him before getting up, sitting on their knees as he rose onto his feet.
The bed creaked as he aimed his twitching pole, him aiming his cock at each of the mouth's of the women.
After shooting cum into Hera, Amphitrite, Persephone and Medusa's mouths, they closed their mouths and swallowed his cum.
Hera, still the most eager of the women present, crawled to the edge of the bed, standing up a short moment before getting down on her hands and knees.
Seeing what she wanted, Percy walked off of the bed, his steel hard cock straight as he got on his knees behind Hera.
He used two fingers to aim his cock, pressing the head of it against her opening before taking a nice hold of her womanly hips, Percy thrusting himself inside of Hera with a grunt.
He slid inside of her easily, him moving his hips back and forth to adjust to being inside of Hera again, before he started thrusting harshly against the woman with his hips.
As he slammed his hips into hers repeatedly, the low, heavy clapping of their flesh could be heard filling the room, Percy relishing in the sight of Hera's ass jiggling to his thrusts, the woman crying loudly at his movements, pleasure coming with the friction his cock caused as they scraped harshly against her sweet spots.
Pleasure flowed inside of his body as he moved his hands, taking a firm hold of her shoulders and thrusting harder, making their bodies meet halfway, his thrusts intensifying in power.
Not forgetting the four women behind him, Percy used the sweat on their bodies to make water tentacles that rubbed the women's openings out as they watched him screw the former goddess of marriage.
Soon, after there came the endorphins within him, Percy felt Hera climax with a small cry, her walls clamping tightly on him as he kept thrusting, grunting as he forced himself not to cum as he kept moving, him continuing to thrust until her walls let go of him.
Falling into his reflexes once more, Percy thrust fully into Hera once more, the woman's body tensing up when he did this, before pulling his cock out of her womanhood abruptly.
Hera lay her cheek on the floor as she breathed heavily, her stamina much more lacking in Fýlo's absence, and Percy stood back on his feet, his cock pointing towards the remaining three women.
The question went unasked, yet Amphitrite answered it by crawling forward, opening her mouth wide as she enveloped his cock.
Feeling her warm mouth wrap around him made Percy close his eyes as Amphitrite's tongue rubbed over whatever bits of his cock it could reach, sucking him off as she cleaned him up of Hera's pussy fluids, her eyes closed to keep herself from gagging.
When she cleaned roughly half of Percy's cock, she pulled her mouth away, her leaning along the brazen manhood and licking the parts she couldn't reach with her mouth, Percy feeling her tongue rub against the left side of his manhood before reaching up to the top of the length of him, before going back and licking under his rod, Amphitrite not bothering with the other side as she pulled her tongue away, her looking up and meeting Percy's eyes as she grasped his dick, rubbing him off as she did this.
"It's my turn now Percy."
Percy reached down and put his hands under Amphitrite's shoulders, lifting her up quickly, her waist reaching above his, her large breasts in his face as she hugged his face into her cleavage, wrapping her legs around him, Percy grabbing her ass with a tight grip.
Amphitrite looked behind herself, seeing Medusa grasping Percy's cock and aiming it up into her, rubbing the head of it against her opening, Medusa seeming to have a strong fixation on Amphitrite fucking Percy, something the former goddess believed was due to her holding a grudge against her husband.
As Percy eased her ass down, Amphitrite braced herself, him thrusting fully into her.
He gave her a moment to adjust, before he bounced her roughly up with his hips, pulling them back a second later before pushing forward again, their flesh clapping loudly against each other.
Amphitrite gasped, Percy continuing to repeat this process whilst letting her ass go, each time they met halfway making her get bounced up on his cock again, her ass jiggling with every collision of their flesh, Amphitrite moaning loudly as Percy stared happily at her F-Cup breasts, them bouncing wildly as he bounced her on his cock.
With each collision of their flesh, Percy would feel her walls contract on him, and he smiled as he felt the increased pleasure this brought him.
As Amphitrite felt her body fall into a semblance of a rhythm, Medusa's fingers dug themselves between her bouncing ass cheeks, spreading them as she used her free hand to aim her two fingers, the woman piercing Amphitrite's asshole with both fingers.
As Amphitrite bounced on Percy's cock, she blushed as she felt this happen to her, Medusa smiling as her voice shifted to feeling slightly more strangely than before, Percy thrusting harder into her, making her start to scream.
In less than a minute's time, Amphitrite climaxed, and Percy thrust fully inside of her, stopping his movements completely.
So caught up in the sex, Percy was unable to notice Amphitrite starting to sweat, and she breathed heavily as she held him.
He pulled slowly out of her, her cum spilling out of her hole once this was done, and Amphitrite let go of him, her not having anything keeping her from falling onto the bed.
Without waiting for a moment, Percy crouched down, grasping Medusa's ankles and pushing them up into the air, aiming his cock and pushing it inside of her.
Medusa smiled at the feeling, laying on her back, and Percy started slamming his hips into the woman's flesh, Medusa starting to moan loudly, his eyes narrowing as he thrust harder and harder into her.
The bed creaked loudly under their weight, his balls slapping against her ass from how quickly he bounced on her, her ass jiggling as Medusa gripped the bedsheets.
The tightness she felt made Percy feel himself start to quickly reach his limit, and in anticipation, Percy closed his eyes, Medusa's screams entering his ears at a wonderful pitch.
Yet before he could even properly indulge within the sex he had, Percy felt Medusa's walls close in tightly around him.
Surprise meshed with disappointment, as he realized her climax was so strong that she fell unconscious.
He pulled out of her, going to the end of the bed and reaching over, grabbing Persephone's ankle and yanking it harshly, her knees reaching the edge of the bed before Percy swung her ankle over, Persephone knowing what he wanted and getting on all fours.
As Percy looked at her ass, he saw that there were small dimples above her buttocks, and pressing his thumbs into them, Percy got a good grasp of Persephone's hips before thrusting inside of her.
Without waiting for her to adjust, Percy started to thrust inside of her, their flesh clapping loudly.
Persephone moved her hips in sync with his, slamming them back against him as they found a new rhythm with each other, Percy grunting as he felt her tight walls clench around him, him progressively thrusting harder while keeping his rhythm with Persephone.
As she moaned at his actions, Percy finally felt himself start to reach his climax, him forcing himself not to hold it in as he kept moving.
Soon sweat covered their bodies, and almost as if sensing her approaching climax, Percy started thrusting as deeply and as harshly into her as possible.
When her walls clenched on him in cue with her cry of pleasure, Percy thrust himself fully inside of Persephone, him grunting as his cum spurted out of his cock and into the woman's womb.
After a long moment of this happening, Percy pulled out of Persephone, hugging her tightly as she tried to regain her breath.
He was starting to become too skilled at having sex with these women, he thought to himself.
He could never cum with one woman alone pleasuring him anymore, and on the rare occasion where they did, they'd be so worn out that it'd be a wonder if they weren't wheezing by the end of it.
Percy mentally sighed, pulling out of Persephone and standing up, watching as Hera, who had recovered, crawled up to him and enveloped his cock with her mouth, licking and deep-throating him to cleanness.
Only Hera, Persephone, Athena, Annabeth and Artemis could make him cum on their own, but they never seemed able to move afterwards.
But at least they were there.
Hera pulled her mouth away from his now clean cock, smiling up at him, "Is there anything else I can do for you Perceus?"
Percy nodded, him deciding to indulge in the women he had, him deciding to do this with more fervor than before.
Maybe that would help with the feelings he had for the daily sex that had grown more into a mundane chore than a pleasurable experience for him, he believed.
He simply hoped that everything would be fine besides this aspect of his life, going on like this for years to come.
A/N: Guest (1): Yes, it's me.
Guest (2): The answer to your question is both yes and no. Yes, in the fact that I copy-pasted the story. No in the belief that, from what you seem to be implying, I stole this. Unless it's possible to steal your own work, I didn't steal this. I'm much more curious about who apparently posted this story without my permission. If you're wondering about the A/N from the last chapter, I used that to explain the ending system. I truthfully didn't feel the need to edit it for an FFN audience simply for the fact that the people who read what I've written tend to recognize it's me anyway, thus, "Sorry for not updating in a while" would apply in this situation for those who recognize me.