Camp went late that summer, two weeks late to be exact. Grover had taken over the satyr seekers and was sending them out across the world to find unclaimed half-bloods. So far, the gods had kept their promise. New demigods were popping up all over the place.

Nico and Valen worked tirelessly on the Hades cabin. Theirs was the only cabin nearing completion. Nico's undead builders and Valen's geokinesis were a major factor of it. So far it had solid obsidian walls with a skull over the door and torches that burned with green fire twenty-four hours a day.

Valen had wanted to use hellfire for the torches, but the lack of materials that could withstand its heat had him reconsider. On the inside there were about half a dozen beds with red or black bedsheets. It had two bathrooms, each made of a mixture of obsidian and black marble. It even had a separate room to practice necromancy.

Valen had told Percy, Annabeth, and his siblings the truth behind his heritage, and their response varied from shocked, to curious, to grim understanding.

"Norse gods are real too?" Percy was one of the shocked ones, "I mean Chiron did mention something about the Christian God when I first came here, but I had no idea other pantheons also existed."

"How does that work, do gods with the same domain switch places when you move to a norse area? How would that work with the sun chariot, if Apollo is the one driving it, how can there be another? Do the chief gods of each pantheon keep contact with one another or do they stay out of each others way? Does-"

"Annabeth," Valen interrupted before she could go on, "I'm as clueless about all this as you. All I know is they exist, and that Asgard is real."

"You've been to Asgard?" Percy asked.

"Where do you think I was the past year?"

"Is it like the movies?" Bianca asked, "Are the gods like the movies?"

"No," Valen said, "They're wildly different from what media portrays them to be."

"If this knowledge was widespread, it could be dangerous." Nico said, "No wonder Lady Athena was against it."

"Which is why we must keep this amongst ourselves," Valen said, "I'd reckon Zoe, or Lady Artemis, have already told Thalia of it."

"Who else knows?" Nico asked.

"Theron and Aricia," Fayden said, "And the gods, of course."

"And we'd best keep it that way," Annabeth said, "This is a lot to take in."

Valen nodded, "I won't make you swear on the Styx or anything, your word is good enough for me."

And he did have their word.

That evening was the last night of camp—the bead ceremony. The Hephaestus cabin had designed the bead this year. It showed the Empire State Building, and etched in tiny Greek letters, spiraling around the image, were the names of all the heroes who had died defending Olympus. It was Valens first bead, since he was not present for the last one, and he wore it with pride.

"Never forget this summer!" Chiron told us. He had healed remarkably well, but he still trotted in front of the fire with a slight limp. "We have discovered bravery and friendship and courage this summer. We have upheld the honor of the camp."

The camp cheered in response, some yelled battle cries, some paid tribute to their dead friends, all cheered for the victory of Olympus.

"And now," Chiron said, "early to bed! Remember, you must vacate your cabins by noon tomorrow unless you've made arrangements to stay the year with us. The cleaning harpies will eat any stragglers, and I'd hate to end the summer on a sour note!"

The next morning, they stood at the top of Half-Blood Hill, watching the buses and vans take away most of the campers back into the real world. He had bid most of his friends goodbye, those who were leaving anyway, and remained at the hill to watch them go.

"It feels surreal," Valen said to no one, watching Percy and Annabeth race down the hill, "to live in peace, to live a normal life."

"For so long I've lived in uncertainty. When I was running across the country, all I had to worry about was food, a safe place to sleep, and the occasional monster."

"After that, I was pulled into the world of the gods, then I had to worry about a quest almost every year, all the while dreading the great prophecy." He sighed, staring at the horizon, "But now? Now I don't have to worry about anything, it's a strange feeling."

He looked back at the camp, "For the last few weeks I've been working on the cabin whenever I'm free, it helps in occupying my mind with something."

"I've lived this life for so long, that I don't know if I can live a normal life anymore." He sighed once more, "I should be happy, I really should. But then, why do I feel so apprehensive?"

"This foreboding feeling…it's as if something big is going to happen, and honestly? It scares me."

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That night, Valen had a dream. In his dreams, he was stuck in a lightless space, he could not move his hands or legs, it was as if they were stuck in tar. From the darkness rose hundreds of shades, they had a haunted look on their faces. If you could call pitch black canavses a face.

They opened their mouths or rather ripped apart the skin where their mouths should have been, strings of dark flesh still clung to both sides, giving it a net-like appearance. Their voices came in troves, each one whispering a different word. Vaen could barely make out the words if he focused.

"kindred,"

"harbinger,"

"twice,"

"crown,"

"core,"

"darkness,"

"heart,"

"found,"

The voices stopped with sudden stillness and the presence of another being made itself known. Valen felt like he was being crushed under the beings pressure, it was massive. Neither Zeus nor Kronos even came close to it. It seemed to be devouring him whole.

The shades turned to him once again, and thus as one spoke they, the words of dreadful prophecy.

And Valen's very soul-his very being; split into three, never to be whole again.

Authors Note: So, we're finally here, the end of this fic. Only took about six months, give or take a few days. Now, I do plan to cover the five HoO books, and the Magnus Chase series and ToA, but those come later.

For each of these, I'll make a separate fic, I don't have names for MC or ToA, but I have some ideas for the HoO one, and no I will not disclose it until I upload the fic. The name itself would be a spoiler, for those who can connect the dots.

As I have told some of you in reply to your reviews, the main changes in plot comes in HoO. Don't get me wrong, there were some changes in the first five books, like Zoe, Bianca, Silena and Charles being alive. Or the whole hosting gods thing, or even how the great prophecy played out, but none of it was too big.

That won't be the case in HoO. I have big plans for the series, none of which I shall disclose at the moment. But I'll tell you this, I'll try to fix some of the flaws it has, because let's be honest, it has a few. With what I have planned, it's going to be wild, I can promise you that.

But before I get there, and here comes the bad news, I'll need to take a break. Both to relax for a bit and to plan. I won't be long, maybe a week and a half at worst. I'll post an update here when the sequel is up to let you guys know.

We're reaching the end of this chapter(?) now, if you have any questions, be free to ask me and I'll try to reply to them without any spoilers. I'll still be replying during the break so don't worry about that.

Until we meet again.

-Erebus