Chapter 1

Greetings readers! I hope that all of you enjoyed the previous stories!

This story is a sequel to my first two stories and five one-shots –

The Tale Of Perseus: Beginnings (First Story)

The Tale Of Perseus: The Trojan War(Second Story)

Friendship(First One-shot)

Family (Second One-shot)

Reminiscence (Third One-shot)

Love(Fourth One-shot)

The Rise Of The Romans (Fifth One-shot)

This story is the final installment of this entire series and if you are a new reader and have landed on this story, please read the prequels before reading this story. Everything in this story is based on the previous ones. So you will be very confused by the events of this story without reading the prequels.

For those of you who have already read the prequels, I hope that you enjoyed them! I hope that you will like this one as well :)

This may be an Adventure/Family story but romance will be just as pronounced. Since I have given the description and that this is a Percy X Athena story, I thought that I didn't need explicitly specify it.

This will be a T/M story. Meaning that it will generally be a T rated story but a few chapters, especially the ones involving fights and darker themes will have M rated elements. However, that doesn't mean that there will be any sexually explicit scenes or any foul language. It just means that those chapters will have a lot of violence, will explore darker themes and may have some mild gore. And I will put out an appropriate warning in the headnotes of such chapters.

For the sake of making this story more navigable, I will be classifying it into acts. However unlike my previous two stories, I will not have individual arcs in each act. This is because I plan to have each act of this story correspond to one book of the PJO canon.

Act One: Leonidas Jackson And The Hero's Swords

Chapters 1- 7

Act Two: The Clash Of Heroes And Emperors

Chapter 8 - 16

Act Three: Perseus Diaboles And The Wrath Of Atlas

Chapter 17 - 30

Act Four: The Hero's Final Quest

Chapter 31 - (ongoing)

All credit for the characters goes exclusively to Rick Riordan.


Fourteen year old Leonidas Jackson was angry. Everywhere he went, he heard the stories of the great Perseus Diaboles and he couldn't help but feel like the bar had been set too high for him.

It had already been bad enough being the first demigod son of Poseidon in three millennia but when the last son of Poseidon to be born part mortal was the greatest hero to ever walk the Earth, Leo knew there was no way he could ever even hold a candle to that.

The only accomplishment that could be accredited to him was killing the Minotaur. And even that he only managed to do when he was filled with determination to protect his mother and when a torrential downpour had enhanced his physical abilities.

His life had already been turned on its head for the past month. First, he had been attacked by a truck sized wolf, which he later learnt was called a hellhound, in his school and had only managed to escape because one of his teachers had turned into half human, half horse and had fired an arrow at the monster which promptly disintegrated into golden dust.

Then, the aforementioned teacher whose real name was Chiron, accompanied him to his home where he engaged Leo's mother in an intense argument. They had made sure to stay out of his earshot but he could easily tell that it was something related to him. And when his mother had emerged out of the room, judging by the expression on his mother's face, he knew that something had been wrong.

Then, Chiron had given his mother a long, meaningful look before leaving and his mother had proceeded to explain his heritage to him. At first, Leo had not believed her but slowly, he realised why he could hold his breath for such a long time underwater or why water pipes near him spontaneously burst whenever he became angry.

After that, his mother had tearfully told him that his demigod scent had become too powerful and that he needed to get to safety. That had led to a long drive to a place called Camp Half-Blood. However, along the way they had encountered a monster very famous in the myths – the Minotaur.

It had smashed their car apart and the resulting impact had knocked his mother out due to a concussion. Determined to protect his mother, Leo had made a desperate last stand and had managed to kill the Minotaur my breaking its own horn and stabbing it.

Instantly, a sea green light had engulfed his mother, healing all her injuries. And that was when Chiron and a few other demigods showed up. His father had immediately claimed him and his mother had tearfully bid goodbye to him, telling him that this camp was now his new home and a place where he would be safe before she left.

He had initially been welcomed into the camp with great excitement, for reasons he hadn't known then. He had been so happy that everyone wanted to be his friend but once they had gotten to the battle arena, things had started to go downhill.

Perseus Diaboles was a legend. He was by far one of the most recognizable faces in Greek and Roman mythology and across the world, the tales of bravery and valour of a mythical son of Poseidon were well known. But in Camp Half-Blood, the man was revered like a god. Everyone knew just how powerful he had been.

Since Leo was the first son of Poseidon since the great Perseus Diaboles, people had had very outlandish expectations from the get go. They had expected him to already be a master at controlling water but they were visibly disappointed when he could barely direct a puddle of water.

They thought he would be some prodigal swordsman but most people had stopped approaching him after he was easily disarmed by Luke Castellan, a son of Hermes and currently the best swordsman in Camp Half-Blood.

Chiron had tried to cheer him up and had even told him that he saw great potential in him but Leo couldn't help but feel sad when he heard people murmuring that he was a disappointment, nothing like his amazing elder brother. But fortunately, he had managed to make two good friends.

The first was Annabeth Chase, the adopted daughter of Athena and a legacy of Thetis and the other was Thalia Grace, daughter of Zeus. Annabeth had been his first friend in the camp and their friendship had started out great, perhaps due to the excellent relationship between their parents. However, his friendship with the fifteen year old daughter of Zeus had definitely come as a surprise.

He had always thought that the Big Three and their children had a very strong dislike for each other but obviously, it had been his unbelievable elder brother who had mended their relationship. He had learnt that there had not been any animosity between the three strongest gods and in a way, that came as a huge relief to him.

That meant that he didn't need to worry about his own cousin holding some grudge against him just because their fathers would have been rivals. His thoughts were interrupted by the two aforementioned friends.

"Leo, if you think too much, I think you may pop a vein." Thalia stated with a smirk.

"Well at least I can think, unlike a certain airhead." Leo retorted with a similar smirk. Annabeth cut them off before their argument devolved any further.

"Stop it you two. Leo, is everything alright? You look frustrated." Annabeth asked with a twinge of concern in her voice.

"It's nothing serious. It's just that everywhere I go, people keep whispering that I'm a disappointment and that I'm a weakling behind my back. I didn't even know that I was a demigod, let alone the first son of Poseidon in three thousand years, until a month ago. My life had been good. But now, everyone compares me to my dead elder brother who happens to be the greatest hero to ever walk the Earth. People are shunning me just because I am not some invulnerable force of nature or as adept at destroying things as him." Leo paused to gather his breath before continuing.

"I didn't ask for this life. I didn't ask to be the younger brother of some dead mythical hero. And I can't help the fact that I'm not as much of a prodigal swordsman as him. My own father hasn't talked to me for the past fourteen years. And probably that's because even he thinks that I'm a disappointment." Leo angrily ranted and they could hear some shrieks from the washrooms. It looked like Leo had burst the water pipes again.

Annabeth and Thalia looked shocked at his sudden outburst but that was when they heard a voice behind them. A voice that belonged to a certain god of the sea.

"Well you certainly have the defiant tenacity he possessed when he was younger." Poseidon amusedly stated.

Instantly, all three of them turned to see the sea god casually standing in front of them, wearing a Hawaiian shirt and shorts, sporting a trimmed beard and with his glowing sea green eyes swirling with amusement, nostalgia, guilt and sorrow.

"Lord Poseidon." The three of them stated simultaneously as they bowed.

"Rise. If you don't mind, I would like to have a word with Leo in private." Poseidon calmly stated causing Thalia and Annabeth to nod in haste before they almost sprinted away.

Even though the gods visited them often, this was the first time Poseidon had visited them and the waves of power rolling off him made his presence very intimidating.

"Are you just going to stand there and not even hug your old man?" Poseidon asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Not unless you answer all my questions." Leo defiantly stated.

"I suppose that's fair." Poseidon stated with a nod and snapped his fingers, covering both of them in a blue mist. Once it dissipated, they found themselves in Leo's favourite place – Montauk Beach.

"You probably realise now why you always felt so happy whenever you were near the sea. But Montauk is even more special for you. This is where I met your mother Leo. And this is also where you were conceived." Poseidon stated with a look of reminiscence.

"Why did you decide to have me after not having any demigods for the past three thousand years? Why haven't you visited me or even tried to contact me once in the past fourteen years? And why haven't you responded to any of my prayers in the last month?" Leo rapidly asked.

"Let me answer those one by one. When I met your mother, it had been three thousand years since Percy had gone into a deep vegetative state and that day had been particularly bad for me because it was the anniversary of his sacrifice. And Sally, she reminded me so much of Percy's birth mother that I couldn't help but stray." Poseidon guiltily confessed.

"So once you stopped missing your favourite son, you just discarded me and mom because I was no match for the perfect Perseus Diaboles?" Leo bitterly asked.

"Be careful with your words son. I understand your frustration and have made sure no one can listen to this conversation but if other gods, especially the younger Olympians hear this, you will make some very dangerous enemies. Percy is still adored by everyone and bad mouthing him is a very dangerous thing to do." Poseidon warned in a steely voice, causing Leo to bite his tongue. But a moment later, Poseidon's voice softened a little.

"I never abandoned you Leonidas. If it were up to me, I would have taken you to Atlantis, where you would have been raised like the prince you are. I had even promised Sally that I would ensure that she would always be safe and would have all her desires fulfilled but she refused. She told me she wanted to let you live life like a mortal but in reality, she didn't want to let you go, even at the cost of both of your safety. I tried everything in my power to convince her but she stood her ground and I had to give in. But I had already failed one son. And I had promised myself that I would never fail another." Poseidon paused to compose himself before continuing.

"I asked Hecate to shroud you in an extremely powerful illusion of the Mist, which is why you could live normally. But eventually, your scent grew too powerful to be hidden without me disowning you and that is something I will never do. So, I asked Chiron to keep an eye on you until the opportunity to bring you to Camp Half-Blood presented itself." Poseidon elaborated in detail.

"You could have at least talked to me. Given me some indication that you were there. For fourteen years, I believed that my father was a navy officer who had drowned at sea. For fourteen years, I saw my mother struggling to meet ends. Where were you during those times?" Leo asked in a broken voice.

"I was watching over you Leo. I have always kept an eye on you. But I was robbed of the opportunity to be your father. Your mother didn't want me anywhere near you, for your own safety. If I ever showed up or if I even contacted you, it would send a signal to all the monsters. Your mother wanted you to live and die as a simple ignorant mortal. And I partially agreed with her. After all, ignorance is bliss. Heroes seldom have good endings, son." Poseidon sorrowfully stated.

"I understand everything now. But you still haven't answered one question. If you have watched over me this entire time, why didn't you talk to me as soon as I came to Camp Half-Blood?" Leo questioned.

"Because your existence caused quite a stir in the Divine world. No one thought that I would have a demigod child ever again. But when they found out that you were my son, the response was not exactly positive." Poseidon stated with a sigh.

"What do you mean?" Leo confusedly questioned.

"The other gods, especially my wife and children thought that I was trying to replace Percy. Adding to that, they observed you and saw a lot of similarities between you and your elder brother. They thought that I had given up on him and suffice to say, they weren't pleased with that. It took some time for me to smooth things over. If I had approached you immediately, it would have only added fuel to the fire." Poseidon apologetically stated.

"Am I a replacement? Do you only like me because I look and act like him? And be honest with me." Leo tried to ask in a neutral voice but his voice quivered at the end.

"You never were, are not and never will be a replacement, Leo. Percy is my son. Triton is my son. You are my son. And I love all of you equally. I don't have any favourites and you are nobody's replacement. You are Leonidas Jackson, not Perseus Diaboles. And you are your own man." Poseidon meaningfully stated and Leo immediately slammed into his father, hugging him for dear life.

"I was waiting so long to hear you say that. I thought you hadn't talked to me because even you thought I was a disappointment." Leo stated in a voice thick with emotion. Poseidon pulled away a bit and placed both his hands on Leo's shoulders and Leo stared into eyes that were identical to his own.

"Listen to me very carefully Leo, despite what anybody else tells you, whoever it is, demigod or god, you are not a disappointment. No matter how many times they say it, it will never be true. You are the son of the Earthshaker and Stormbringer, a Prince of the Seas, you are the brother of General Perseus Diaboles, the greatest hero to ever walk this Earth. You are destined for greatness. And one day, you will carve your own name in history. I have no doubt about that." Poseidon stated in a firm yet fatherly voice and Leo's response was to hug him even tighter.

"Thanks dad, I needed that." Leo stated with a lop-sided smile that was a trademark of the members of the House of Poseidon.

"Anytime son." Poseidon replied with an identical smile.

"And I am sorry for bad mouthing Percy. I know he must have been a great guy. I was just a bit frustrated and vented my anger out on him. And I am sorry if I reminded you of any unpleasant memories." Leo sincerely apologized.

"Let me tell you a secret. A secret that the gods have kept from all of you for the past three millennia. Perseus Diaboles is not dead. In fact, he will come back roaring to life in a century or two." Poseidon stated with an ecstatic smile and Leo's jaw dropped.

"No way!" Leo replied in an astounded voice.

"Let me show you." Poseidon offered and placed two fingers on Leo's forehead and immediately, Leo was flooded with complete information about his elder brother's life, sacrifice and recovery. A moment later, a few sea green pearls materialised in his hands.

"These sea green pearls will bring you to Montauk Beach whenever you find yourself in a pickle. Your brother was the first one to come up with these. Use it wisely." Poseidon advised.

"I can't believe I actually disliked this guy a few minutes ago." Leo stated with his voice dripping with awe.

Before Poseidon could answer, he heard Athena's frantic voice in his head - "Uncle Poseidon, Percy's swords have been stolen from the Hall of Heroes. An urgent Council meeting has been called which requires your presence."

"Leo, I will talk to you later. I need to deal with a problem." Poseidon stated and a moment later, a blue mist covered Leo, who found himself back in Camp Half-Blood when it dissipated. That had been abrupt end to their conversation but he didn't mind. He was just happy to have gotten the chance to talk to his father.


Athena was very worried. There was only a century or two left until Percy regained consciousness and when that happened, he would need his swords because his swords were his symbol of power. And those swords had now been stolen. Her thoughts were interrupted when her uncle materialised in the throne room.

"How have the greatest swords in history been stolen from the safest place they could be in?" Poseidon asked with disbelief evident on his face.

"It's an inside job. We found the remains of a nature spirit a few yards away from the Empire State Building. One of the nature spirits of Olympus must have snuck in and stolen the swords. The swords would have judged the spirit as unworthy and gradually consumed the spirit. But before they completely consumed the spirit, they must have been given to someone else." Athena stated with a hard edge to her voice. When she found out who was behind this, she would sever their head from their bodies.

"Since when do symbols of power judge others as worthy or unworthy?" Apollo asked in confusion.

"Those swords were created from an alloy of Celestial Bronze and Stygian Iron. An alloy that was stabilized only by Percy's blood, blood because they were created when he was still mortal, and as such, the swords bonded with his mortal soul and grew with him. When he turned partially immortal and then even gained an immortal essence, they evolved to become something akin to his symbol of power. As Percy's immortal essence regrew, a part of his immortal essence in the sword also regrew. And since they are highly associated with his ideals of virtue and honour, the swords gained a sort of sentience and use the small part of his essence that is present in them to benefit or harm any other wielder, depending on how they compare to Percy in terms of ideals. If they are as honourable as him, the swords greatly amplify the wielder's power, if they are not, the swords judge them to be unworthy and gradually destroy their mortal souls or bodies if they are spirits. If other immortals wield them, the swords consume a part of their essences, feeding Percy's own rejuvenating immortal essence." Hephaestus expounded in detail.

"Doesn't that mean there is nobody in this world who can truly wield those swords without being consumed? Whoever is behind this, mortal or immortal, will eventually be consumed by the swords because there is no one who can be as worthy as Percy." Apollo confidently stated.

"Agreed but there are plenty of psychopaths out there who will use the swords even if it means certain destruction for themselves. These swords are like a symbol of power Apollo. They can grant great power to those who wield it. But since they're not the symbol of power of a full immortal, they're not bound by the Ancient Laws which means that anyone, mortal or immortal can wield them. The moment some immortal with enough pain tolerance to wield them, even if it is only for a brief time, gets a hold of the swords, it can cause a very big problem." Athena grimly answered.

"How do we know an immortal is not holding them right now?" Ares questioned.

"If they were holding it, there would have been an immediate influx of energy into Percy." Athena replied.

"Alright this is a very big threat. And I want it neutralized. Athena, Apollo, Ares, Aphrodite, Hermes, set out immediately, hunt this thief down and get Perseus' swords back. Artemis, I want you to leave your lieutenant in charge and join this mission. Wife, sisters, talk to all the gods on Olympus, see if there's a way you can find out whether this thief has any friends." Zeus instructed.

"We shall scour the entirety of the oceans to find this thief." Poseidon stated with a low growl.

"And I shall see if the Underworld has any trespassers." Hades promised.

"The next time we meet, I want that thief in chains." Zeus darkly stated and all the gods disappeared in their characteristic flashes of light.


It had been a month since Leo had talked to his father and he was sleeping peacefully. In fact, he thought that it was the best he had ever slept for quite a while. But unfortunately, an immortal invading his dreamscape had to ruin everything.

Leo found himself in a stuffy underground shipyard where he saw the keel and skeleton of a large ship. But the workers building the ship were not humans. Instead, Cyclopes and Telekhines were the ones building the ship.

By the look of it, there were many ballistae and missiles being built as well. On a nearby wall, he saw a large purple flag with a golden triangle in the middle. His attention shifted when he saw two people walking next to the keel.

The first was a thirty year old man with a visible potbelly, curly hair and bushy sideburns. He was wearing a very expensive suit made out of purple wool and shoes made out of hand tooled leather.

The woman next to him had a regal look and seemed to radiate power. She had golden hair and her irises were a glowing silver. She was wearing a silver pencil skirt and a white blouse and just by looking at her, Leo knew that this was an immortal.

"Our insider has already gotten their hands on the Hero's swords. The swords house a part of the Hero's essence and are the gateway to his recovering body. When he retakes a form, he will need an invulnerable body. The Hero's body is perfectly suited for this task. However, the gods have already started a witch hunt and will find us in a matter of months if we do not hide. You told me a stealth warship equipped with ballistae and missiles possessed by the gods would be ready by now." The woman angrily stated.

"Do you know how many demigods, spirits and immortals I have had to bribe, trick or kill to get my hands on this technology? It has taken us centuries to get a hold of this information. This warship needs to go undetected even by the sky and sea gods and for that I have had to convince many children of Hecate to join me. Just because, you moved up your plans by a few months due to the appearance of this new sea spawn, I cannot rush this project, unless you want to be sunk by the sky and sea gods." The man retorted with a sneer. The woman silently seethed but didn't snap back.

"When will it be ready?" The woman finally asked.

"It will be ready on the day I promised you that it would be ready. Most of the ballistae have been built. They are bigger but near exact replicas of the ones the Hero's flying warship has. The missiles are similar to the ones guarding Olympus but these ones neither have Greek fire nor are they capable of chasing an enemy indefinitely. Those secrets are known only by Athena and Hephaestus. But rest assured, what the missiles lack in quality, I will make sure that they more than compensate for that in quantity." The man promised with a cruel smile.

"Do you have any new prototypes that can be used? One of our insiders is a member of the House of Poseidon and-" The woman started but stopped when Leo gasped at that bit of information.

"Someone's here." The woman stated with narrowed eyes and just as she stared at Leo, he woke up panting and short of breath. This was a horrifying development.


Leo practically dragged a groggy Annabeth and Thalia to Zeus' fist, the place where they usually hung out, away from the harpies. Both of them were pretty angry with him at first but after he first explained that his legendary brother was not actually dead and then his terrifying dream to them, a grim silence overtook them.

"This is really bad. It looks like stealing General Perseus' swords was only the first step in a meticulously crafted plan. Whoever these immortals are, they can be up to no good if they are planning to possess the General's body. We should contact the gods." Annabeth seriously stated.

"I tried Iris messaging my father but nothing happened, the immortal in my dream informed me that the gods had started to hunt down the person who stole the General's swords. Maybe they are undercover and are hence not replying to any prayers or Iris messages." Leo deduced.

"That must be why I haven't talked to my father in nearly a month. He usually shows up in my dreams at least once a week. I should have known something was off." Thalia revealed.

"What do we do? We could go to Olympus. Or maybe I could go to Atlantis. I need to warn dad about this. There is a traitor in the House of Poseidon and that traitor is planning to use my brother's body and use it as a vessel for another immortal. We cannot let that happen." Leo determinedly stated. That was when Luke decided to show himself.

"You will do no such thing Leo." Luke strictly stated.

He had kept an eye on Leonidas for the past few days and he had let him of the hook whenever he broke the curfew but the frantic way in which Leo had dragged the other two had been unusual. So he had followed them to the clearing where he had learnt this worrying bit of information.

"But Luke, we cannot stay silent when General Perseus is in danger." Thalia argued.

"I am not asking you to stay silent Thalia. But Olympus and Atlantis will be under maximum security right now. You go even a league near Olympus or Atlantis and there is good chance that you'll be shot down like a goose. You saw its near impregnable defenses the last time we went there. And even if you do make it there, most of the gods have been on a mission to track the sword thief down for the past month. So you may inadvertently end up feeding information to these traitors." Luke swiftly answered.

"How do you know this?" Leo asked with narrowed eyes. Luke hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Father told me." Luke replied.

"Then what do we do now?" Thalia asked.

"We wait. Even if this traitor in the House of Poseidon has access to his resting place and even if his swords can be used to force another immortal's essence into him, the moment that happens, all the gods will know what's happening and will be able to immediately locate the traitors." Luke informed.

"But what if they do something else?" Leo fearfully asked.

"Do not worry Leo. General Perseus' resting place is probably one of the most heavily guarded places in the Divine world. There is no way anyone can escape from there. Besides, the gods will deal with this, until then, go back to your cabins and sleep peacefully." Luke reassured and the three young teenagers slowly nodded at him before hesitatingly making their way back to their cabins. But Leo had a very bad feeling about this.


Unfortunately, Leo did not have a peaceful sleep. Neither did Annabeth and Thalia. Instead, they were transported to the Atlantean Royal Palace in their dreams and there they saw something that was bone chilling.

A tall goddess with violently churning sea green eyes and long, pink hair ruthlessly killed an entire battalion of guards as she stormed into a room. And only once they saw the figure of General Perseus Diaboles resting in a tank in the middle of the room did they realise what was happening.

"That is Kymopoleia, the goddess of the violent seas. She must be the traitor." Annabeth revealed with a gasp.

Thalia growled and immediately tried to fire a bolt of lightning at the goddess, forgetting that they were not actually there. And all they could do was watch hopelessly as Kymopoleia shattered the glass tank before smiling cruelly at the recovering general.

"Don't worry brother, your invulnerable body will be put to good use. In fact, when he takes command of your body in a few months, he will first hunt down that little girlfriend of yours." Kymopoleia stated with a sadistic smile.

A sickly green mist covered both of them and once it dissipated, both of them were gone. A moment later, they heard an anguished roar behind them and their dream dissolved.


However, instead of coming back to their cabins, they found themselves on a grey cloud where a tall, muscular man wearing grey and black robes stood a few feet in front of them. The man had white hair and his irises were white surrounded by black sclera. This man was clearly an immortal, judging by the raw power he radiated.

"Impending doom awaits the three of you and the entire world. Do you have the courage and strength to prevent it from befalling upon you?" The immortal questioned in a rough voice that sent chills down their spine.

"Who are you?" Thalia asked as she got into a defensive position.

"Who I am is irrelevant daughter of Zeus. I don't know what my siblings see in the three of you. You are woefully short on power and courage to save even yourselves, let alone the world. But I shall humour you. Go west. Search for the last shard of the essence of the Sea. Find the Hero's swords and use the shard to revive him. Don't take any gods with you, the Guardian won't take well to that. And try not to be sent to the afterlife in the process." The immortal gruffly instructed.

Before they could ask him anything else, he waved his hand and finally, the three of them found themselves back in their cabins. They immediately rushed out of their cabins to meet Chiron. It looked like they would have to go on a quest. A very dangerous quest.


Hey guys! So I am thrilled to finally be able to start the final installment of this trilogy and as you would have noticed, I haven't pulled back any punches and have instead gone all out from the very first chapter. There has been enough world building in the prequels and I can't wait to go wild in this installment :)

I have raised the ages of all characters in this story by two years. That is because this story will be significantly darker than canon. However, it will probably not explore themes as violent and dark as the second story.

Nonetheless, I didn't think it was right to use twelve year olds to explore such darker themes. I thought of making the starting age sixteen but that would make them too old.

I decided to name OC Jackson Leonidas because I really did not want to use Theseus as that has been used way too many times and I couldn't think of any other good names. As you may have noticed, he has an entirely different backstory as compared canonical Percy and while there will be similarities between him and canon Percy, there will also be a lot of differences due to difference in upbringing.

I have introduced a few new villains and some I have borrowed. But I leave all of you with quite a lot to guess from this chapter. Like I said before, this will have a few similarities with canon but for the most part, I am going to explore, create and present different arcs and plots.

Read and review, I hope that all of you enjoyed this chapter! Have a fantastic day!