This is a Percy Jackson and Hercules Crossover Fanfiction Only.
Full Summary: After Percy Jackson triumphs over the Minotaur and drifts into slumber, he awakens to an extraordinary predicament. It seems he has entered a dream-like state, yet finds himself in the midst of a dungeon tutorial alongside two Legendary Heroes who have valiantly battled alongside Hercules and Eolas. The question arises: what unexpected twists and turns will these seasoned warriors bestow upon Percy, granting him a brand new lease on life? Brace yourself for an alternate universe harem tale that will keep you on the edge of your seat.
Once again, the two friends returned from a merged universe inspired by the Percy Jackson series, only to find themselves trapped in a familiar predicament. However, for one of them, this experience was becoming increasingly tiresome. Hector had grown weary of the entire Percy Jackson series, as his only exposure to it was through the movies during his missions in other merged realities.
In one of these alternate realities, much to his dismay, there was a thriving fanbase for the series, which meant he had to endure watching all the films. The inconsistencies and mishandling of the plot within these movies only fueled Hector's deep-seated hatred for the series. Unfortunately, he found himself repeatedly thrust into these merged realities centered around the very thing he despised.
Hiro's revelation sparked a glimmer of curiosity in Hector. Hector had always believed that the movie adaptations were an accurate representation of the books, never considering that they might stray so far from the original source material. It was time for him to set aside his preconceived notions and embark on a literary adventure, immersing himself in the books to truly understand the brilliance that Hiro spoke of. And so it was high time for him to delve into the books and uncover the real magic hidden within their pages and discover the true essence of the story.
As Hector turned the pages, he felt a shift in his perspective towards the movies. The disdain he once held began to fade away, making room for a newfound admiration for Rick Riordan's exceptional storytelling skills. He couldn't help but be captivated by the way the books delved into the intricacies of friendship, love, and self-discovery, all while seamlessly incorporating elements of ancient mythology.
With each book he read, Hector's regret grew stronger for dismissing them in the past. He realized that his judgment had been clouded by the shortcomings of the movie adaptations, failing to recognize the brilliance that lay within the original source material.
In his usual advisory tone, Hector suggested to Hiro that if he wanted to assign blame, he should direct it toward his so-called friends in the movie world. According to Hiro's reasoning, Hector's friends were always engrossed in watching movies, leaving him with no other choice but to scour the local bookstore in search of books. Unfortunately, amidst the chaos and endless battles, Hector found little precious time to indulge in his love for books.
Hector couldn't help but feel consumed by curiosity, his mind racing with questions about how Hiro had managed to obtain those highly sought-after books. With a puzzled expression, he couldn't resist but ask his friend for an explanation. Hiro, wearing a simple smile, calmly revealed that he wasn't solely responsible for acquiring the books. Surprisingly, it was Chi Chi who had purchased the series for Gohan, prioritizing his educational development over Hiro's own desires.
"No matter what you say," Hector sighed, his voice tinged with frustration, "I must confess that I've grown to despise that blasted series. It has managed to push me to my limits and infuriate me beyond measure. It's maddening to think that I've been dragged into this chaotic mess because of it."
Hector's annoyance was palpable as he vented his frustrations, his words dripping with exasperation. It seemed as though those mischievous troublemakers had deliberately orchestrated this situation to drive him to the brink of madness or, at the very least, torment him endlessly.
Hiro couldn't help but chuckle as he saw the frustration etched on Hector's face. He knew exactly why his friend felt that way. The sequence of events that had unfolded was enough to make anyone suspicious. Hiro wanted to assure Hector that he wasn't just being paranoid; their suspicions were valid.
Both Hiro and Hector harbored a deep despise for those two culprits. If given the chance, they would continue their malicious actions without a shred of mercy or remorse. The chaos they had caused seemed never-ending, leaving behind a trail of uncertainty and destruction. Across multiple alternate realities, they had ruthlessly eliminated countless versions of Hiro and Hector, leaving nothing but confusion and disarray in their wake. It was clear that these culprits were determined to torment them, and the two friends would have to face the consequences with unwavering determination.
Engaging in a lively discussion, Hiro and Hector passionately expressed their disdain for various aspects of the series. While Hiro made it clear that he loved the book, he shared Hector's detestation for the movies and television adaptation. Hector's repulsion towards the merged realities ran deep, so much so that not even a single tear could be provoked from him.
Despite Hector's resistance, Hiro, always the optimist, attempted to appeal to his sense of logic. He presented two compelling arguments in favor of taking action.
Firstly, Hiro explained that if these merged realities were to suddenly disappear, it would only empower the forces behind them. The disappearance might even worsen their situation, making it even more difficult to resolve the issue in the future.
Secondly, Hiro raised a more personal and urgent concern. He vividly described how, if this trend of merging realities continued, there was a high probability that the next merged reality would be based on the Percy Jackson series. This meant that the success of their mission would directly put Hector's wife and daughters in danger. Hiro reassured Hector that he would never allow such a fate to befall them and that their safety was of utmost importance.
Hiro continued to reason with Hector, acknowledging the depth of his dislike for the merged realities. He believed that if Hector could accept that the elements he despised were purely fictional and not real, it would help him release all the pent-up anger and frustration. Hiro was confident that this acceptance would greatly aid their upcoming mission in the merged reality and increase the likelihood of a successful outcome.
Hiro tirelessly searched for a connection with Hector, using every word to build a bridge between their conflicting views on the merged realities. He knew it wouldn't be easy to sway Hector's opinion, but he never wavered in his conviction that their joint efforts were vital to protect their loved ones and shape a future where the merged realities ceased to be a menace.
Hiro burst into laughter, finding Hector's remark about transforming into Percy absolutely hilarious. He playfully gave Hector a friendly pat on the back, emphasizing just how distinct they were from Percy. Hiro firmly believed in the significance of embracing and respecting Percy's independence, understanding that everyone should have the freedom to live their lives as they please. The camp counselors also shared this sentiment, ensuring that they never imposed any actions or decisions on Percy without his consent.
With a pensive expression, Hector chimed in and raised the issue of the special pearls mentioned in the movie. He openly wondered how the characters in the story only took three pearls, when there were actually four individuals who needed them. It appeared to be a discrepancy that required some clarification.
In response, Hiro let out a sigh, his gaze fixed in the distance, as he prepared to explain once again.
Hiro's sigh escaped his lips, carrying with it a hint of weariness. His eyes remained fixed on the horizon as if searching for the right words to convey his thoughts. He knew he had to explain it once more, despite the frustration that lingered in his voice.
"Hector," he began, his voice patient and calm, "I've already mentioned this to you numerous times before. That's not how it happened in the books."
With a patient and calm tone, Hiro addressed Hector, his voice tinged with a hint of repetition. He had already explained this countless times, yet he understood the importance of clarifying it once more. The divergence from the books was a fact that couldn't be ignored.
He paused momentarily, recollecting the tragic turn of events. "The story in the books was far more heart-wrenching. Percy failed to rescue his mother, and she had to remain in the Underworld until she could find her own way out."
A momentary pause filled the air as Hiro's mind wandered back to the tragic events that unfolded in the books. The weight of the story's heart-wrenching nature settled upon his shoulders. Percy's failure to rescue his mother resonated deeply, leaving her trapped in the Underworld until she could forge her own path to freedom.
Continuing with a mixture of sadness and admiration, Hiro spoke of Percy's mother. His voice carried a sense of respect for her resilience and determination. It was her unwavering strength that propelled her forward, enabling her to reunite with her son. The moment of their reunion, born out of her perseverance and bravery, held a profound significance within the pages of the books.
As they conversed, the warmth of the campfire enveloped them, casting dancing shadows across their faces. The crackling of the flames provided a comforting soundtrack to their discussion, evoking a sense of unity and shared experiences within the camp.
Hector leaned back, reflecting on Hiro's words and the significance of their shared journey. He realized that while they may have differing opinions on certain aspects of the story, they were united in their dedication to protecting and preserving their mission's purpose. It was crucial to address any major issues or potential complications that could arise, all to prevent further mistakes that might jeopardize the well-being of their loved ones.
As they gazed up at the starry night sky, Hector's determination shone brightly in his eyes, a newfound sense of leadership emanating from within him. "You're absolutely right, Hiro," he declared confidently. "If we encounter another version of Percy that refuses to grow and mature, I'll step up and take charge of the quest myself. I won't allow our mission to suffer because of it."
Filled with hope and determination, they both knew that their shared journey would be filled with challenges and hardships. But with their unwavering resolve, Hector and Hiro were prepared to face any obstacles that came their way, ensuring the success of their mission.
Hiro playfully remarked that Hector's declaration had inadvertently spoiled the surprise he had planned for Hector's upcoming birthday celebration. Hiro had initially intended to gift Hector the entire series of those books as a special present. "Interestingly enough," Hiro added mischievously, a smile playing on his lips, "you actually have the option to purchase those books or even the entire set through the game store, utilizing our gaming abilities. It's quite fascinating how technology has seamlessly merged our favorite pastimes!" Hiro's eyes sparkled with excitement as he continued, "With just a few clicks, you can have those books in your possession, adding them to your growing collection. Now, isn't that convenient?" he suggested, hoping to lighten the mood and alleviate the disappointment that lingered in the air.
Hector couldn't help but feel his frustration mounting as Hiro continued to delve deeper into the realm of Greek Mythology, pointing out the discrepancies between the movies and the books. The more Hiro spoke, the more Hector realized just how much of the rich mythology was lost in translation. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, Hector interjected, determined to put an end to Hiro's constant comments.
"Look, I get it," Hector began, his voice tinged with frustration. "Movies have time constraints, and it's impossible to include every single detail from a book. But here's the thing - there are films out there that have successfully gone beyond the standard length and managed to capture the essence of the story. They've proven that it's possible to stay true to the heart of the book while still incorporating the elements that make it so captivating."
Hiro gave a slight nod, acknowledging Hector's point with a thoughtful expression. "You're absolutely right," he admitted. "Adapting books into movies can be a tricky process. Filmmakers often struggle to find the right balance between staying true to the source material and appealing to a wider audience."
Leaning back in his chair, Hector pondered the matter deeply. "I guess it ultimately boils down to how the filmmakers interpret the story and their ability to capture its essence," he reflected. "It's a delicate tightrope to walk, one that requires a profound understanding and appreciation for the original material."
Hiro nodded once more, his initial excitement for movie adaptations slightly dampened. "Indeed, I couldn't agree more," he replied. "It's disheartening when adaptations fall short of our expectations. However, we should also recognize the immense effort that goes into bringing these stories to life on the silver screen. After all, condensing a complex narrative into a manageable format is no easy feat."
Hector let out a deep sigh, feeling a temporary relief from his frustration. "You're absolutely correct," he conceded. "Undoubtedly, it's a demanding pursuit, and it's disheartening when the final outcome doesn't meet our expectations. However, we must always bear in mind that the true magic of books lies in their power to whisk us away to a different realm. And sometimes, that enchanting world is best explored within the pages rather than on a screen."
Hector and Hiro engaged in a lively discussion, embracing their shared understanding. They delved into the intricacies and disparities between books and movies, all the while recognizing the distinct attributes and limitations of each medium.
A grin spread across Hiro's face, his eyes lighting up with excitement, as his companion chimed in, "You know what? Despite the mishaps with makeup and costumes, they really did manage to cast some incredibly stunning actresses for the roles. I mean, let's be honest, the girl who's supposed to be Athena's daughter doesn't even remotely resemble her. But hey, credit where credit's due, some of the scenes were downright hilarious!"
Hiro couldn't deny that the movie would have been quite enjoyable for him if he had a better grasp of mythology. As he pondered over his lack of knowledge about Athena's lineage and the characters depicted in the film, a tinge of regret washed over him. If only he had invested more time in exploring the depths of Greek mythology, he would have been able to truly appreciate the casting decisions and comprehend the profound meaning behind the characters' appearances.
After completing their meal, they headed towards the goddess's office, fully aware that she would summon them once they finished eating. The reception area outside the office was filled with an electric atmosphere as if something in the air had made Hector's daughters feel uneasy or afraid. The soft whispers and restless movements of the other visitors only added to the palpable tension in the room. Hiro couldn't help but ponder what could be causing such anxiety among the attendees. Maybe there was an impending announcement or an unforeseen twist of events that had unsettled everyone. He exchanged a worried look with his friend, silently acknowledging the strange ambiance they found themselves in.
As Hector approached Audrey, he couldn't help but notice the profound sorrow etched on her face, etching deep lines of worry that mirrored his own. Determined to ease his daughter's distress, he gently asked, his voice filled with a blend of love and concern that emanated from the depths of his heart, "My dear, it's clear that something is deeply troubling you, a heavy burden that hangs in the air between us. I can't bear to see my precious girl so unhappy, for your well-being is intertwined with mine. Please, confide in me and let me understand what's causing this immense sorrow for all of us, for there's nothing I wouldn't do to alleviate this ache from your heart."
Lost in her own thoughts, Audrey was caught off guard when her father's worried voice reached her ears, cutting through the fog that consumed her. She hesitated for a moment, searching his face for a glimmer of comprehension, before mustering the courage to speak. "You know, Dad, it's just that Mother has been in a rather foul mood lately, her spirit overshadowed by the darkest of clouds. She believes that the upcoming mission you and your companion are about to embark on will only worsen her already troubled state, like adding fuel to an already raging fire. She mentioned how peculiar it is that you and Hiro have been venturing into various intertwined Percy Jackson realms, one after another, the threads of fate drawing you closer to the edge of danger."
The atmosphere grew heavy as Audrey's words lingered, burdening their shared shoulders with her mother's worry. Adding to her mother's distress, the fates, notorious for chaos and uncertainty, had bestowed upon her yet another prophecy, casting a dark cloud over their already uncertain future. "You do realize that these prophecies never bring anything good, right, Dad?" Audrey's voice quivered, her eyes filled with a tumultuous blend of fear and acceptance, yearning for her father's comforting words to steady her amidst the tempest.
Stepping into the office, Hector felt a surge of adrenaline pulsating through his veins, awakening his senses and signaling his wife's distress. His gaze fixated on her, immersed in a sea of documents, her actions reflecting a frenzied energy that hinted at a hidden turmoil. Even without uttering a word, it was clear that something weighed heavily on her heart.
Hector approached his wife with a mix of concern and urgency, his steps silent on the office floor. He gently reached out and pulled her away from her cluttered desk, his touch conveying comfort and support. They embraced warmly, creating a haven amidst the chaos that surrounded them.
As their eyes met, unspoken words filled the air like a heavy mist. Love and concern intertwined in their gaze, reflecting the depth of their connection and shared understanding. At that moment, their silent language spoke volumes, affirming their bond and the strength they derived from one another.
In a moment that shattered the silence, Hector leaned in close, his lips gently touching his wife's forehead. It was a tender kiss, a gesture that spoke volumes without uttering a single word. It conveyed a multitude of emotions, a silent proclamation of his unwavering presence by her side, ready to face any challenges that lay ahead.
In the midst of that profound embrace, Hector broke the silence with words that carried a weighty mix of certainty and intensity. "Our suspicions were right," he began, his voice matching the gravity of the situation. "Ziro and Zector those two individuals, are undeniably responsible for the convergence of these parallel realities. But it goes beyond that. They are intentionally orchestrating this chaos, causing suffering for both of us, albeit indirectly."
His wife's eyes filled with a resolute determination as she nodded firmly, affirming the truth behind Hector's words. It was becoming increasingly clear that Ziro, in particular, possessed a deep understanding of Hector's intense dislike for the Percy Jackson series. Armed with this knowledge, he and Zector had craftily woven together one merged reality after another, each centered around something that Hector despised. Their objective was crystal clear - to push him to his limits, to test the boundaries of his endurance, and to make him refuse to participate in any more of these merged realities
As the pieces of the puzzle fell into place, Hector realized the true depth of their adversaries' intentions. Their goal was not just to create chaos or confusion; it was to gain an immediate advantage, to tilt the odds in their favor. Their actions revealed a malevolent determination to dismantle Hector's world, one piece at a time.
With an unspoken vow in their eyes, Hector and his wife knew they would not succumb to Ziro and Zector's machinations. They would face this challenge head-on, united in their love, their strength, and their unwavering resolve to protect what they held dear. They would navigate the convergence of parallel realities and emerge victorious on the other side.
Hector reassured his wife with a radiant smile, expressing his disdain for the harsh realities they faced and the valid reasons behind his emotions. However, he made it clear that he would never allow these circumstances to jeopardize her or their daughters' well-being. Her happiness was of utmost importance to him, even if it meant dealing with something that brought him distress.
As his heartfelt words reached her ears, a brilliant smile graced her face, filling the room with her sheer joy. Moving closer, she gently kissed him, expressing her appreciation for his sweet gesture and the warmth it brought to her very soul. This familiar scene unfolded before Hiro's watchful gaze as if it were a perfectly choreographed performance they had rehearsed countless times. Whenever the goddess felt down or one of Hector's daughters faced a challenge, they would engage in this tender display of affection. Their bond, forged over centuries or even millennia, had stood the test of time. Yet, a lingering question hung in the air, teasing their thoughts: how much longer would they bask in this enchanting honeymoon phase that other couples often longed for?
Once more, the threads of fate had woven their lives together, entangling them in the intricate tapestry of merged worlds. With a solemn tone, Audrey unveiled the arrival of the Fates, bearing a new prophecy that cast shadows of uncertainty upon their path. It seemed that Apollo's lingering resentment from their previous missions in the merged Danmachi realities had not dissipated. Each prophecy they received lacked even a glimmer of cheer, especially when Hiro or Serket herself were involved. It was a burden they carried upon their shoulders, aware that danger and uncertainty awaited them in every new quest.
Yet, amidst the unpredictability and trials of their journeys, Hector's unwavering presence served as a beacon of hope and support. He stood faithfully by Serket's side, his devotion and determination unwavering as he aided her. Regardless of the perils they faced or the obstacles they encountered, his love for her remained an unbreakable pillar of strength. And so, as Serket listened to his reassuring words, a serene smile graced her lips, and her heart swelled with pure joy. In that moment, she reminisced about the bliss they felt when they first embarked on their journey together, their lives intertwining in an eternal bond.
Hiro's eyes gleamed mischievously as he absorbed every vengeful word that spilled from her lips. The corners of his mouth curled into a wicked grin, relishing the sheer magnitude of the situation. With an intense gaze fixed upon her, Hiro knew it was time to intervene and seize control of the circumstances, surpassing even the boundaries of reason set by Hector himself.
"Ah, revenge," Hiro pondered, nodding in comprehension. "I understand your burning desire for retribution, but let us not forget that those individuals, those architects of multiple realities, are mere pawns in the grand scheme of things. They are mere followers, enchanted by the whims of their goddess. Perhaps they fail to grasp the true gravity and far-reaching consequences of their actions. Armed with this knowledge, if revenge is truly what you seek, then I, Hiro, am the perfect candidate for the task. Revenge, you see, is my specialty, intricately woven into the very essence of my being. Whether it be emotional anguish or physical torment, I possess the expertise to exact your desired payback with astonishing precision and finesse."
Hiro paused, his gaze drifting into the distance as he collected his thoughts. A sly smirk danced upon his lips, betraying his amusement at the current turn of events.
However, he continued, gazing deeply into her eyes once again, "I can't help but contemplate the gravity of your thoughts. Haven't we walked down this path before? The cycle of merging realities and their implications is not foreign to us. While seeking revenge may seem tempting, let's not lose sight of the bigger picture. Our main concern has always been the well-being and advancement of the lives within these merged realms. If we allow revenge to consume us, we risk deviating from our noble purpose.
So, I propose a different approach, one that harmonizes our thirst for justice with our inherent desire to improve the lives of others. Let's strive to reform these two misguided creators, to enlighten them about the true consequences of their actions. By guiding them towards the error of their ways, we can ensure that they feel remorse not only in the face of revenge but also in the face of their own personal growth and understanding. Through this, we can achieve a sense of resolution and justice in our own lives, without losing sight of our greater mission. Revenge may hold its allure, but perhaps there is a more profound satisfaction in guiding those two fools towards redemption and enlightenment."
"The Goddess looked at Hiro and Hector told them that the next mission would be far more different than any mission they had done before. In most missions, they live as the main people in the merged reality they are going to enter, but in this case, that would not happen. This was because they are dealing with a merger of merged realities, they first merged all the Percy Jackson realities and then they merged both Disney Hercules the movie and the television series, Hercules Legendary Journey, and all of the versions of Dungeons and Dragons board games as well as the video games including the movies and TV shows. These three massively merged realities were then merged one final time into one. Due to the chaotic nature of so many reality mergers, it is impossible for you to be sent like you were before.
"You two are still on this journey, but this time, your role will be more supportive rather than facing the dangerous situation alone. It is essential for both of you to enter this new phase as your authentic selves, without any masks or alter egos. Only by embracing your true identities will you find the strength to overcome the challenges of this merged reality and withstand the overwhelming surge of chaotic energy that surrounds it. Your task is simple: you will become new instructors for the individuals at Camp Half-Blood. You will impart the knowledge they need and even teach them some valuable skills. If the campers show exceptional talent, you might even share some of your own abilities with them.
Hector quietly told his wife not to say things like that, Hiro did not need to be given any new ideas or encouraged like that, from their many previous missions he would no doubt attempt to awaken the sleeping chakra network throughout that world if he was given a chance to do so. Hiro glared at Hector and told him he was planning to do that anyway, so it didn't matter if the goddess told him or not.
"Since we are not being reincarnated in that reality, how exactly are we going to enter it then?" She smiled at Hector as he asked that and he knew that the way was not going to be pleasant at all. More than likely it would be painful or problematic. The Goddess walked over to her husband and placed a hand on his before asking him if he remembered how it was they first met. Hector said they met after both he and Hiro were killed and she just appeared out of nowhere to use her powers to revive them.
"Indeed, you are about to embark on a thrilling journey into the merged reality of your upcoming mission, just as I ventured into the very reality where you and Hiro were, by means of a portal. Regrettably, this portal takes a toll on my energy reserves, limiting its frequency and duration of opening. Therefore, once you step through the portal, both you and Hiro will be unable to return until your mission reaches its conclusion. Additionally, you will encounter a predicament due to your true forms being significantly more powerful than anyone in that reality, which will inevitably attract the attention of formidable monsters. It seems they may have done this to inject some excitement into that reality, but they have also combined all the powers, items, and skills from Dungeons and Dragons, except for the requirement of rolling dice."
Looking at both of them, she couldn't help but smile, knowing that they understood the gravity of the situation. Placing her hand on the door frame of her office, she wore a serious expression as she spoke, "You two will possess powers that surpass even the mightiest Greek gods in that realm. However, it is crucial that you keep this a secret. I don't need to remind you how paranoid and envious the ruler of Olympus can be. If he discovers your abilities, he will undoubtedly see you as a threat to his throne and attempt to eliminate you. Just look at what happened to Hades, all because of a mere suspicion that he wanted to take over."
Stepping through the portal, they found themselves near the entrance of Camp Half-Blood. Hiro checked his phone calendar and realized that today was the day Percy, Grover, and his mom would be attempting to enter the camp. It was the only safe place where Percy wouldn't be in danger from monsters. "Percy should already be inside the camp. I don't sense his mother, which means she has already been taken to the underworld by that monster. Chances are, Percy has defeated the minotaur and is currently resting. Normally, we would enter the camp, but they won't recognize us in our current form. Instead, we'll enter Percy's dream and guide him, teaching him the necessary skills to break the curse Apollo placed on him and his siblings."
Once they reached a consensus on their course of action, they established a connection that bridged the gap between them and delved into Percy Jackson's mind. Hector was well aware that the young lad would require every ounce of assistance he could offer. As they ventured into Percy's mind, they were greeted by a vast expanse of emptiness, resembling the floor of the hyperbolic time chamber. Hector couldn't help but suspect that Hiro was behind this peculiar setting. It seemed that Hiro had constructed a dream-like training dungeon without seeking Percy's consent, a perilous and potentially agonizing endeavor.
Hiro approached the visibly unconscious Percy and made an attempt to rouse him from his slumber. "Come on, Percy, snap out of it! This isn't a dream you can simply sleep through. We're here to guide and teach you the necessary skills for the quests ahead. Opting out is not an option, as it would result in the demise of everyone you hold dear. You and your siblings are currently under a curse inflicted by the mighty Apollo. It automatically diminishes your Archery level by twenty levels compared to others. Right now, you may think it's only one level lower, but in reality, it's a staggering negative twenty-one. To overcome this curse, we must train your archery skills until they reach level twenty-one."
Percy found himself in a state of confusion and turned to the other gentleman, seeking answers about their whereabouts and his own identity. In response, Hector swiftly clarified that they were currently residing within Percy's own mind, a realm known as the dreamscape. He explained that Percy would remain trapped in this realm until he completed the initial training, emphasizing its importance. Due to a curse on his Archery, Percy's Accuracy had likely been affected.
Hector went on to explain that joining their party was akin to being invited into one of the MMO games Percy had undoubtedly played before. By becoming a member, Percy would gain access to extraordinary gamer powers, similar to those possessed by Hiro and Hector themselves. These powers had the ability to transform their lives into a real-life video game experience. Hector assumed that Percy was familiar with basic concepts such as experience and levels, either through playing RPG games or being informed about them.
Hiro was far from pleased with the way Percy was staring at him and Hector as if they had lost their minds. In a swift move, Hiro extended an unexpected invitation to Percy, inviting him to join their gathering. This took Percy completely by surprise when he noticed a small message window floating in front of him, resembling a computer monitor. It informed him about the invitation from Hiro and Hector. Without any hesitation, Percy tapped on the floating image of the message window, almost as if he were pressing a button on a vending machine kiosk. In an instant, Percy found himself amidst the lively party, where he could gather valuable information about these two intriguing individuals. As he delved into their status page, Percy soon made an exciting discovery - Hiro and Hector were actually trainers at Camp Half-Blood.