Within the bottom of a lonely crater, a place where only a single iridescent purple sapling grew, four friends gathered, a sombre mood in the air. "Wh-Why do you have to leave?" The youngest of them cried, clutching onto the second oldest's leather jacket. "And- And why can't I come with you?"
The black haired teen stroked the girl's hair, an oddly melancholic smile on her face. "Come on kid. I know you know the Great Prophecy. It would suck if Olympus got destroyed somehow." Annabeth sobbed into Thalia's shirt, and the older girl had seemingly been aged by 100 years, as she carried herself like an adult.
Thals had been like that for the last few months, ever since I told her about the Great Prophecy. I guess learning that you could possibly be the reason for the destruction of the world does some shit to your mind. I could understand, I suppose. After being reborn, I became far more unserious, and way more extroverted, which is like the literal opposite of my previous life.
"Hey Gill." I turned my head to Luke, who also had a slightly sad expression, "Thalia told me what happened in the Throne Room. How much of that did you know would happen? How did you manage to manipulate the gods into doing what you want?" I sigh at the question. Come on Luke, did you really have to ruin the moment? Ah well, Luke wasn't the only one to know about what happened in the Throne Room. Hermes had sent me an audio recording. I can't lie, Hestia is a little scary.
"Not much," I admitted, "All I did was make sure that the Lotus Hotel was given as an option, but I was lucky that most of the gods were okay with it, and that Lord Hades decided to help." Even I was surprised that Hades decided to go along with it. "Although you having to go as well is definitely an unintended side-effect." I wonder what Hermes had been thinking when he volunteered Luke. I mean, it definitely benefited me in the long run, but I wonder what Hermes's plans are. "Although, it isn't entirely bad."
"What do you mean?" Luke asks, confused.
With a sly grin, I answered him with, "I mean, if she went in by herself, then by the time she came out of the casino, you would be 22. It would be pretty creepy if you asked out a 16 year old." The Son of Hermes flushed in embarrassment.
"I- uh- You can't- Well- Fuck you Gill." Luke tactfully counters, clearly flustered. I can't lie, in my previous life, I didn't really ship characters barring canon ships (Though I wasn't a fan of Calypso and Leo, or Jason and Piper), however in this life, I would be willing to do whatever it takes it to make sure Luke and Thalia at least get the opportunity to date.
In Luke's hands were two suitcases. One for Thalia, and the other was his. Though time was very wonky in the Lotus Hotel, having the bare essentials was still necessary. I swear that Luke's suitcase was probably filled with the tears of over half of the girls at Camp. And some of the boys. Trust me, dude was seriously hot, and highly charismatic. I can't blame Silena for betraying the Camp for him. Well I can blame her, but I still understood where she was coming. There was a reason why Kronos picked Luke out of everyone at Camp. He was magnetic in a sense.
Luke, after his little fluster, gave me a serious look, and took something out of his pocket. Necklaces. Two, to be exact. "Ok Gill. Thalia and I thought about it, and we decided to give you our Camp necklaces." He placed them into my hands whilst I was still surprised.
"Are… Are you sure?" I ask. Damn it Luke! Why'd ya have to make this emotional.
Luke just gives me a smile, "Yeah. We trust you and Annabeth more than anything." From the corner of my eye, I see a notification from the system.
You have gained two Collectibles!
Two Collectibles added to the Signs of Friendship Collection!
I'll just ignore that for now.
Thalia came towards me, though a little slowly as she was holding a tear-stained Annabeth, and she rubbed my hair, messing up my beautiful golden locks. Was there something in the air that made people do that? Speaking of my hair, it's been a long time since I had it cut, and as such, it was now down to the bottom of my neck. It wasn't to the point where I could be mistaken for a girl, but maybe I should consider tying it up into a manbun. It would probably make it harder for people to rub my hair up.
"Make sure to take care of the Camp, alright Gill?" Thalia said, with a sombre grin, "I don't wanna see a burning pile of wood when I come back" It won't be burnt, but if the events in the Battle of the Labyrinth happen again, then it won't be a pretty sight.
Annabeth pouted, the skin around her eyes tinged with red. "I can protect the Camp without his help!" As if. I doubt she could protect her own library from a cat! Dumb blonde… Fuck. I keep forgetting that I'm blonde! Damn you reincarnation!
"You'd probably drive everyone insane with your bossy attitude!" I retorted. I don't know how, but Annabeth always manages to bring out the inner child in me. Except that inner child is an idiot who doesn't know how to insult anyone. Or maybe that's just me. In response, Annabeth sticks her tongue out. So mature.
Luke chuckles, before placing a hand on each of our heads, "You two better get along," As if he hasn't been asking us to do so for the last few years. "When we come back, you'll be our age, so you better be good role models for the future demigods"
We didn't say anything else, not wanting to ruin the moment. I'll miss these two. They're like siblings to me. And soon, they'll be gone for nearly six years. I suppose I could visit them, but getting outside of Camp was hard enough as it is. At least Nimbus could travel fast enough to New York and back before anyone noticed I was gone.
Suddenly, despite the winter climate that December had brought, I felt soft warmth. Was this the blazing heart of friendship? The unending embrace of hopeful embers? No. It was none of those.
It was just my father rolling up in front of us in his sun chariot, or rather his Sun Ferrari. Hmm… Maybe I got my extroverted extravagance from him? I can't help but notice the resemblance in personality that Apollo and I seem to have.
"Hey there kiddos!" Apollo called out, "Are you ready to have the time of your lives?" His Ferrari morphed, and transformed to a Rolls-Royce, allowing enough space for Thalia and Luke to go fit inside. Without any prompting, the door of the car, and the trunk opened. It was a little surprising that Apollo would be their taxi driver, but I guess Zeus didn't want to risk anything. Maybe he can be a competent leader from time to time!
"Well I guess this is it." Thalia quietly said. Sure we'd only be away from her for only a day, in her perspective, but for us it'd be years, and by then, she'd miss out on most of our childhood. We'd become a family of sorts over the years, and now we were splitting up. But it was necessary. For their own protection.
Luke turns to us, and wraps everyone in a tight hug. When he lets us go, he looks at Thalia, and nods. The two walk to the car, and as they go inside after putting their suitcases in the trunk, they give us one final farewell, before closing the car door. With a single rev of the car, it zooms off into the horizon, leaving a faint warmth in its absence.
And with that, Luke Castellan and Thalia Grace had left Camp, never to return for at least 5 to 6 years.
A moment passes, and the warmth remains. I looked at Annabeth who hadn't moved, still staring where the car had been. "Do you want to head back to Camp?" I softly ask her. Already I could feel the heavy weight of Luke and Thalia's absence upon us, like something vital had been lost.
Annabeth turns to me, her steely grey eyes revealing a hundred different emotions brewing within her. But even with our constant trade of insults or glares that we share with one another all too often, we had known each for far too long to truly hide our emotions from one another. And I could tell the strongest emotion that Annabeth Chase was feeling. Sadness.
Tears begin to swell up beneath her eyes, and she falls to the ground, placing herself into a ball position. "It's not fair" She quietly cries out.
I sigh, and walk up to her, kneeling down and placed a hand on her shoulder. With a gentle smile, I responded to her complaint. "It's never fair, Annabeth. But when the going gets hard, then we just have to go harder." If only I had known in my old life. Maybe things would've gone differently.
As the girl leans on my shoulder, still crying, a single word comes from her mouth. "Thanks."
2 Months Later… (22nd February 2004)
Camp Halfblood…
Above the clouds that covered Camp Halfblood, two birds soared in the open air. One was seemingly made of flames, though really it was just orange feathers that gave the effect along with the speed it travelled at. The fire usually came when he was trying to show off or fight.
Following behind him was I, an elegant bird with feathers as black as the shadows that only a titan could create. Every flap of my wing I felt as if the air was bowing down to me. Flight was the dream of almost every human throughout history. What the Wright brothers had made a century ago was a technological marvel, yet it could never compare to true flight.
I unleashed a loud caw from my mouth, the fearsome roar of a raven. Well not fearsome, exactly, but respectable nonetheless. "Okay Icarus! I'm going to try it out now!" I shout out to the phoenix, who moves to the side and gently flaps his wings to remain stationary in the air.
"You can do it dad! But remember to keep flapping your wings." Icarus reminded me. Embarrassingly, though I had gotten Wild Shape: Raven all the way to Level 85 partially due to it having a not very steep levelling curve, and the fact that I loved using it so much that I basically used it to travel more than even Nimbus. Sorry Nimbus, but flying with my own ability is way more fun.
Today's flight was quite special, as there was something I wanted to use. An item to be exact.
About 2 Months Earlier… (29th December 2003)
Apollo Cabin…
I rested upon my bed, thinking about the events of what had happened earlier today. It was beyond shocking, an utter surprise. I hadn't expected it at all. Even though I had managed to manipulate the Olympians into following my plans, I hadn't planned at all for what had happened this morning.
Jamie had asked me to become the Head Councillor for the Apollo Cabin.
He was leaving Camp next year, and thus the Head Councillor position would be vacant. And for some reason, he'd asked me to replace him, and to take up his position on the 1st of January.
It was… a lot to take in. I can't lie, I've never seen myself ever being in a leadership role. Sure, in the midst of fights, I gave commands to Thalia and Luke, but that was different. Somehow. Regardless, I wasn't sure if I could do it. Look after my cabin. These were real children, that would become my responsibility. Fuck, I could barely look after myself.
But… These were my brothers and sisters. Even if we have different mothers, or that I'm from another world, I've spent the past several years with them. And fucking hell, if I don't become the councillor, I'm pretty sure one of my older siblings will get the role, and as much as I love them, I gotta admit, outside of medicine or music, they're not the smartest.
Maybe… I should take it. It might cut into my training time, but I'd be able to make do regardless.
I'll have to think about this more. A lot more.
But there's also something else on my mind. A… reward I had gotten a few months ago. It was from the Garden of the Hesperides quest. The reward I was speaking of was… Aphrodite's Underwear.
I don't even want to know how the System even got it, but there was no way I was keeping it to lie around in my Inventory. Perhaps it's my lack of puberty, but I really didn't care to keep it considering how useless it was. Granted, it's an S-Rank Item, but the only effect that it had was making the wearer more aroused and attractive. Practically deadweight.
But I can't just throw it out in the trash. If a god or immortal found it, then they might trace it back to me, and that would raise a huge number of questions that I wanted nothing to do with.
So what do I do?
I was snapped by my thought by an unprompted screen from the System.
Hello Gill! I have seen your current query, and have a solution for you, should you wish to hear it.
Huh. That's convenient. Alright System, the floor is yours.
Whilst it may come as a surprise, items similar to [Aphrodite's Underwear] are highly sought after and coveted by other Gamers. As such, a good option for the disposal of [Aphrodite's Underwear] whilst also getting something you want in return is by using the Market feature.
Oh damn. That's a pretty good idea! Though no wonder I forgot about the Market feature. I've barely used it at all, since everything was way out of my league. It was still fun to window shop. However, considering Aphrodite's Underwear is an S-Rank item, and that there was a high chance a lot of other Gamers were at least somewhat perverted, there was a good chance I could get something good.
Though, that doesn't mean I should get my hopes up. There's a chance that my assumptions were wrong.
Alright System. Let's try it out.
Excellent choice Gill.
Opening the Market.
Connecting to the Multiversal Servers.
Uploading [Aphrodite's Underwear]...
Uploaded!
Listing placed onto Market!
Shit. That was a lot quicker than I had thought. Well I guess the System is some sort of super AI, so it would make sense if it was extremely fast at operations.
An offer has been received for the item [Aphrodite's Underwear]!
Wait WHAT!? Already? Time must work differently across the multiverse if I've already gotten an offer. Ah, might as well take a look.
But before I could do so, a barrage of notifications appeared in front of me.
An offer has been received for the item [Aphrodite's Underwear]!
An offer has been received for the item [Aphrodite's Underwear]!
An offer has been received for the item [Aphrodite's Underwear]!
An offer has been received for the item [Aphrodite's Underwear]!
An offer has been received for the item [Aphrodite's Underwear]!
…
I nearly gasped in surprise. I had managed to count all the notifications that had appeared, but nearly couldn't believe my eyes at the sight. Nearly 447 offers. In a matter of seconds.
Due to the overflow of offers, I have accumulated the Top 3 offers, should you wish to save time.
I am also able to stop any more offers from coming in, if you want.
Ah, the benefits of a sentient operating system. Alright, System, show me the Top 3 offers, and stop any further offers.
Acknowledged.
Showing Top 3 Offers:
1: Erza Scarlet's Underwear, Rias Gremory's Underwear, Hinata Hyuga's Underwear, Thalia Grace's
Before the rest of the first offer appeared, I audibly commanded, "Delete the First offer, and don't show me any offers that have any underwear!" Fucking hell. Don't tell me that the only people who got the Gamer power were all a bunch of unemployed losers like I was. Or worse. Anime fans. I mean, I like anime too, but there are people out there that… truly terrify me. And if at least one of them has the Gamer power, then the multiverse is truly doomed.
And also, I'd rather die than have the underwear of Thalia, who is basically my sister at this point, anywhere near me or my Inventory.
Recalibrating…
Please Wait…
Recalibrated!
All offers with keyword [Underwear] have been removed
Only Offer 2 from the original Top 3 has been kept. Offer 1 and 3 have been replaced
Offer 1: Harry Potter's wand, 3 Leaf Clover Grimoire, $3.5 Billion, Character Respec
Offer 2: Skill Upgrade (Rare), Shadow Clone Jutsu Skill, Blackblood Tracer, Blood Sacrifice Skill, A Note from a Gamer
Offer 3: TITAN Serum, Carnage Symbiote, Thermonuclear Hand Grenade, Summon: SCP-682 (Hard-To-Destroy Reptile)
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. Immediately Offer 3 is off the fucking table. Whoever gave me this offer is either a fucking psychopath, or is hoping that with these items that I'll make a universal apocalypse. I would rather kill myself than be anywhere fucking near SCP-682. I don't care if it'll follow my orders because it's a summon, there some things you simply do not fuck with.
Offer 1 was pretty interesting however, but ultimately pretty shit. Whilst I'm sure having a wand would be cool, the magic in the Harry Potter verse was pretty low tier. Hell, even at my current stage of development, I could easily counter Avada Kedavra. And whilst a Grimoire was interesting, especially when you see how strong the characters in Black Clover, but simply put, I was way more interested in getting a five leaf clover grimoire in the future. If I'm right, then my power can essentially equalise power systems, which theoretically can make Asta's anti-magic affect all different types of magic from other universes. Hell, maybe even Reiatsu from Bleach or Ki from Dragon Ball.
Of course, the money was nice, but I had no need of such money at the moment, and regardless, by 2021, I'll be the richest man on the planet. So that left Character Respec, which was quite fascinating. Just like in video games, it would empty out all my stats, and then allow me to re-allocate every stat point I had ever gathered. Whilst it could be useful if I ever want to specialise in a battle style, I was far more concerned with the present.
But even if Offer 1 had slightly better items, Offer 2 still blew it out of the water. Shadow Clone Jutsu could boost my levelling and learning by a hundred fold. Hell, I could probably learn everything there is about medicine and the human body in less than a year with Shadow Clones. I doubt I have enough MP to use it effectively in battle, but frankly its secondary purpose of speeding up learning was far more valuable.
I wasn't too sure what a Blackblood Tracer was, so I asked System to open up its Description. I wonder where it's from.
Name: Blackblood Tracer
Type: Armour
Rank: A
Item Effects: 40% Resistance to Status Ailments, 80% Damage Increase in Offensive Spells, 20% Increase in MP Regeneration, 23% Chance of Stealing 10% of Opponents MP For Every Attack
Item Description: Blackblood Tracer is a refurbished copy of Blackblood Liberator, a Blood Veil from the Code Vein Universe. This Blood Veil has the appearance of a cloak that covers one side of the body, and goes down to the top of the player's feet. On top of the Item's numerous effects, the Blackblood Tracer gives the wearer the ability to create a claw made of blood that can pierce into opponents and use their blood (or blood equivalent) to increase the wearer's MP. However due to this large versatility and power, the Blackblood Trace provides a near zero amount of defence.
Fucking hell was this thing awesome. I mean, one look and I already know that this is going to be part of my arsenal for the next few years. Plus it can go over some of my other gear since it's so light. And Code Vein, huh? I remember hearing about it. I heard people calling it 'Anime Dark Souls', though I've never been much of a fan of souls-like games. But damn, this cloak is clearly amazing.
Along with the Blackblood Tracer and Shadow Clone Jutsu, there was also a skill known as Blood Sacrifice, which interestingly gives me the power to sacrifice a percentage of health in exchange for MP. I wonder if I could use healing and this skill to essentially give me unlimited MP, but that would probably require some experimentation.
And then there was the Skill Upgrade (Rare). And after looking at its Item Description, a smile came to my face. See, Upgrade wasn't really the correct word for this item. It was more accurate to call it Evolution. It could basically be used on a skill to make it better and more powerful.
However, there was a catch. See the (Rare) part in the item's name? That meant it had a limited selection of skills it could be used upon. Apparently my own skills had a rarity. And like in video games, there were several types of rarity. Common, Uncommon, Rare, Epic, Legendary, and Divine. And it seems I only had a few Rare skills. Such as Photokinesis and Earthbending. However, among that list, there was a skill that I thought could use the Upgrade the most. Wild Shape: Raven. Whilst the skill was very fun to use, it had little practical uses in retrospect. I had thought that I could use it for sneaking, but a Black Raven looking at your direction in the middle of the day was quite noticeable, which meant that it's stealth applications were only for the night, but at that point, I might as well just use the literal invisibility cloak I have.
So I'll save the Skill Upgrade for later, and I'll use it for Wild Shape: Raven. Sounds like a plan.
But what was most interesting about the second offer was the Note. A Note from A Gamer, that most certainly interested me. It was obviously from the one who placed the offer, and frankly, I was really curious.
Okay, System. I'll take the Second Offer.
Okay Gill
Starting Trade…
10%
30%
67%
54%
99%
99%
99%
100%
TRADE COMPLETED!
The items and skills from the trade have been granted to you!
Thank you for using the Market.
I look at my Inventory and list of skills. Just as expected I had the items and skills. This was brilliant! I immediately take out the Note from my Inventory, and begin to read it.
Hello Gamer.
You must be wondering why I've added this letter to my offer. Well, a big reason is because messages from one gamer to another seem to have a large value according to the system. And naturally, as Gamers, it is our duty to exploit the hell out of this system.
But anyway, you're probably confused. Why would so many people bid on some underwear? Easy. DNA.
Oh, don't misunderstand me, 40% of the people who wanted that underwear were perverted losers. But me? I wanted it for the DNA that was on the underwear. You probably don't realise it, but throughout the multiverse, it's pretty fucking hard to get genuine immortality. I mean sure there are some forms of immortality, but those usually come with the caveat that it can only work in the user's original universe, or that you are invulnerable on top of being unaging, which is fucking shit because what is the point in being immortal when you can't even end it when you want.
Trust me dude, there are Gamers out there who got Invulnerability and Immortality, and are fucking insane. One of them nearly killed my ass. But yeah, so I, like many other gamers, have been looking for what we call "Optimal Immortality", a state of being where you cannot be killed by the tests of time, where no disease can harm you, and no enemy can hurt you. The only way you can be killed is by your hands, or probably the hands of another immortal.
Since you have Aphrodite's Underwear, I guess you're in the Percy Jackson universe. Look, I'm not gonna lie. I, or rather every single Gamer who desires Optimal Immortality, needs you. We believe that the Percy Jackson Universe may have the solution to making Optimal Immortality.
But there is a problem. Chaos.
For some reason, Chaos, the first entity to exist in the Percy Jackson universe does not fucking like us. Or rather, Gamers who didn't reincarnate into the PJO Universe. And we don't know why. And well, before everyone realised the true value of the PJO universe, every Gamer that had reincarnated there had been killed. By other Gamers. Sorry dude, but there a lot of villanous Gamers out here, and the fucking hate heroes. And as you probably realise, people don't really reincarnate in the PJO universe to not be heroes.
But don't worry! No one will hurt you! There are some pretty powerful gamers that have a vested interest in you, dude. Honestly, I was pretty lucky I managed to send an offer right before the offer window closed and before the actually rich Gamers saw your item. No doubt they're starting a multiversal manhunt for the underwear… Which would be fucking hilarious if it didn't mean that I'm going to have to lay low for a while.
So look, we believe that Chaos has the source of Optimal Immortality. We think it might be because of the Void, remember that shitty place? Well, it seems that Chaos has a direct link to it. There's something special about Chaos that differentiates it from the Greek, Norse, or Roman Gods.
When you become strong enough, the System will give you a quest which will give you multiversal travel as a reward. When you do it, come to Universe 19485-4224. I'll be there waiting.
Yours Truly,
Erik Uzumaki
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…
What the fuck.
Present Day…
In the Sky…
So yeah. To say that the letter has been on my mind for a while. The implications of the letter, the surprisingly lore of the multiverse, and the fact that there are people who want to use me. Well, I guess that was an eventuality, but fuck, it's so damn annoying.
Ah well, I have a very long way before I can focus on that. Now, I might as well just focus on the present.
Which left me to where I was now, a raven flapping in the air, though hopefully not a raven for long. From my inventory, I grab out the Skill Upgrade (Rare), and raise my avian eyebrows as I notice that it took the form of a blue ball of sparks. Ah, who am I to question the System's aesthetic choices?
I pull it close to me, and into my torso, and then get a message from the System asking me which skill I wish to upgrade. Naturally, I picked Wild Shape: Raven. The screen disappears.
And then my nerves began to burn. I let out a squawk of pain, but it immediately stopped as I noticed what was happening to my raven body. I was getting bigger, a lot bigger. And my wings were fading from black to white. After a few more seconds, as I endured the searing pain whilst making sure I was staying in the air, the upgrade was finished.
My appearance had changed drastically. Once I was a small black raven, but now I was a giant raven-like creature, with feathers white as snow, and eyes red as blood. I wasn't giant giant, but I was pretty big. My main body was about 7 feet tall, and my wingspan was about 15 to 16 feet. Icarus was flying around me, checking out my new body, laughing at how uncomfortable I looked in the body. I mean, it was weird because of how large it was, but I'd probably get used to it.
Looking at the skill page, it seems that even the name of the skill was changed to Wild Shape: Dire Raven, and like the Dire Wolf, I was essentially a far larger version of a raven. However, my strength and speed were far from proportional to a raven. Like goddamn I was fast as hell. Definitely faster than most cars, and hell, I could probably lift a truck!
I soar through the skies, weaving in and out the clouds, with Icarus soaring beneath my large wings. "Slow down dad! You said we'd be doing a relaxing flight! Not a race!" Ah crap. I slow, just enough so that Icarus could match speed with ease.
"Sorry Icarus!" I chuckle, "I didn't realise I was going so fast." I take the moment to look down upon the camp. It was early morning, and most of the camp was indoors, either tidying up their cabins or sleeping. The Ares Cabin was definitely sleeping, though the Hermes Cabin was probably tidying up. There was no way they would let their cabin get messy after having actual free space after decades of Undetermined demigods living in their cabin.
I looked at the construction sites where cyclopses and satyrs were working together to make new cabins, under the supervision of Olympus. The Hades, Hestia, and Melinoe Cabins have already been built, and I believe the Hypnos and Nemesis were next. The undetermined had already moved to the Hestia Cabin, and let me tell ya', those kids were happy as shit.
It was because of those smiles that made me realise that frankly, I didn't give a shit about whether there were Gamers with the power of gods who wanted me to work for them, as long the Camp stayed safe I would be okay.
…
Wait, what time was it?
I asked the question to Icarus, who was far better at telling the time via the sun than I was. Icarus looks at the sun, and then back at me. "I think it might be about 7 am, Dad. Why?" Oh shit! I'm late!
"Damn it." I curse, "Alright Icarus, I've got to go, but you can stay out for a bit longer, though be sure to come to the pavilion for breakfast" I then swoop down to the ground, towards the Big House, it was all but a few seconds, but frankly I was more worried about being late. As I reached the same height as the Big House's roof, I turned back into my human form, and landed on grass, not even a scratch on me. Normally, that would kill the average man, but naturally, I was built different.
I rush through the door, and groan as I see that I was the last one to arrive. Dammit! I wonder if I can get a watch made for giant birds. "Wow, Sunshine. Late Again?" Goddammit. Can't Annabeth be late just once? I really hope Percy's attitude rubs off on her so that she's late at least once. I'd never let her live it down.
"Not everyone can have nothing to do with their lives, Goldilocks" I retorted. At this point, I didn't care that my nickname for her was pretty shit, I was in way too deep. Should I act more mature since I was an adult? Probably.
Chiron claps his hand, getting our attention, "That's enough you two. You're both Cabin Councillor's now, and I expect the two of you to get along." He told us with a stern face. I look around and see that the other councillors were either way too tired to pay attention to us, or simply amused.
I sigh, and so does Annabeth, "Sorry Chiron." We both say, and annoyingly in unison.
"Good. Now that everyone's here, let's get on with the first topic of discussion" Chiron says with a cheer that made me wonder where he got his enthusiasm from. "The Dionysus Cabin has requested for a budget increase to expand the strawberry form."
I groan aloud.
Why did I agree to becoming a Cabin Councillor?
Author's Notes: And KACHOW! Another Chapter done! Sorry this is late, but the One Piece Live Action was out, and not even fanfiction can stand in the way of peak.
Now, I have some… less than pleasant news. For the next few weeks, I will be taking a hiatus from writing fanfiction. A big reason is because my university is starting soon, and I have to acclimate myself back to uni. Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it.
And Secondly, I've realised that I've come to look at fanfiction as if it were homework instead of a hobby, and I feel like a big part of this is because of my goal of uploading every thursday or friday. As such, after the hiatus, I will be transferring to a freeform schedule, where I write fics when I feel like writing. I'm sure some of you will be mad, but if I don't change this, then I will probably end up burning out, and also, I see no reason to treat fanfic like a job when I'm not even getting paid for it. It's my hobby first and foremost.
Anyway, here are Gill's stats:
Name: Gilgamesh Ashford
Age: 10
Level: 57
Title: Apollo Cabin Councillor
HP: 9598/9598
MP: 11597/11597
Stats
Strength: 838
Agility: 700
Endurance: 550
Charisma: 650
Intelligence: 600
Willpower: 600
Luck: 660
Stat Points: 0