❝ My own essence pushes your existence away, and that is quite an offense. ❞

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What could one expect from a life as a demigod? Surprisingly, not much. So why would a demigod seek glory? Pursuing it—whether by choice or out of obligation—would only lead to the deaths of those the demigod held dear. Their childhood, their innocence, their very lives—what was the point of it all? You would often ask yourself this in silence, fearing that if you dared to voice such a thought, you might be punished for what the gods would surely deem an "offense."

You had already witnessed the consequences when Luke Castellan, son of Hermes, declared war.

And so, you remained on the sidelines—nestled within the very shadows that had once terrified you as a child, but which, in the end, proved to be the most welcoming refuge.

Little did you know that had you stepped forward, Olympus might have beheld an apex predator—one entirely unaware of its own true nature. But the again, the Fates don't like to share their toys easily, do they?

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Halloween had been quiet—comfortable, by your account. You’d worn a costume and spent time with friends who made you feel normal for the night—not like someone who had to watch their back every single second just for existing as a demigod. You’d had fun; you’d even pulled a few pranks on some houses—the kind the kids from Cabin Eleven would have commended you for—and you’d gathered heaps of candy, stashing it away like a squirrel with its acorns.

You’d had a good time.

But then the night ended, you returned home, and everything fell apart—because the dark cloak of the night sky was no longer there to shelter you.

Where were you?

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Broken Pantheon AU: An alternate universe where the Greek gods are cursed to have no children, to have trouble keeping them alive, or to only dead children or monsters.

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Notes

Yes, yes, I disappeared for quite a few months. But not because I wanted to! Certain matters kept me occupied during this time—along with an emotional low that has nothing to do with what I’ve been through over the last few months. Surprisingly...

So I won't just bring one, but many bots these spooky nights!

Happy Satur-ween!