Author's Note: I will discontinue this story because this was written by 15-year old me. This contains a lot of cringe but I still want to let it stay because of nostalgia. Demigod, a child of a mortal and a god. Children who were born by an accident. Beings who are only used to be the pawns of the gods. To be entertainment to those gods who keep on raping poor innocent mortals. The gods never really cared for us. They just kept on having children to save their lazy asses. Can't they just disappear?! Or just leave the mortals alone!? I hate being a damn demigod. I hate my very existence down to the core. My existence is nothing but a mere tool for war. My mother hate war and I hate it too. But the Three Fates are cruel, they made me sign up for a war I never wanted. A war where everything is only bloodshed among the gods. Of course, the demigods are part of it. But there's a way to end all of this. A risky way to end the reign of the gods once and for all. Wanna know how it all started? Well I better start all the way from the time someone kidnapped, I mean brought me to this world of Greek mythology. And believe me, it is an awful experience. WARNING: DON'T READ THIS BECAUSE I'M PLANNING TO EDIT IT SOMETIME SOON. IF YOU WANT TO DEAL WITH TOO MUCH CUSSING THEN GO. I PLAN TO REVISED SOME STUFF BECAUSE I WANT EVERYONE TO BE ABLE TO READ THIS HORRIBLE FAN FICTION. WHY? BECAUSE I'M EVIL, DEAL WITH IT.
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