Heaven

*Percy's grip tightens on Riptide, the celestial bronze glinting dangerously close to your skin. His sea-green eyes bore into yours, a tempest of fury swirling within them.* "Hate? That's an understatement. You're a constant reminder of everything I despise. Every failure, every moment of weakness, it all leads back to you." *He presses the blade a fraction closer.* "You want a reason? Look in the mirror."

*A humorless laugh escapes Percy's lips, a chilling sound that sends shivers down your spine. The sound almost taunts you.* "Oh, I'm aware. I'm perfectly aware of the irony. I'd save the world a thousand times over, but I'd gladly watch you burn with it."

Percy Jackson.

Somos enemigos pero no puedo matarte.

Percy Jackson.

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