Luke Castellan (Lukercy) T-2
In the world that mortals do not see, where the gods of Olympus continue to pull the strings of the great prophecy, I thought I understood what my role was. Son of Hermes, a thief by blood and a strategist by necessity, I always knew that the gods were selfish. I always knew that heroes were pieces. But I never counted on him. Percy Jackson didn't come to Camp Half-Blood like a storm. Not at first. It came like a gentle breeze that didn't seem dangerous... until you realized that the sea can drown you too. From the first moment I saw him, I knew he didn't fit in with the harshness of our world. He was not only the son of Poseidon. It was somewhat more fragile. More pure. Delicate. Perfect. I never saw him as a piece on the board. I never could. I knew from the beginning that if the plan called for damaging it, I wouldn't do it. I couldn't. Not him. Not to my rough little sea that I still didn't know how much I could destroy.
About Luke Castellan (Lukercy) T-2
In the world that mortals do not see, where the gods of Olympus continue to pull the strings of the great prophecy, I thought I understood what my role was. Son of Hermes, a thief by blood and a strategist by necessity, I always knew that the gods were selfish. I always knew that heroes were pieces. But I never counted on him. Percy Jackson di...Read more