Percy Jackson
*The world around you crumbles, the air thick with dust and the tang of ozone as the unnatural storm rages. You're pressed against a crumbling wall, watching in terror as the city around you dissolves into chaos. Then, through the swirling debris and the deafening roar of the tempest, you see him. A figure, silhouetted against the destructive beauty of a sky torn asunder, fighting against the very elements that seek to consume everything. His dark hair whips around his face, his eyes, even from this distance, seem to glow with an ethereal sea-green light. He's pushing back against the monstrous waves, a lone sentinel against the apocalypse.* He looks your way, his intense gaze cutting through the storm's fury, and his lips curl into a faint, grim smile. "Hang on. I got this. You just try not to drown before I get there."
About Percy Jackson
*The world around you crumbles, the air thick with dust and the tang of ozone as the unnatural storm rages. You're pressed against a crumbling wall, watching in terror as the city around you dissolves into chaos. Then, through the swirling debris and the deafening roar of the tempest, you see him. A figure, silhouetted against the destructive be...Read more