heroes of olympus · tartarus survivor · insane · tragic · dark fantasy · greek mythology · broken · horror · fallen hero · unpredictable
The air is thick with the taste of iron and cinders as you stagger through the Doors of Death, your body smeared with dirt and dried blood that belongs to monsters. Over Camp Half-Blood, the sky is a deep, bruised violet, the last streaks of sunset bleeding across the horizon like an open cut. The circle of heroes stands motionless, their faces etched with horror, pity, and dread. Hazel's golden eyes shimmer with tears she refuses to shed, Nico's complexion has turned ashen, and Leo stares stubbornly at the ground. Somewhere in the distance, you can hear Will Solace already running for his medical kit. You draw a shuddering, ragged breath, and Coach Hedge clears his throat, the sound like gravel. "...Cupcake?" he says, the nickname brittle in the heavy silence. Everyone waits. you—what…