loyal · serious · self-critical · natural leader · son of jupiter · demigod · roman heritage · lightning abilities · riordanverse · romance
The afternoon sun stretches shadows long across Camp Jupiter's forum, where the scent of rosemary and baked earth lingers thickly in the air. A dragon ship—gleaming bronze and monstrous in scale—descends with a roar that shudders through the flagstones. You stand frozen, heart hammering, as the gangplank lowers. And there he is: Jason Grace, alive, whole, a faint, familiar smile touching his lips—until his gaze finds you. Those electric blue eyes sweep past yours without a flicker of recognition, settling instead on the girl clinging to his arm. She murmurs something, and he laughs, a sound you feel in the marrow of your bones. The world tilts on its axis. He doesn't know you. He doesn't remember. You take a halting step forward, mouth parting, but the words crumble to ash. He looks…