The Mortal God Of Olympus Ch.28 (Patreon)

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Chapter 28— The Archful Adventure

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After avoiding a most unfortunate encounter with the hunters—at least for them—I finally flew back to the train, catching up with it almost instantly. Unaware of the exact position of my companions, I extended my senses through the train, catching onto the winds that brought back the sounds of their voices.

"...help?" Came Anna lite’s murmur and I skipped past dozens of compartments, hunting for the voice.

"What do you mean?" Percy’s reply came much stronger this time, finally enabling me to locate their exact location.

"When you were asleep earlier, you mumbled; 'I won't help you.' Who were you dreaming about?"

The familiar windowless hole greeted my vision soon and I dove in without preamble, announcing my arrival with a barely suppressed smirk. "What's this about, Perce?"

The duo exclaimed in surprise, jumping on their seats as they whirled towards me.

The surprise turned to irritation instantly.

"Couldn't you have knocked?" Percy asked with a frown.

I maintained my wide smile. "Oh sure, I could've knocked...the whole train aside if I wanted to. Yes, what about it?"

"...Forget I said anything." He mumbled quietly.

"Good. Now what's this about your dreams?" I asked again, this time serious.

The boy looked reluctant to say anything—glancing at us both warily—but eventually opened up.

"I've been having these dreams lately..." He started, and I gave him all of my attention.

By the time he was done describing his dreams, my fears had been confirmed. The boy was dreaming about Kronos.

‘But why does the Titan need Percy to bring him the master bolt?’

I'd suspected from the start that this plot might be the Titan lord's doing. He was known to be quite cunning and manipulative; there was a reason he was called The Crooked One. Especially with Hades' help, he could've easily stolen the bolt.

After all, the bolt disappeared in winter solstice, the only time Hades was allowed on Olympus.

….But a god cannot touch another’s symbol of power.

‘Must’ve got Luke to do it.’

But this whole plot was standing on the idea that Hades and Kronos were working together. And that's where my confusion began...if they were working together, why the hell does Kronos need Percy's help to get the bolt? Hades had direct access to Tartarus, he could just send one of his monsters down with the bolt...

The Fury's words suddenly rang in my head. ‘Your friend is the lightning thief and you know it!’

Could Hades actually not be working with Kronos? But why capture Sally then? Why work with Kronos and Gaia to assault their camp?

Maybe the reason was more practical than insidious. The Lightning Bolt was one of the most powerful weapons in the world, containing a ridiculous level of divinity no doubt. Perhaps a random monster just can’t carry it? Perhaps a demigod was needed for the job?

‘But they can just use Luke then!’

Something fishy was going on here that much was certain.

"That doesn't sound like Hades." Annabeth's words startled me out of my thoughts. "He always appears on a black throne, and he never laughs."

"Oh, it definitely wasn't Hades in his dreams alright." I informed them gravely. "And I'm beginning to think maybe we are on a wrong track."

"He offered my mother in trade though." Percy said uncertainly. "Who else could do that?"

I frowned, my mind working in overdrive.

Kronos should have no authority over the dead. Did that confirm his allegiance with Hades? Or was it simply a play of words? Perhaps he was trying to trick Percy, not outright lie about it.

For Kronos, the only way to get the boy's mother back would be if he conquered the underworld, and took control of the soul-management department.

"Ah, now it makes sense." I muttered.

The Titan Lord wanted Percy stuck to his wagon. Permanently.

Percy will do the job of bringing the bolt to him, and he will, of course, deliver his promise to return Sally...but only after he conquers Olympus.

For which he will once again dangle her to secure Percy's allegiance, gaining a powerful pawn to do his bidding in the coming war. And all this for free.

Cunning bastard indeed.

…Unless, of course, he does have Hades in his pocket and I was simply overthinking things.

"You know something, don't you?" Annabeth asked, scowling.

Her hatred of being ignorant was a common knowledge, as was my enjoyment in needling her over it whenever possible.

"I do indeed." I replied with blatant mysteriousness, turning away from her to stare out at the passing horizons.

"Well?" She urged impatiently.

"Hmm?" I blinked, turning back. "Sorry, did you say something?"

She groaned. I smiled.

"Just tell us please." She begged.

I finally relented and began relaying my suspicions to the duo. It might be reckless, considering their minds were vulnerable to any gawker with the ability to peer inside, increasing the risk of the info reaching unwanted ears...but I found myself uncaring.

If the kids can’t be trusted with a secret, trusting them with my sister’s life would be the height of folly.

"But...but why are we still going to L.A then?" Percy asked after digesting my suspicions. "If it was Kro–"

"Don't say his name!" Annabeth snapped.

"The Titan." Percy corrected himself, shooting an annoyed glare at her. "If it was this Titan dude all along, then going to underworld is just a waste of time, right?"

I sighed irritably. "That's the problem. This is all my own logic and theory. We don't really know if Hades is actually involved in this plot or not. I guess we’ll find out in hell. That’s what we are going for, more than anything else."

And for some payback if I could get it.

"But wouldn't he just..." Percy slashed a finger across his throat.

"If he isn't involved, then no." I denied reluctantly.

While I would like to believe Hades to be a demon in god’s clothing, that just wouldn’t be true. Greek mythology depicted him as one of the few half-decent gods, with his own twisted sort of divine code.

"He isn't going to just kill us. Making enemies with both of his brothers isn't good for his health. If he is involved in the plot however? Well, you better pray to your daddy dearest for some miracle. I will be able to escape if he goes berserk, but you won't be so lucky."

Our compartment went silent after that, everyone buried in their own thoughts.

I turned to stare outside, a little surprised to note how dark the night had fallen. We must've been talking for over 3 hours.

"Alright kiddos.” I turned back, snapping my fingers. “Off to sleep with you."

"It will be another day before we reach Denver. So get as much rest as you can."

We were in the sleeper class so there wasn't any need for me to make new beds again, and the kids quickly retired for the night.

‘Tomorrow... tomorrow I’ll figure out what to do moving forward.’

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The next morning, our train stopped at Amtrak station downtown. It was supposed to be a three hours break before we completed our journey to Denver.

I decided to wake my companions early, the refreshing haze of a misty morning too special to waste away sleeping.

"So sightseeing?" Annabeth sat up excitedly. "Do we have time for a ride to the top of the Gateway Arch!? We’ll never get a chance again, not this early in the morning. Did you know that we can see the entirety of Missouri from one side of the arch and St. Louis from the other?"

I snorted. “…Sounds interesting.”

What use was such a viewpoint to a person capable of flight?

"Do we have to?" Percy drolled out drowsily, not sharing any of our enthusiasm.

"Well, we’re going." Annabeth announced, though not without shooting me an uncertain ‘Right?’ look—getting a shrug of acceptance in return. "This could be our only chance to see the Arch. So, are you coming or not?"

Percy agreed reluctantly, and soon we left the closed confines of the train, ready to do some sight-seeing and stretch our legs.

The Arch was about a mile away from the station. Visible from far away, it stood high and tall, a ring of hollow metal tube making an inverted U upon the ground.

Until a few years ago, I’d thought the Arch to be a dense ring of concrete and metal, made just for our viewing pleasure. It was only a little while later when I realized that you could actually travel inside it.

Indeed, there was an elevator inside the semi-spherical structure that could bring us to the very top. Thankfully, there were very few people visiting the Arch at this time, so we didn't need to wait behind any lines.

We made our way through the underground museum, passing various antique items that Annabeth couldn’t keep quiet about, yet looked like mere trash to me and Percy.

But while lackluster to the extreme, Annabeth kept our interest balanced by spouting random facts about the Arch, so we passed the time. Struggling but successfully.

We were standing at the bottom of the elevator’s hoistway, waiting for it to arrive back down, when I sensed the unmistakable presence of a monster.

I extended my senses quietly through the air, not wanting to startle the kids.

It wouldn't have mattered too much though as Percy jerk straight suddenly, a look of discomfort stark upon his face as he looked around us in growing paranoia.

"Guys... something is wrong." The boy whispered, alert but most likely not recognizing his instinct’s call.

"Oh, do be quiet." Annabeth snapped. "We’re not backing out just because you got cold feet all of a sudden.."

I sighed, leaning against the wall to keep an eye at the back.

‘This girl gets a really tunneled-vision in matters like these, doesn’t she?’

"No, really." Percy insisted. "I feel someone is watching us. You know about the god's symbol of Power?"

I hummed.

"Well, doesn't Ha– I mean, doesn't the under-god have a hat like Annabeth’s?"

"The Helm of Darkness." I nodded. "One of the most powerful objects in the world. That's his symbol of power.”

"I saw it on our trip to Olympus last winter solstice.” Annabeth commented.

"He was there?" Percy asked, surprised.

I snorted, a little surprised. I always forgot Percy was still so very new to this world.

"It's the only time he's allowed to visit Olympus—the darkest day of the year." Annabeth replied. "But his helm is a lot more powerful than my invisibility hat."

"Indeed, with it he can become darkness incarnate itself." I grunted, reluctantly admiring. "And by darkness, yes I do mean the intangible, pitch-black darkness. He is the embodiment of 'Fear the Dark', and can radiate such extreme fright that it'll freeze your entire being; heart, mind, and soul.”

"But then…how do we know he's not here right now, watching us?" Percy whispered, eyes flickering wildly.

I laughed, finally unable to hold it in. “Relax. Perce. It’s not Hades you’re sensing, but one of the monsters. There’s nothing to fear.”

Shockingly, that did not make him relax.

"W-where?" He stuttered out, looking under him as if a monster might pop out from underneath him.

I sighed. "Just...stand still and shut up, will you?"

"Thanks, that makes me feel so much better." The boy replied sarcastically.

I wacked him on the head, ignoring his indignant yelp as the tiny elevator car finally came to greet us.

Annabeth piled in quickly, not waiting for us. Before I could follow, I felt a tug on my sleeves and turned to see a very green Percy.

"What the hell happened now?" I scowled.

"I hate confined places.” The boy whispered urgently, glancing at Annabeth to see if she heard. “Like, very much.”

"Well that's just...wonderful."

How on earth did both the demigods from big three have some nerve crippling fear? First Thalia with her fear of heights, and now a claustrophobic son of Poseidon.

I sighed. “Just don’t puke, we’ll be out quick.”

Before he could become more hesitant, I pushed us both into the elevator, sharing the cramped space with a big fat lady and her fat Chihuahua.

As soon as we were in, I instantly zeroed in on the duo, sensing the presence of both mist and Mystiokinesis from them.

'Observe'

Chimera

Race: Monster

Tier: 5

Level: 250

Mana: 100,000/100,000

Stamina: 257,800/257,000

Health: 258,000/258,000

Stats

Strength: 210

Speed: 213

Dexterity: 252

Endurance: 257

Constitution: 258

Mental: 16

Spirit: 100

A wide smile formed on my face, my head feeling light and euphoric, and eyes disbelieving.

‘My luck...my luck is supreme. Perhaps I’m the god of fortune?’

I couldn’t be blame for such an assumption.

One whole Chimera, prepared and ready for the taking. What could be more blessed than this?

I glanced at Percy. This boy…it has to be this boy. He was my lucky charm no doubt.

I'd been searching for these monsters for three years now. Three freaking years in over a dozen cities. And I hadn’t even found the Chimera's morning dump, let alone the monster itself.

Yet, in the course of 3 days, I already had one of them in the bag, had a solid start to track down the other one whenever I wanted, and now got the third one rolling over and presenting its belly to me.

Simply beautiful.

I observed the fat lady next.

Echidna

Race: Monster

Tier: 6 (Divine)

Level: 590

Divine Power: 2,600,000/2,600,000

Stamina: 2,795,000/2,795,000

Health: 2,720,000/2,720,000

Stats

Strength: 604

Speed: 539

Dexterity: 454

Endurance: 559

Constitution: 544

Mental: 43

Spirit: 520

...Ooh. Well now, this makes it even more interesting.

As the elevator travelled in a curved direction, I quickly settled on a plan. There wasn't a single chance in hell that these two were here by coincidence. They were clearly here to hunt us. 

So I'll let them start the show.

"No parents?" Echidna asked us, her beady little eyes boring into Percy.

"Nunya." I cut in, staring down the monster.

Confused, she leaned closer. “Where now?”

“Nunya fucking business.”

The Chimera growled, its sharp canines peeking out in anger.

It wasn’t the only one to react though.

Scandalized gasps ensued from the kids, while the guard—who’d been pretending not to listen—barely suppressed a choked laughter, managing to turn it into an unstable frown that looked a second away from breaking.

"Now now, Sonny. It's fine, it really is." Echidna patted her son before shooting me a disgusted look. "Kids these days have no respect for elders. I didn't expect anything better."

I snorted. "I could say the same about your kids. But you won’t ever catch me complaining.”

Both the monsters growled at me this time.

Percy was still confused, but Annabeth quickly picked up on it. I shushed her down and whispered to continue with the tour.

The monsters weren’t gearing up for a fight yet. And I wanted the Arch empty when we did decide to throw down the gauntlets. Or gloves, in my case.

We soon reached the top of the Arch—which was an observation deck—piling out quickly as the guard herded us away.

The deck was built like a thin but long hall, just curved up and carpeted. It had tiny brick-sized windows, from which observers could peer outside.

The view was...not quite worthy of any praise. I'm sure someone else might've enjoyed it, but it was hard to be impressed by this when one can constantly fly at the altitudes of an airplane, without some curved metallic wall acting like a shield.

Compared to that, this was pretty lukewarm.

My opinion was not shared by my companions however.

While Percy was still looking green—not moving an inch from his corner of the deck—Annabeth was surveying the Arch like a scientist studying an exotic virus. She soon forgot all about the fat Echidna and rattled my ears off by praising the Arch while complaining about it in the same breath. According to her, while still an impressive structure, she could've done a much better job of creating it.

My attention slipped the moment she started showering us with architectural knowledge, and Percy grew progressively more despaired as he realized that Annabeth wouldn't be leaving from here anytime soon.

Luckily for the boy, the Park ranger soon announced the observation deck’s closure in a few minutes, and he jumped at the chance to hurriedly shuffle us into the elevator.

There were already two people present inside when Annabeth and I boarded, leaving no room for Percy.

"Next car, sir." The Park ranger said.

I quickly left the elevator and pushed the boy in my place. "You two go down. I'll meet you later."

"No, I'll wait with you." Annabeth replied, glancing at the fat woman behind me.

"Its fine, Anna." I waved her off. "I have something to take care of, I’ll meet you at the bottom."

They didn't look relieved but didn't complain more either. The door closed off just then, and down they went back to the ground.

I turned around to the people present; one Park ranger, one little boy with his parents, and one fat lady with her fat dog. I briefly checked out the young mother, more out of habit than any true lust; she looked...alright. Pretty face, cute little stature, not bad at all... unfortunately, she was quite flat where it truly mattered, so I soon dismissed her.

"You ruined everything boy!" Echidna suddenly growled, bearing down upon me. "I was supposed to test the boy on your father's orders!"

"Well that's unfortunate." I drolled out, my voice dripping with mock sympathy. "But I really need your son's blood. Also, completely unrelated but I’m curious; are those spiny anteaters your brood as well?"

The woman howled horribly. "I shall have your hide for that, boy! You are lucky your father ordered me not to or I'd have personally sliced you apart in two!"

I laughed in her face. "No need for such empty threats, your fatness. First go and try licking Heracles' dirty left toe without dying before thinking of challenging me.”

Her flabby eyelids started twitching, lips twisting in a snarl.

"Sonny!" She bellowed. "Tear him apart for me!"

The Chimera had already grown to its full size by now, standing taller than an adult man, its head scraping along the Arch’s ceiling.

The face of a lion covered in a blood-caked mane stared down at me, its massive teeth dripping with saliva as it bared itself in a snarl. Its body was that of an extra-large goat, the black hooves clacking upon the tiled deck while a 10 feet long serpentine rattlesnake tail shook through the air in silent fury.

Honestly, had it lacked that ridiculous goat head sticking through its back, it could’ve looked as terrifying as the Manticore.

It still did look quite terrifying…but it was more ‘that’s a weird ass animal’ terrifying, rather than ‘that thing could snap me in half’ kinda terrifying.

The monster roared at me, making the people around us scream out in terror. I didn't know what they saw through the mist but it surely wasn’t a tiny Chihuahua any longer.

Then without further preamble, the Chimera charged forward with its jaws spread wide, showing off its enormous canines. In a single smooth move, Stormbreaker came to wrap around my hands—glinting golden and white—before taking its twin blades form. I stepped aside the monster's powerful bite, jumped over its swinging tail, and launched a quick kick to the side of its stomach.

The monster was blasted back like a missile, crashing sideways against the wall hard enough to send deep cracks through the Arch.

Now armed with my divine blades, I leapt at the dazed monster. It had barely enough time to open its mouth and shoot flickers of flame at me in a last desperate defiance, before my sword cut through its head cleanly.

I paid no heed to the flames licking my body uselessly, my constitution too high for it to even give me a blister.

The beheaded monster's body turned into dust the next second, vaporizing in thin air. In but a few seconds, the only thing that validated its existence was the decapitated head, which I picked up like a trophy.

Turning to Echidna, I spun the head upon my knuckles, dark liquid drizzling down my arm. "You were saying?"

Froth was gathering around her mouth, her eyes glinting madly.

Contrary to what I’d been expecting—another cartoonish bout of loud yelling and raging—the Mother of Monsters whispered her fury in a quiet tongue. "You shall pay for that, godling. You will face the wrath of the terrible Echidna, and know fear unlike any. Not even Zeus can command me away from tearing you apart anymore."

"Blah blah blah, whatever." I yawned, stretching my limbs wide as I finally tucked away my prize in the inventory. "I don't have time for your bullshit. If you've got some itch to fight, feel free to try me. Otherwise, piss off."

For a second, the ancient monster actually looked about ready to engage. But then she turned away.

"I will remember this." The monster whispered one last time. "Know that you have gained an enemy, son of Zeus. I, mother of all monsters, mate of Typhon, swear upon you my eternal vengeance."

And then she was gone in smoke. For just a brief flicker I saw through the thick mist hiding her form. Just a single flicker, yet the horror of the sight was more terrible than Medusa. Black ooze and burnt skin, rotten eyes and bloody mouth...that was all I could make out before she turned to smock and dispersed.

For a moment I wondered if it was mistake...pushing her so much just to let her escape in the end. Perhaps I should’ve dealt with her as well, messenger of Zeus or not.

A slab of metal and concrete falling off from the side distracted me, and I turned to see a large hole now formed where I'd kicked off the Chimera.

The little boy and his family were still cowering in the corner. I briefly wondered if I should erase their minds, before noticing the camera.

‘Well, now it doesn’t matter I guess.’

With a sigh, I shot a small flicker of electricity towards the recording device, before casting concealment magic on myself.

Then, I simply approached the hole in the Arch, and jumped off into the open air.

My eyes scanned through the lands—searching for my two companions, only to find the drenched shape of Percy just coming out of the Mississippi's water. I flew towards the boy while muffling the sound of my sonic boom, Wind manipulation creating a tunnel through the air straight for the boy.

Plucking him out of the water, I glided over to Annabeth. Surprisingly, the boy was completely dry by the time I placed him down upon the ground.

‘Must be one of the perks as a son of Poseidon.’

"Where were you!?" Annabeth asked, fretting, as we both landed beside her.

She was wearing her flying shoes and my gifted bracelet, her appearance disheveled—with dirt marring her dress—and looking like she’d just finished fighting a war.

“We need to get out of here, and quick.”

A crowd was rapidly forming around the Arch, their attention on the giant hole that was now visible from far away. People were already calling for police and ambulance, and I had no doubt that the entire place would soon be teeming with officials.

I quickly manipulated the mist to cover all three of us, before forming a bubble of air to suppress any sounds. "Forget about me. Percy, why the hell were you swimming in the water?"

"We were chased off by monsters." Annabeth replied, with Percy still too busy gasping for breath. "Somehow a herd of hellhounds were waiting for us right outside. I led us away in the open to avoid any shadows, and Percy managed to…ahh...l-lure them in the river before we finished them.”

Percy shot her a grateful smile and I just knew he did something far stupider than that. Still, I didn’t press for more, considering they were in problem due to my aura.

My fight with the Chimera must’ve alerted every monster in the vicinity.

"Anyway, I got some important info in my underwater adventures." Percy cut in, blatantly trying to change the subject. "There was a lady in the water and she said we needed to go to Santa Monica's beach before we dive into the Underworld."

"And you trust this water lady because?" I asked, frowning.

"Well..." He stalled hesitantly. "She said it is my father's will."

"Anything else?" I pressed him.

"...She sounded a lot like mum." He admitted reluctantly. "I don't think she was lying though."

"Hmm."

"We have to go to Santa Monica then." Annabeth stressed. "Percy can't ignore a summons from his father."

"Agreed but let's reach Denver first, yeah? C'mon, we barely have a few minutes before the train leaves."

I cast upon us the concealment spell, and we trudged back to the train in a jog.

Of course, a jog for us was still faster than an average car, and we covered over a mile in under a minute.

On the way back, I wondered what reason Poseidon would have for this summons.

‘Most likely some gift to ensure Percy's success.’

Hopefully it wasn't something useless.

We got into the train, and soon after, finally started our journey west. To the city of Denver.

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We reached Denver the next day, late in the afternoon of 14th June. Just seven days from the deadline.

But I wasn't worried.

We were well rested, fresh, and ready for anything. I'd wanted to use this quest in experimenting with my new skills, but I just couldn’t be arsed right now. Travelling by land was making me cranky and I really didn't want to lose my cool with the kids.

"Should we tell Chiron about this?" Annabeth asked me, looking for a drachma to Iris call the camp.

"Nah, there's no need." I waved her off. "Chiron will be busy handling the camp, now that war must look eminent to all. Let's just find some actual food instead of magical for once."

In just a few minutes we found a nearby roadside diner, with quite a few people occupying the booths, eating their burgers and fries with not a care for any world-saving quest.

I approached the counter towards the very end, with my two teammates behind me.

"How may I help you?" The waitress asked me with a quick charming smile.

Young and pretty, my mind quickly assessed. Probably working as a summer job to get some college money. But most importantly, she was stacked. Not Gabriel level, but her top was stretched out tight, her breasts straining against the cloth…which must’ve been the intention from the start, but it still managed to rise my interest rapidly.

Today was a good day. And it will be even better, I just had a feeling.

"One double cheeseburger." I finally replied with a smile—taking pleasure in her small blush as she caught me checking her out—before turning to my two companions. "What do you guys want?"

"Same thing for me please." Percy replied, enthused. "This boy needs some burgers after all that Japanese food you made us eat."

I frowned down at him. "You talk like you hadn't been singing my praises for the last few days."

"Well, considering we had nothing else to eat, I thi–"

The boy was cut off from further response by a roaring rumble. We all turned to see, catching the arrival of a gigantic motorcycle outside. The bike was the size of a small hippo, flaring with red headlights that lit up the entire parking lot. Yellow flames were painted on its gas tank, and two shotguns were strapped into a pair of classy holsters, one on each side.

The guy that disembarked from the bike was even more eye-catching. He was more buffed up than my father, and could probably give Hephaestus a run for his money. My own physique—similar to Zeus—could be described as perfectly muscled.

But this guy...this guy looked like he'd pumped up some serious amounts of silicon into his biceps, in an ugly attempt to imitate the incredible Hulk. This guy could make the Rock look like a lean highschool swimmer.

With a stretchable red shirt worn solely to show off his ridiculous physique, the huge man bumbled his way towards us, a pair of red sunglasses sitting upon his nose.

Ares

Race: God

Tier: 8 (True God)

Current Tier: 7 (Minor God)

Level: 750 (Divine Form) [Max]

Current Level: 650 (Mortal Form)

Divine Power: 6,150,000/6,150,000

Stamina: 6,530,000/6,530,000

Health: 6,460,000/6,460,000

Stats

Strength: 665 (765)

Speed: 652 (752)

Dexterity: 655 (755)

Endurance: 653 (753)

Constitution: 645 (745)

Mental: 48

Spirit: 615 (715)

...And there goes my pleasurable plans for this afternoon.

What accursed luck.

Though I should've predicted it. First Medusa, then Nemean Lion, followed by the Chimera...it makes sense for Ares to make a cameo as well. All the ingredients needed for my new set of armor was right here. 

Now if only I could embarrass the god somehow...

Then again, how hard could it be to embarrass someone like Ares?

'It seems like I'm about to find out.'

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AN: And that's the end! I know, a relatively short chapter. I apologize, but hopefully you guys still enjoyed it. Plus, I'm posting it a few hours early so cut me some slack here guys hehe. 

The reasons for this short chapter is cause I spent a good deal of time in court today.

Anyway, another reason is cause I spent quite a bit of time planning for SOW's upcoming climax. I intend for it to be the most epic arc 1 ending out of all my fics. The scene involves dozens of characters gathered together when the shit hits the fan, and writing something like this is quite challenging cause you have to take everyone into account, and it could easily get hectic and messy.

Still, hopefully you enjoyed this chapter. The next one will have Mikael finally choosing his domain (either the next one, or the one after that for sure). So look forward to that!

Also, just wanted to say that I am forever grateful to all of you. Without you lot, my father would've been rotting in the jail currently.

Well, that's about it for today. I also didn't have any beta this time so let me know if you spot any mistakes. 

Till then, stay safe and have fun! Peace!