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Incomprehensible. Pjo
A girl, forged in a war, put to rest after winning the war — years later, she stumbles into camp. Her purpose is there now, the warrior who was still a kid. Based on my book on Wattpad ! Same as my user here.
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Misery
During a desperate mission into a literal hellscape, the protagonist discovers a terrifying new aspect of their power. While being tortured by a minor deity of despair, they stop fighting for survival and start fighting for vengeance—learning that they can command the very toxins meant to kill them. It’s no longer about escaping; it’s about seeing how much pain an immortal can actually endure. “You cannot kill Misery," she cackled. "I am eternal! I am the goddess of the poison that kills the world!" "You cannot kill Misery," she cackled. "I am eternal! I am the goddess of the poison that kills the world!" Poison, he thought. It’s mostly water. He focused on the poison. He imagined it as a river. He didn’t just want to move it; he wanted to command it. The white smoke stopped rising from his arms. The poison at his feet began to ripple. Akhlys’s smile vanished. "What is this? You cannot—" "I can," Percy said. He felt a great tugging in his gut. The poison moved. It didn't just flow away from him; it rose into the air, swirling around Akhlys like a cyclone. "Percy!" Y/n’s voice sounded far away. The goddess shrieked. She tried to swat the poison away, but it clung to her. It began to enter her nose and mouth. He didn't look at her. He was too focused on the goddess, on the satisfying way she was gasping for air. "Percy, stop!" I didn’t want to stop, Percy thought. I wanted to choke this goddess. I wanted to watch her drown in her own poison. I wanted to see just how much misery Misery could take.
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