Ωlympian

Sky has always wondered what's wrong with him. Things happen to him. Things sometimes explode when he walks by them, and sometimes he sees the air aronud him shimmer, as if by heat.
Then, one day, he finds out he'd a demigod.

                                                           -Preface-

--Sky--

Don't listen to them.

People might tell you that I'm so cool, and that I'm kind of wierd. The jealous ones will say that I'm a freak, a loser, that something is wrong with me. But I know otherwise.

I know what I am. I'm a demigod. Demigod means, half-god, which means that one of my parents was a god, the other a mortal. That's why they thing I'm a freak. Because things... happen to me sometimes. Glass used to shatter when I walked by it. When I got mad, storms came. Sometimes my eyes would change depending on my mood. It's because I'm a demigod.

I went to this... place. One called Omega. Omega is kind of like an organization of people from the mythical world that coexists secretly alongside ours who train demigods. They've been training demigods for a long time. Only because they knew what was coming. They'd never known when, or how, or even what. But they knew that it-- whatever it was-- was coming.

And as I lay there, slowly dying, I didn't regret any of my decisions. I guess I'd known all along that I would die.

My breaths grew closer and closer together, becoming slower and slower until they would stop completely. My heart was beating slower as well, like the hamster on the wheel was losing the motivation to run. I was losing the motivation to hold on. I didn't want to stay here, in my piece of pain and sorrow that I was stuck in now. It would be so much easier if it just ended.

You have no idea where I am, how I got here and what my story is. So let me tell you my story. It started a little like this...

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