Sometimes I think about how people rank Jason as their least favorite because heās āsuch a bland character with no personalityā, but was he even allowed to have one in the first place?
Heās two years old when Lupa guides him to Camp Jupiter. Heās brought up to be the perfect soldier, the perfect Roman, the perfect hero. He doesnāt know life outside the legion. Heās the son of Jupiter, he has to be great. If heās not, heās a failure and a disgrace. If he is then heās still not the best because there so many other heroes who did it better than him so he has to keep trying harder and harder even though no matter what heās never going to be good enough because the moment he slips up heās no longer the perfect hero.
The few times he actually tries to do something he wants, heās only cut down. Changing the 12th legion to the 1st legion? No, you canāt do that. Itās tradition. Youāre wrong. Thatās stupid. Joining the 5th cohort? Why would you join those losers? Youāre only hurting yourself. You could be great if you join the 1st cohort instead like a good Roman boy.
So why would he try to do anything that cultivates his identity? Why would he try to do anything that brings him joy if everyone around him is just going to suck it right out?
He has no best friends at Camp Jupiter. He has acquaintances. He has people heās friendly with. Say what you want but Reyna was a coworker. Dakota was cool, Gwen was nice. But none of them make Jason want to stay at Camp Jupiter instead of Camp Half-Blood. He thinks of Reyna but only in terms of he doesnāt want to saddle her with the responsibility of picking a new praetor. He thinks about duty. When he is picking between the camps heās weighing his options between doing his duty as heās done his whole life or picking himself for the very first time ever and he picks himself.
And itās honestly so fucking depressing that the first time Jason picks himself and is actually supported in his decision happens when he is sixteen years old. And most of the people supporting him have only known him for a month.
But then he saddles himself with duty and responsibilities because thatās all heās ever known and Percy is dying and Jason is a good Roman and a good hero and his job is to sacrifice his life for everyone else because of course it is. So he takes on Pontifex Maximus to build shrines and temples to minor gods and goddesses (not that they shouldnāt be honored but⦠once again heās sacrificing his identity for the good of everyone around him).
And then, just as heās finally discovering an identity for himselfāhe likes physics, heās learning about the mortal world and living in it, heās becoming more than just Jupiters son and Junoās perfect heroāheās killed.
Jason never got to be Jason. He only got to be Jason Grace, son of Jupiter, Praetor of the 12th Legion, slayer of Krios, one of the Seven, Junoās Champion, Pontifex Maximus. He always belonged to someone else and never himself.
All this to say, Jason is my favorite of the Seven and although heās not the eldest nor a daughter, as an eldest daughter I relate so hard and feel very seen in him.