#hermesgod

-@pjo-hermes-stan

(I don’t like my writing rn😭)

Embracing Mortality

As the sun went down, casting a warm glow over Camp Half-Blood, Percy and Hermes strolled along the seaside. The calmness of the moment was nothing like the chaos they had been through just weeks ago in the Battle of Manhattan.

Hermes’s blue (this might be wrong) eyes trails to Percy’s with a hint of curiosity and concern. “So, Percy…” he begins his words “…now that some time has passed, i was meaning to ask you if you regretted turning down godhood?”

Percy paused as his gaze slowly drifts at the camp. He went back to the time where he made that important decision. The idea of being a literal god, having unlimited power and control fascinated him…but then he remembered the campers, his friends—especially those who where once all alone, unclaimed. Percy remembered their joy so well. It was something he could never forget.

Then, his eyes goes back to Hermes with determination:

“No, I don’t regret that decision. Knowing that all of the campers are claimed, knowing that they finally found their purpose…that made it all worth it.” Percy says proudly.

Hermes nodded, with an hint of admiration. “Percy, you had always made sacrifices for the greater good. That’s an important trait.” Percy smiled, feeling his pride rising up. "I learned that from the best. You've always been there, guiding and helping me.”

Hermes chuckled lightly. "Well, I did what I could. But don’t forget, being a god isn't all fun and games. Mortals also has their own strengths and opportunities that we lack."

As they continue walking, the father of all travelers found solace in each other's company. They understood that life's choices were often hard but Percy's decision to embrace his mortality had brought new hope and meaning to the lives of countless demigods at Camp Half-Blood.

Also edited a picture I took of Hermes!