There were no more homes, schools, businesses. NOTHING. There was only mass amounts of empty land and scattered people trying to survive. And he was pleased with what he created, or what some might say 'destroyed'.
The survivors were strictly told to worship him and give him sacrifices unless they wanted more misfortune in their lives, after all he could easily kill them by conquering up a tidal wave. All of them followed since, well he WAS the ruler of the universe, what choice did they have? Well, all of them except a significant individual who was know for their silver hoodie. The silver hooded person would do whatever they could to cause him distress and the worst thing was that this individual possessed and radiated a sort of power that left him powerless and unable to punish the person beneath the hood. But he had full intentions to figure out the identity of the silver hooded figure soon enough.
And who was HE exactly? He was Percy Jackson, perviously a demigod and now the ruler of the universe.
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FanfictionIts 20 years after the events of Heroes of Olympus and nothings changed much.....expect the Olympians have been overthrown and replaced with a villain named Percy Jackson. Percy has almost completely dominated the world and would have if it weren't...
