I know that the gods are real. Have known all my life. But I would rather get myself blown to dust by a god than to see my best friend hurt. I'd never accept it if I did the hurting. I only hid it from her because it was dangerous. And I know that if she knew... She'd definitely ask for trouble. And I wouldn't want that. But know she knows. That I'm not mortal. I have divine blood in my veins. She knows I'm a demigod.
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