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Athos Apsifoun : The Son Of Herakles

Athos, a broken man, who regularly drinks himself to sleep, finds himself in the world of Percy Jackson as the son of Herakles. Filled with great ambition and new purpose, he seeks the greatest gift of all, Godhood. . . . . . . . . I do not own the cover. The artist can contact me if they want me to take it down. *** Support me on P@treon if you like the story, or are just feeling exceedingly generous. I won't be holding chapters hostage because that's a mean thing to do. The P@treon is just there if you wish to support me because you enjoy my work. You are in no way obligated to provide me with anything. patreon.com/Marine0IQ *** Will be posted on RR ( Royal Road ) too. WARNING: NO HAREM

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IMPOSSIBLE

"How does a sacrifice of unlimited food and wine sound?", Athos said, lightly smirking. He knew very well that Gods loved sacrifices. Like a LOT. It merely took a shipful of Pepsi and gold to get Dionysius, one of the laziest Olympians to help kill two giants. Thus, an infinite supply of food and wine should definitely get Nereus, a god who also loved to laze about, to open his mouth.

"HAH! Do you have any idea how stupid you sound? A sacrifice of such proportions would satisfy even my moth- ", Nereus' loud outburst suddenly halted as he realised what exactly Athos had in mind. "YOU! You're crazier than I thought! AHAHAHAHA! Yes! Yes! You'll certainly make your daddy proud if you accomplish that. Probably resolve that brute's grudge. He never liked that river God after that incident", he continued, slapping his knee while guffawing. It was truly wonderous that Nereus' voice hadn't drawn the attention of the mortals.

"You know who my father is?", Athos said, tensing up. He'd always been sensitive about his identity ever since he reincarnated, for his goals would require him to do stuff that many Gods would deem unsavoury. He didn't want to be hunted down by the most powerful beings in the cosmos when he was this weak.

Nereus snorted and looked up at him, his eyes clearly showing 'Are you seriously asking me that question? You fucking Doofus'

"Have you ever looked in the mirror? You look like that ruffian all right. Not to mention the obscene strength that you possess. Even a bumbling fool would recognize you, not to mention me, who is practically omniscient", he said, his eyes clearly mocking Athos,

"Uhmm...yea....I....yeah", Athos mumbled, slightly embarrassed. He should've really thought about that. Any god would know of his godly lineage if he showed them that he could pulverise a truck with a few punches.

"Fine, Mr Anonymous. You have indeed piqued my interest. Seeing that you can wield that axe with no discomfort, you may have a chance of succeeding in your ambitions, albeit a very, very minuscule chance. No matter, I agree to your terms. In exchange for the cornucopia, I shall give you your answer", Nereus said, tilting his chin up in the air. Probably an attempt to look majestic, but it failed miserably.

"Make an oath", Athos immediately replied, not wasting any breath. A promise was just, well....a promise. An oath, however, could bind Gods.

"Hmph!", Nereus grunted in annoyance, and his eyes flickered with the very same swampy green light. "Fine! I swear upon the river Styx that, once I receive the cornucopia, I shall promptly answer your question truthfully. Happy?"

The moment Nereus completed his sentence, thunder boomed in the distance which, implied that the oath was now binding. Athos breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know whether Nereus would really be affected by the oath, for the sea god was an insanely powerful entity. After all, Zeus and Poseidon also broke oaths as though they were but mere words that could be uttered anytime. An example being, them having children after the world war. But he knew getting a solemn oath was always the safe option.

He nodded and gave the old man a slight bow. "Then I hope to see you soon. Thank you for the help", He said. He did so, for it was the minimum respect one could give a God lest they blasted you to atoms.

"Hmmm, Wait! Before you go, I have something to say", Nereus suddenly said, stopping the demigod who was about to walk away.

"Huh?", Athos said. What could the God want? Did he not bow low enough?

"Me getting a cornucopia in return for answering your question is not equivalent exchange. Thus, I shall give you a small hint regarding your question. Listen carefully brat! Remember, I won't repeat it twice", Nereus said and leaned back against the car door, as though getting comfortable.

Athos immediately perked up and his eyes became focused. He wasn't going away empty-handed at the very least.

The sea god took a deep breath and spoke, "Have you heard of the legend of Fenrir? The Giant wolf?"

"What! Isn't that Norse mythology? Don't tell me that's real too!", Athos spluttered, fear growing in his heart. If he was in the Roidenverse instead of just the Percy Jackson books, where numerous Pantheons, other than just the Greek, existed, he was absolutely screwed. That would just expand the pool of cosmic beings who could kill him with nothing but a look.

"Hah! Answer my question boy! Do you know of it or do you not", Nereus replied, annoyance creeping back into his expression. He didn't seem to want to confirm whether Fenrir really existed.

Athos took a deep breath and calmed his restless heart. If there were indeed numerous pantheons, he would rise above them as well. There was no point in worrying about them at the moment.

"Yes, I do know of it. He was the offspring of the half-Jotunn, Half-Aesir God, Loki. Fenrir was prophesied to play a large role in Ragnarok, the dusk of the Gods, the end of everything that existed and had ever existed", He replied. He was an avid fan of mythology. and his eidetic memory greatly helped in remembering most of it. It was quite fascinating, but not as much, now that he was living in that very same mythology.

"Hmmm...Good. Fenrir was feared by the Aesir, and rightly so, for he was a beast of near-infinite strength. The Aesir wished to chain the animal to prevent it from spreading chaos and destruction, but Fenrir, with its aforementioned endless strength, broke out of every chain the dwarfs made time and time again. After all, it is impossible to stop the unstoppable as it is impossible to bind the infinite. But eventually, on their third try, they succeeded. Do you know what they did to finally chain the pup?", Nereus said, his eyes twinkling.

Athos nodded. "To bind the impossible, the dwarfs made a chain that was impossible to make. out of things that did not exist. The chain was named Gleipnir and was made out of the sound of a cat's footfall, the beard of a woman, the roots of a mountai-....WAIT! Don't tell me I have to find such things to become a God! It can't be THAT impossible, right?? RIGHT!"

"Don't get too worked up half-blood. You need not find those exact things, but the toughness of the task would be the same. What did you expect? Your ambitions are indeed that lofty", Nereus chuckled, looking at Athos' horrified expression.

"But then what should I find? And how???", Athos asked feebly, while he felt a headache slowly start to creep up on him. He knew that his goals were hard. But...not that they were literally IMPOSSIBLE.

"That, young demigod, is not something I can tell you until you can give me the cornucopia", Nereus said, grinning evilly.

A vein visibly throbbed on Athos' temple as he gripped his fists. He truly wanted to sucker punch this Primordial entity.

Sorry for the late chapter. We had some celebrations today due to a certain festival and I didn't really get the time to write. But I managed to do it eventually.

I thank all off you who left a review yesterday. I really really appreciate it. Hope you enjoy the story!

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