who's this homeless man?

there's a thing about music, if you play it you can make a living. but this Peter Johnson wasn't like that.

he finally got a break after completing his second world, and he was in this random world. since Percy didn't have money or anything he just sat in a nearby alley and played his guitar.

there was something poetic about being about to play. there weren't many people who stayed to listen, but there was a good view.

my guitar skills were one of the best, and some kids sat by me and listened. I smiled and petted this black-haired girl's head. her cat ears twitched as I did so.

"what's thy name child?" I asked as I continued to play.

"bl- Blake," she said and I smiled.

I chuckled and played more songs, and more kids began surrounding my area, but I paid no attention and played music.

I sadly had to pack up and move locations, but I moved quite, and quickly.

I noticed the people in this place had a lot of animalistic features. cat ears, tails, and other types.

I headed to the forest and walked pretty deep into there. what I didn't know was that every monster in the continent suddenly stopped what they were doing and came charging at me.

my instinct suddenly flared and I got my weapons, and I was now in a whole brawl. I was fighting tooth and nail with animals too.

I had become the very mongrel I had despised, but I had an excuse since I was getting ganged up on.

"damn Mongrels," I said before discharging so much water it leveled a whole mile radius.

trees, weeds, and a mountain were all destroyed. I made a whole mini lake with pure water. and it kept those damn Mongrels away.

I used the lake and create a hurricane and flicked my hand. trees, Grimm, and even everything else got caught up.

the winds moved so fast that they tore apart everything, luckily no humans were harmed during it though.

I was getting so fed up that I was releasing so much negative energy, so much so that everyone was feeling it.

a bird-type monster tried to attack me, so I grabbed its beak and looked dead into its eyes. I then corrupted its mind with the first flame, and instead of being black, it turned red.

it let out a shriek before flying off, I wouldn't know it at the time but I had created a new species in that world that wasn't supposed to be there.

a Phenix.

it would go on to take care of the Grimm, and not just the Grimms.

meanwhile, I was doing something completely different.

I gripped one of the seers and peered right into it and found the woman who was controlling these monsters.

once I found her location I grabbed my summoning key and teleported over there. I proceeded to force her in midair and then take soul.

stupid weird spider-haired lady. can't even let me rest in peace.

the monsters that were once after me all disappeared into the shadows, but I nodded my head. but I was suddenly whisked out of that world and flung into the next one.

I crashed into the mountain, and then when I woke up I was back in the dark souls verse.

I had to get up and stretch out my muscles, they were sore and unluckily my guitar was broken.

"this bitch," I swore vengeance one day.

when I was powerful enough I was going to go to the fates and give them a spanking.

(meanwhile the fates)

they sneezed, as if sensing something amiss, but couldn't quite put their finger on it. they looked into the future but saw nothing different.

I wonder what happened.

(back to Percy)

I began stretching out my muscles since I had just been thrown into a mountain and it didn't hurt, but was uncomfortable.

I began walking down the path because that was the only logical way I could go. I killed two undead and picked up a soul item.

[soul of a deserted corpse]

so when I went forward the next thing I found was an [ashen estus flask] which would restore my magic.

but as I continued forward I found a bonfire on a hill overlooking some beautiful mountains.

as I descended from the hill I found 5 fire bombs and 2 fading souls. the fading souls dropped from the undead.

but I went forward and pulled out the coiled sword from the man's chest. it wasn't feasible for a weapon so I deducted it was a part.

but the boss only had a couple of movements. stab, twist his spear, and charge. but what surprised me was when he erupted into a big black thing that I'll call Bob.

but upon defeating Bob will little difficulty I went forward and I had to smile. I heard the familiar blacksmith pounding and I chuckled.

but first I went to talk to the waifu firekeeper.

"Welcome to the bonfire, Unkindled One.

I am a firekeeper. I tend to the flame and tend to thee.

The Lords have left their thrones and must be deliver'd to them. To this end, I am at thy side," she said. 

I gently grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles like a gentleman would do. this was how Shalquoir told me to introduce myself to a lady. but what I didn't know was that shalquoir was jesting. since we were in the older days and that was a sign of interest. 

(Priscilla and ds3 fire best waifu) 

"thy may call me.... vyke my lady," I said respectfully. 

(The end)

Okay, so we have Nyx, hel, and Artemis. All from the Percy Jackson world. So now then 

Priscilla or DS3 firekeeper. 🤔 or if it gets enough votes I will do JUST 5. I don't want to go any higher... Other wise it'll ruin the story more than it already is. 

the council shall decide your fate