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Percy Jackson: The God of Magic

One moment I was dying on a really uncomfortable hospital bed and the next... well, I’m alive... though this time, I'm not even human anymore... but who cares. If you want to read ahead! https://w w w.patreón.com/cornbringer

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Chapter 25

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With Percy in the camp, I started to focus on staying on the sidelines drawing as little attention as possible, I needed to be virtually invisible for my escape plan to succeed.

Don't get me wrong, I love the camp as much as I can, but I don't want to stay under a place dear old paranoid Zeus controls, he was a crazy King that saw plots where there were none, and I wanted no part in it.

But fear not! For I have a plan! You see… I will wait for Percy to go on his quest to retrieve the master bolt and his mom to start my escape. My idea was simple and based on what I knew about Luke, who confirmed to me the Gods were not as all seeing as I originally thought them to be. If they were, well Luke would be dead and there would be no quest.

The point was, I was going to take advantage of the inner conflict between the gods during this quest to escape, and the best part is that they would never find out, how? Well, during the last few weeks I've been testing my golems on the resident god of the camp, to see if he seems them for what they truly are, and little by little I have managed to create something Mr.D can't truly see for what it is, I mean I have no doubt if he really wanted to see through my golem he could, but the guy barely puts any effort into anything related to the camp, so his I don't give a fuck about this camp attitude worked perfectly.

And with that in mind, I created a magical Golem of me, being a perfect replica, a masterful construct that will fool the camp and its inhabitants, and will allow me to explore the world and come back as I see it fit, and that wasn't even the best part… the Golem, worked a teleport beacon, meaning I would be able to teleport to the golem location if any god other than Mr.D appeared in the camp… knowing full well any other would see right through him.

With this I had no doubt I would succeed in my endeavors, that were no longer just being free… I had now more interesting goals, like… meeting other Pantheons, for what reason? To learn their magic.

"Mmm, I think my eyes are a shade darker," I hummed as I tweaked my golem.

"Just a bit," A voice agreed.

"Yeah—-" I have been caught haven't it? Well, it's been a while Murphy… glad you could join.

"Don't be so tense," The person behind me giggled, "I find your work admirable,"

I turned around to find a nine year old girl standing in front of my fireplace, her auburn hair moving in synchrony with the flames and her golden eyes shining like beacons of light, I could feel immeasurable power coming of from her alongside a powerful smell of burnt wood and marshmallows that was oddly a very relaxing mix, "Hestia?" I instinctively said, deep down being that what I said was nothing but the absolute truth, Hestia was standing in front of me, and yet I felt… fine, like even better than with my siblings, the feeling was like being home.

"Hi," Hestia smiled, "So you will use this to escape, I can see how this will fool my nephew, but I can also see how it will fail,"

"Not like it will work anymore," I sighed, "So is this the part where you take me to Olympus to meet my fate," I joked.

"Oh dear no," Hestia shook her head with a smile, "I won't snitch on you… that's how kids say it now these days right?"

I nodded, "So, you will let me go?" I asked.

"I don't see why not, I know the outside world is dangerous, but I can see you want to see soo much and do so much…" Hestia smiled, giving me a hug out of the blue, "You are the living embodiment of free will, and free spirits cannot be caged,"

"Thanks," I was speechless, I knew for a fact she was the best of the Olympians, but I didn't expect her to be so… I don't know… warm? I don't even have words to describe her personality, more than the fact she reminded me of Sally, with both individuals being gentle and of good-nature.

"Such a strange book," Hestia hummed, getting close to my magic book, "I think Hecate calls them griamores, I am not sure,"

"I…." My Adam.exe had yet to restart.

"Don't worry, like I said… I won't snitch or say anything, I am simply amazed by the contents of this book, is like nothing I have ever seen before," Hestia informed, confirming my earlier suspicions this book was not a gift from the gods of this realm, "It's almost alive,"

"It is," I muttered.

"Now, before you went off… I wanted to give you this," Hestia smiled warmly at me, as she handed me a handmade scarf, "If you are ever hungry wear this scarf and just think of anything you want as long is homemade and the magic of the scarf will create some food, or you can use it with the cold, is multipurpose," she giggled.

"Thanks… but why?" I chuckled.

"Consider it a thanks," Hestia smiled pointing to my fireplace, "You have kept the hearth booming with life, and for that I have to thank you,"

"Isn't the hearth in Olympus?" I asked.

"The hearth is everywhere there is a home willing to accept me, and as long as the home and it's inhabitants accept me I will be there to help and protect them to the best of my abilities, and you kept the hearth of your little cabin alive…" Hestia answered.

"I have to be honest, I didn't do it knowing you would come… heck I didn't even know that fireplace was the hearth of my cabin," Normally I would've lied but to her, I kinda felt it was going to hurt me more than anything.

"I know, you did it without knowing without ulterior motives, and for that I am grateful," Hestia smiled, "Now let us eat, I made some Lasagna, I hope you like italian food,"

Hestia is definitely the best of Olympus, "My name is Adam Garfield Aragon," I smiled, "What do you think?"

"Haha, silly," Hestia giggled.