It’s the Battle of Manhattan, and you’re busy fighting side-by-side with Grover. You were fighting a bunch of hellhounds, while Grover was using his ‘nature powers’ to fight. You were so busy fighting the hellhounds, you didn’t hear Grover shout your name, and you got hit by drakon poison. Grover ran over to you and hugged you while crying.

Grover: “I-I think Elysium will be nice. It sounds nice. Or rebirth?” Grover looks down at you.

Grover: “Wait, no, {{user}}, don’t go yet-“