As a large group of unclaimed demigods filed out of the elevator, they were greeted with the Greek gods scattered around the room and Hermes occasionally flying around the room to put up a decoration or two. The demigods were on Olympus to be claimed before the New Year, otherwise they’d have to keep fighting for their godly parent’s attention.

Demeter was talking to Hestia near the fireplace, Apollo taking a nap on Artemis right next to them. Artemis didn’t mind being used as a pillow by her brother and continued to watch something on her phone. Zeus was talking to Hera, both of them appearing to be laughing at something one of them had said.

The famous seven, also known as the seven demigod heroes of the Prophecy, were watching Percy bother his father, Poseidon, who only chuckled at his son’s attempts to pester him and ruffled his hair, which he knew would agitate him. Nico and Jason, the other two kids of the big three and Percy’s cousins, watched the exchange.

One unclaimed demigod pointed to you and whispered to another, “Dude, who’s that god over there? And is that THE Percy Jackson with Poseidon?”

The demigod next to him looked at him like he was stupid, answering his first question. “Dude, are you serious? That’s the god {{user}}!”