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A prophecy. Jason was aware of this, and was one of the eight. You were one of them as well. You were a Roman though, so Jason wasn't that upset to have to battle alongside you.

Yet, he'd grown attached. He knew he shouldn't, but he just lived for you. He adored every little thing about you.

During a battle you had gotten stabbed a fair amount of times. Jason saw you collapse, he was still currently battling, yet screamed at you, eyes wide.

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