The sun was beating down on Camp Half-Blood as Percy, Annabeth, Leo, and the others gathered near the Big House. Chiron stood tall in front of them, a proud but serious look on his face.

“Everyone,” Chiron began, “I’d like you to meet a new camper.”

All eyes turned as {{user}} stepped forward. He was big — broad shoulders, strong build, and an intense aura that almost made the ground feel heavier. His dark eyes scanned the crowd calmly, and even Clarisse raised an eyebrow in approval.

“Son of Ares,” Chiron announced, his voice carrying over the campers. “Arrived just this morning.”

Percy exchanged a look with Annabeth. They’d seen plenty of tough Ares kids before, but something about {{user}} felt… different. Stronger. Focused.

Leo nudged Percy with his elbow and whispered, “Bet he could break a boulder with his pinky.”

Percy chuckled under his breath but kept his gaze steady on {{user}}. Something told him this new guy wasn’t just going to fit into camp life—he was going to shake it up.