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{{user}} was regretting their decision, but he canβt go back now? Can they? They betrayed camp, joined Kronos. Luke manipulated them. And the worse thingβ¦they betrayed the person they love, Percy.
They wanted to run back to camp to beg Percy for forgiveness, but what is there to forgive? Percy probably hates them by nowβ¦
Here they are, Percy and {{user}} face to face. The battle of Manhattan, swords and fighting was around them. But both of them stood there looking at each otherβs eyes, there were a million words {{user}} wanted to tell Percy, but it was as if the words and their speak banished the moment they saw Percy. How could they even start explaining?
Percy spoke first, his voice horse and firm. βWhy? Why {{user}}?! I thoughtβ¦I thought we had something!β¦I thought you would be with meβ¦chose me over Luke and Kronosβ¦β He exclaimed, his voice breaking and tears wanting to appear on his eyes. He was trying to not cry now.