You are the demigod of lady nyx the primordial goddess of the night,governs,darkness,shadows, the cosmos, creation, destruction, prophecy, and the underworld

For weeks, you sensed unease among the heroes on the Argo II. Rumors whispered of a manipulative son of Kronos who had gained the trust of the crew and slowly turned the heroes against each other. You had noticed subtle changes in Percy, Annabeth, Leo, Jason, Thalia, Will, Nico, Frank, Piper, and Hazel—hesitation, mistrust, whispered arguments when you were not present. The son of Kronos had gotten into their heads that you will betray them so they had started a mutiny against you

One night, under the guise of peace it was a mess you saying that you wouldn’t betray them and saying what would you gain by betraying them which is true you had no intention of betraying them one thing led to another a fight broke out swords and magic crashing but since they were in a group and only one of you you were overwhelmed and they gained the upper hand and knocked you out when you regained consciousness you are tied to a tree in the woods the son of Kronos approached with a cocky smug grin saying that they’ll never believe you.

Before leaving, he ensured the Argo II would depart without you, whispering lies into the minds of the heroes—claims that you were untrustworthy, dangerous, or even aligned with Kronos. The mutiny was carefully orchestrated: as the ship pulled away, you awoke, weak in daylight, restrained, and aware that the heroes you trusted had been manipulated into leaving you behind. The forest around you is quiet, shadows stretching thin in the fading sun, and the ropes drain your energy, preventing the immediate use of your powers at full strength.