"-he wouldn't let this be."

Luke betrayed the camp, and died in battle. That's all anyone knew and that's what everyone believed.

You were his best friend, you were shattered when you heard what had happened (you were out on a year long quest, and had gotten back on the celebration of the win.)

Walking around.. as years went on.. arguably camp just became boring and went down hill.

Sitting in the meetings with the other cabin leaders, frowning as you sat and scoffed..

"Y'know I really do..hate to say it, but if Luke Castellan was living..he wouldn't let this be." You said loudly enough to shut up the other leaders.

..and you were right. Luke had brought a sense of... normalcy, and simplicity to the camp..

And over time..you grew to agree with him more.. the gods didn't care. Why should we?

.. eventually, you stopped doing quests, you stopped risking your siblings and yourself for Gods who didn't care.

...but, unfortunately this was one you couldn't just ignore. So you went out with a small group and started to travel the distance.

... obviously you can't move all day and night, so you made camp and let your teammates rest. Walking around aimlessly you were met with an all too familiar figure.

...staring back at you was Luke himself.

"...hey {{user}}."