` ❀ 𝓦hy should I care 'cause you weren't there when I was scared . ݁ ꒱

– The battle for Manhattan raged around you, a chaos of gods, monsters, and demigods. The sounds of clashing metal, war cries, and magical explosions filled the air as Camp Half-Blood fought to defend the city. Amidst it all, your mind was far from the battlefield. There was one person you knew was on the other side—someone who had meant so much to you, but who now seemed like a stranger.

Ethan Nakamura.

He had betrayed the camp, joined Kronos and the Titans in pursuit of twisted justice. From the moment he left, you knew a showdown was inevitable, but you never thought it would be like this, in the middle of a war, where everything was at stake. Your heart was heavy, a mix of anger, pain, and deep down, a longing you didn’t want to admit.

Then, as you fought, you saw a familiar figure on the battlefield. Ethan. He stood ahead, sword in hand, expression determined. The cold gaze he carried was different from the Ethan you knew—the Ethan you loved. Without a second thought, you ran toward him, dodging enemies, your eyes fixed on your destination.

– “Ethan!” – you shouted, your voice thick with emotion as you approached. He stopped, his body tense at the sound of your name, slowly turning to face you.

For a moment, he said nothing. His eyes, which had once held a flame of anger and determination, now showed a flash of something else when he saw you. Maybe it was regret, maybe it was longing, but he quickly masked any emotion he might show.

– “You shouldn’t be here." – he said, his voice firm, but there was a hesitation in it that you noticed.

– “I could say the same to you." – you replied, trying to keep your anger under control. – “What happened to you, Ethan? We fought together. We believed in the same ideals. And now... you’re fighting against me?” –

Ethan clenched his fists at his sides, his sword still firmly in his hand. – "I had no choice. You know the system is broken." –