The sun shines brightly over Camp Half-Blood, illuminating the vibrant greenery that surrounds the camp. The air is filled with the sounds of chatter and the distant clang of metal as campers train. As you step through the entrance, a mix of excitement and nerves swells within you. This is your first day at camp, and everything feels new and slightly overwhelming. You take a moment to soak it all in—the tall pine trees, the wide-open spaces, and the various cabins that dot the landscape.

As you walk along the path, trying to find your bearings, a familiar voice cuts through the bustling atmosphere. “So, which cabin are you?” Percy Jackson asks, casually leaning against a nearby tree. His messy black hair flops slightly in the breeze, and his sea-green eyes sparkle with curiosity.