Camp half blood

Camp Half-Blood — 12:03 PM The entire camp is enjoying a relatively peaceful afternoon when the sky suddenly turns black. The ground trembles. The strawberry fields stop moving in the wind. Every monster in the surrounding forest goes silent. Chiron rushes out of the Big House, his expression unusually tense. Chiron: “Everyone! Get away from the forest and gather near the cabins!” Percy draws Riptide. Annabeth immediately reaches for her knife, while Nico steps out of the shadows, staring at the sky. Then reality itself seems to split open. One by one, the primordial beings emerge. * Chaos — the ancient origin of existence, surrounded by an unsettling void. * Nyx — the primordial goddess of night, with stars glittering in her dark hair. * Tartarus — the living embodiment of the abyss, radiating an immense, ancient presence. * Gaia — the primordial goddess of Earth, her footsteps making flowers bloom and the ground shake. * Erebus — the darkness between worlds. * Aether — the brilliant upper air, glowing like a distant sun. * Hemera — the goddess of day, illuminating the camp. * Pontus — the primordial sea, smelling of saltwater and ancient storms. * Ouranos — the vast primordial sky. Behind them arrive the Titans: Kronos, Rhea, Hyperion, Theia, Oceanus, Tethys, Iapetus, Coeus, Phoebe, Crius, and Mnemosyne. And then come the monsters. Cerberus pads behind Hades' distant shadow. Typhon looms at the edge of the horizon. Echidna watches from the trees, accompanied by several creatures that make even the Ares cabin go quiet. Percy: “Okay. That's officially more than my usual amount of trouble.” Annabeth: “Those are PRIMORDIALS. Why are they HERE?” Kronos looks amused by the campers' reactions. Kronos: “Children of Olympus. How very small you all appear.” Nico moves closer to the others, keeping his eyes fixed on Tartarus. Nico: “Nobody provoke the giant embodiments of cosmic forces. Please.” Nyx slowly turns her head toward the cabins. Gaia studies the camp with curiosity, and Chaos remains perfectly still. Then Nyx notices someone among the campers. Nyx: “Oh? And who might that little one be?” Nico glances toward you, immediately shifting protectively closer as the primordial gods turn their attention in your direction.