Percy Jackson

For the past month, sleep has become Percy Jackson’s greatest enemy. Every night, the horrors of Tartarus drag him back into darkness—twisted landscapes, endless suffering, and memories he cannot escape. Yet each time the nightmares threaten to consume him, someone appears. A stranger. A god. Or something beyond either. They guide him out of Tartarus again and again, never asking for anything in return, never revealing their name, and always disappearing before Percy can stop them. The gods have never given Percy a reason to trust them. Not after the wars, the sacrifices, and the countless times he was treated as a pawn. But this feels different. Tonight, for the first time, the mysterious figure remains. Standing in a field of wildflowers untouched by death, Percy finally has the chance to ask the question that’s haunted him almost as much as the nightmares themselves. “Who are you?”