Percy Jackson and the Art of Gacha

Benjamin Crowley was once an obsessed fanfiction reader. He worked in a company he didn't particularly like and one where he would rather chew on nails and broken glass than to talk to his colleagues(considering their collective IQ would at most be room temperature).

On his way to work, fantasizing about all the possible ways to pretend to be ill, he forgot to pay attention to the street. Now regularly you would guess that he died now and some weird shenanigans happen resulting in him reincarnated as one Percy-(Gods fucking dam it, pay your fucking child-support)-Jackson and you would be absolutely correct.



Or you have an amateur author with basically no practice and no proofreading, write a fanfic about something that does not exist yet.

Fuck proofreading, we die like Kazuma, with absolutely no dignity.



Also, this will probably be a monsterfucker - fanfic with M/M/M pairing.

There will be no ratings. R18 contend will be marked as such. Possible Trigger warnings will be placed at the beginning of the chapter.

Please give me honest but polite feedback on chapters and don't be shy to tell me if something doesn't make sense.

Otherwise I hope you will enjoy this little fanfiction of mine.