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First arc: Birth in Hope city, the last fortress of Humanity: the Girl in Silver

Perseus jackson was born in hope city, in the year 9984. He was born into the declining aristocratic jackson family, one of the 13 great aristocratic families of hope city.

The night he was born was entirely uneventful. No one noticed the dark shadow that was Chaos herself, watching the birth of their final hope.

Percy was born into a human First arc: Birth in Hope city, the last fortress of Humanity: the Girl in Silver

Perseus jackson was born in hope city, in the year 9984. He was born into the declining aristocratic jackson family, one of the 13 great aristocratic families of hope city.

The night he was born was entirely uneventful. No one noticed the dark shadow that was Chaos herself, watching the birth of their final hope.

Percy was born into a human family and seemed entirely human. His godly powers were a thing of the past, and he was as close to being a human as he had ever been. The only difference between him and the ordinary, average human was his powerful soul, tempered by not just his fathers divinity, but also the sufferings of 16 years and the forging of the river styx.

The fates watched him with worry during his initial years. They had broken many divine laws during his birth, and the only reason they had gotten away with it was even Chaos herself had supported them. But in order to maintain balance, they had sealed away all his memories of his past life, everything leading from his birth and the identity of his true parents to the point of his death.

And so Percy jackson grew up, calling trisha jackson his mother and james jackson his father. Being born in an aristocratic family, even a declining one had it's advantages and Percy grew up learning the history of hope city, its founding and the day of apocalypse.

Humanity lived in this last standing city, the last hope of humanity's survival. In this world, monsters were no secret. They were a real, existing threat. No mist existed to hide them from the sight of humans. These monsters ruled almost the entire world now, turning it into a wilderness, filled with hungry beasts.

Almost 5,000 years back, the great empire of Pontus, the empire ruled by humanity was toppled by a wave of monsters that ran amock, hunting down and killing all of humanity, massacring the once invincible race. This army was led by a monstrous beast known as tartarus's envoy, a nearly invincible monster of infinite power. He slaughtered all the great experts of humanity, single handedly bringing the human civilization to it's knees in just a single day's time.

Then the wave of monsters devoured the rest of the empire, sweeping across the continent of gaia, slaughtering and massacring everything in their path. Then five hidden experts, a band of friends appeared. Despite being weak compared to the monster king, tartarus's envoy, these five were powerful experts whose strength had crossed the limits of the human body and entered into the realm of legends.

They gathered all the refugees and led them to the west, towards the uninhabited mountains where they secluded themselves and built a final stronghold for themselves, the city of hope, the final hope for humanity's survival. And thus these five great heroes stood as guardians of the city, defending it singlehandedly for nearly 2,000 years after which they died.

Humanity had survived, but still needed heroes to guard it. And so Percy was born into a world where everyone lived a life on the edge of life and death. A hero was born, to defy the will of the heavens, and stand against the gods!

In a world where order was destroyed, strength was what reigned supreme. The gods were already extinct, celestial bronze no longer blessed. Humanity no longer had demigods to fight the nesters that threatened their survival. In this alternate dimension, which was separated from earth, humans had already learnt to fight monsters by their own strength, relying on ordinary weapons built of steel to hunt them down!

When Percy was six years old, his training had begun. He was given not just physical training to strengthen his body. But also mental training to strengthen his mental fortitude and make him a sharp thinker on his feet. The grand jackson family was declining, and they had very little money to spare. As Percy was not born into the direct line, but instead was born to a cousin of the head of the family, he was assigned to not just train, but was required to work as well.

Percy was strong minded and strong willed from a young age. while his memories were sealed, his innate experience and instincts remained. He was a hard worker from a young age and he quickly absorbed and learned new things. He didn't fear hard work and was willing to put in as much effort necessary to accomplish his goals.

"the stages of training are divided into 10 total stages." James taught Percy. "the first nine stages are known as the '9 mortal shifts'. They are how far we can train an ordinary human body. The tenth stage, is also known as the realm of Legend, because that realm exceeds human limits and grants them explosive powers. The five great founders of our hope city all belonged to this realm. In fact, before the apocalypse day, humanity had thousands, if not tens of thousands of these experts." He said with a proud smile.

Percy was listening with rapt attention, his dark eyes eager "and all these great heroes were all killed by the monster king?" he enquired eagerly.

James nodded sadly. "it was a day of bloodshed and massacre. Most of the great experts had gathered to celebrate the Pontus empire's grand founding anniversary's five thousand year anniversary. That day the monster king arrived and killed all the assembled heroes. Not a single one escaped. The remaining legend realm warriors rushed to help them, but they all perished under his cruel blade. Then he hunted down the remaining legend realm warriors to make sure humanity was entirely crippled. The five founders were hidden experts who roamed the continent freely together in a band and hence escaped his notice. But they rushed back once they heard the news, but rather than commit suicide against him, they gathered the survivors and brought them to the desolate west mountains to form hope city. Monster waves were regular in the early days of the founding. But the five founders held off each one. some monsters were even of equal strength to them, but they never once faltered. And we the 13 great aristocratic families and 3 grand royal societies are their descendants. As such, we must protect and defend our city. In order to do so you must at least become a rank seven warrior! Am I clear?"

Percy's eyes were filled with excitement. "Yes father! Someday, I shall not just become a legend rank warrior, i will even surpass our founders and kill the monster king!"

James laughed and ruffled his sons hair with obvious delight and affection. "yes, yes my brave little boy. Someday, I'm sure you'll make us all proud. Just work hard. Even if our family cannot spare you too many resources, as long as you train hard enough, you shall surely surpass all your cousins!" he stood and stretched. His clothes were rough and patched, made with coarse thread. He smiled at his son. "I'll be out in the farm, getting the work done, you just dedicate yourself and train hard till I come back."

His words were said like a joke, since he would hardly believe a six year old child would be capable of training for nearly six hours straight. And indeed, when he returned that evening, a sweaty and dusty Percy lay curled up on the ground, sound asleep. James chuckled. "at least he did some training. Or I hope he did. It'd be disappointing to find out he spent all time playing, that's why he's so dusty." He laughed and picked him up and started back towards his house, not knowing that the six year old Percy had persisted in his physical training, following his combat manuals training exercises, for more than five hours before he'd fainted due to over exertion.

Their routine continued but james was surprised a few weeks later to see his son awake at the end of the six hour period, still training. When Percy was tested a few months later, the six year old child registered an astonishing record of rank 2 level power. Training continued and the next year the six year old registered rank three level power. His instructors were pleased but according to the rules, once he reached seven years of age, he was required to start farm work.

Thus began Percy's struggle to balance both farm work and training. His goal was to reach the hallowed institute of battle qi training. The same school founded by the five founders and the same school that had produced the city's only living legend realm warrior, grandholme degrest. He was the city's guardian pillar and the head of the grand society of grest, the ruling society.

But according to the rules, to join the academy, needed a rank of at least 4 at the age of eight and at least a rank of five to join the genius class. Given Percy's speed, reaching rank 4 or perhaps even 5 was not impossible by the age of 8. But with farmwork taking up all his time, he barely had any time to train. He struggled hard, trying to finish his work as soon as possible and begin training. He worked himself to his limits but made no progress. The next year's test was disappointing but expected. He had a rank of level three. Then he began struggling even harder but within a week, of his seventh year, tragedy struck

Percy had just finished another day of work in the farm that he was assigned to. He went to the small hut where he usually trained right after work was finished. Determined to not waste any time, he did not even bother changing his clothes before seating himself and beginning to practice the energy flow manual provided by his family for a cheap price. Percy closed his eyes and steadied his breathing, letting his energy sync with the world around him even as he began respiring the profound energy around him through all his pores. He quickly speeded up his flow of energy, wincing at the sudden rush of enrgy flowing through his Profound veins.

A person's profound veins were the integral channels through which his Profound energy flowed. This energy was what helped humans to exceed their limits and perform superhuman feats. Using this energy, they could cushion their organs from attacks, strengthen their muscles and even increase their healing and lifespan! They were delicate and it was required for a warrior to ensure their safety in battle, for if they were ever broken or damaged, then the person would be crippled, unable to store or use this energy, and hence, a waste.

Percy already knew all the necessary precautions, but he had very little time and hence decided to disregard them as he quietly revolved his energy through his body at breakneck speeds. His face turned an unnatural shade of red as the energy flowed unstably throughout him. then suddenly, Percy felt the energy go wild within his body, running amok as it thrashed through his profound veins. Percy felt his mind blank out under the pain and he collapsed to the floor. He was later found by his father when he came to take him home for the night. Under the burden of incessant training and no rest, Percy fainted and ended up in a coma for nearly three days.

-in his dreams-

"Hahahahahaha son of Poseidon, how are you?" a voice boomed across the darkness of his dream. Even the space of the dream space trembled under it's might and Percy felt as if the weight of the world was settilng onto his mind.

Percy cowered in fear then forced himself to stand straight. Even at such a young age, he had the courage of a hero, unwilling to fear anything. "y-you! w-who are you?!" Percy shouted back. His voice shook with fear, but then held firm.

That mocking laughter boomed again. "my identity is of little consequence my young hero. But how come you have come to visit me so soon? Do you not value your life? Training so hard will kill you my young hero."

Percy glared into the darkness surrounding him "it's the only way I can train! I have no choice!"

"there is always a choice young hero. In the past, you made the wrong choice and hence you ended up here. Now all that's left to be seen is if you will repeat that same mistake again." The voice grew softer and more indistinct and suddenly Percy woke up, surrounded by his family.

His mother had tears in her eyes as she hugged him. "you silly, silly boy! What drove you to this? That training is too much for you my dear! Give it up!" trisha sobbed as she hugged him and patted his head to make sure he was fine. She was shivering with shock and fear and Percy felt horrible to have made her so worried. Though he looked like a child, his temperament was one of a man much older.

"don't worry mum I'm absolutely fine now" he patted her head and she sobbed even more. His father gently helped her up and whispers a few words into her ear. "we'll let you rest my boy. The family has given you a week off so take care to get enough rest!" He patted trisha and led her out of the room his piercing gaze resting upon Percy for a moment as he nodded at him with a gentle smile before exiting.

Percy frowned with displeasure. He hated worrying his mother, but what could he do? He had no other choice than to work harder than others to achieve the same results. He sighed then sat cross legged and started to revolve the power in his body according to the manual provided. The battle qi surged and ebbed as it ran across his body. Percy decided to use this one week of time to its full potential. He began to revolve the power, then froze in horror. He tried again and felt sick with fear.

He'd just realized that when he revolved his power according to the level three formula, there was no problem. But as soon as he tried to follow the level four formula, to try and breakthrough, his power seemed to drain out of his body, leaving him helpless and absolutely dry and drained of even a drop of battle qi.

He tried the entire day with no avail. He again tried it the next day, hoping the nights rest had healed him. But there was no change in his condition. He tried every idea he could think of, frantic with worry. He consulted both his parents and they told him they had no idea what was wrong. They consoled him and told him that he could ask to meet the family doctor. He was experienced and might be able to help. On the last day of his week off, Percy went to visit him. When he left the building half an hour later, he felt sick. Absolutely sick to the core.

There was no cure. That was what he had told him. He had permanently damaged his body and now it no longer could host any more power within it. He would forever remain a level 3 warrior. He would remain a level three forever, because he was crippled. A pathetic cripple who had no cure.

Even his mother was a level 4 father was a level 5 and would soon be a level 6. But he was crippled for the rest of his life. The doctor advised rest and gave him a note exempting him from work for another five days.

But what did this leave matter anymore? He soon headed out of the family compound. Many people greeted him as they passed by. They had cruel smiles on their lips and immediately Percy understood. They already knew. His parents had been asking around for help for quite sometime. A few people had seen him visit the doctor. They must have gone and seen him after Percy left and asked what the reason was.

And so in an hours time the matter had spread out. The previous genius of the jackson family's side branch, the one with hope to join the grand battle qi institute was now a worthless trash. He was a cripple doomed to be a weakling for the rest of his life. He would be the weakest of all in the grand aristocratic clan and he knew what it meant. Everyone would look down on him as if he were a needy beggar living off their scraps.

Percy stormed out off the family compound but couldn't bear heading into the general city area. Soon he would have the same status as a commoner in the family. Most commoners only had a rank three cultivation after all. Usually all family members were at least level five warriors.

He headed to the outside of the city, the exclusive area of his family. every aristocratic family controlled one portion of land around the city which they defended with their own soldiers. The stronger the family, the bigger the portion. Hence, his family had the smallest portion, but that was meaningless now. He wasn't even qualified to become a guard now. He headed into the barren land. It was usually deserted, since the guards patrolled only the walls of the city. In case of a monster wave, they would be stranded if they were outside.

Percy sighed as night slowly fell and he reached the closest mountain. He felt like crying, screaming and cursing his luck, for forsaking him. He punched the ground, hard, but it didn't make him feel any better, didn't get rid of that hot heavy feeling in his throat. Didn't reduce that heavy weight in his chest. He screamed out loud in fury and tears spilled from his eyes as the truth of the future hit him. He collapsed onto the without any energy. He wished a monster wave would come and swallow him and end his misery. He looked to the sky and suddenly the heavy blanket of clouds that usually covered the sky suddenly parted and Percy caught sight of the full was bright silver and glowed with energy. Percy felt a strange peace in his heart, calming his fury and pain.

Suddenly there was a sparkle over the moon and the clouds closed over it again. Percy went to look away, that peaceful feeling fading away once the moon had been covered but he caught sight of that sparkle looked up in surprise as the sparkle grew larger, then turned into a flaming meteor as it crashed through the air, heading for the mountain.

Percy's eyes widened in surprise as the silver meteor smashed into the other side of the mountain and caused an avalanche. He ran as fast as his tiny feet could carry him. Once he was at a safe distance he turned and observed the avalanche. But soon before long, it had stopped and all was silent and peaceful again.

Percy caught sight of a faint silver glow emanating from the site of the avalanche and ran towards that area. He had no idea what it might be but was certain that whatever it was, it wasn't ordinary.

Percy soon reached the site of the glowing object and began digging it out. Feeling a budding sense of excitement, he quickly rolled away heavy rocks and dug as hard as he could, digging down the rubble that was glowing almost eerily. He first uncovered her hand. As he continued, he uncovered the rest of her arm, then her face and then her entire body. Percy stared at what he had uncovered in surprise. It was a person. A girl to be exact. She was a young girl, maybe twelve or thirteen. She had auburn hair gathered back in a ponytail and skin was silvery and glowing, emanating the light that had drawn Percy here. Despite his young age, Percy caught his breath at the sight of her beautiful face, but it was stern and dangerous. She was dressed in a burnt and tattered silver gown. Percy was surprised it was even held together after this fall but it was still very revealing. Percy didn't care about any of that though.

He leant over the girl and went to shake her. The second his fingers touched her skin, he hissed and jumped back. His fingers had gone red. She was burning hot. He looked at her carefully and held his hand over her. No she wasn't hot. She was cold. So cold, it had overloaded his nerves.

A soft voice, in the back of Percy's mind, suddenly piped up. It echoed through the seals on his memories, for this was the voice of his intuition. "she didn't just suck out heat from your body. She sucked out life. She's been poisoned. This poison is draining away her very life. If this continues,soon she'll die. After that, if the poison is still active it may spread across the mountain and kill all the life there." Percy frowned. He had no idea how he knew all this, but he just realized and understood it all.

Then the only way to stop it from killing her would be…. Percy reached out with a tentative hand and touched hers. He immediately whipped it back, unable to bear the pain. Then he remembered that he was in fact useless." Im useless to my family and my city. At the very least I might be able to save her life or at least save the life of the creatures on this mountain. Since my life is useless, let me do something meaningful with it" Percy said out loud. Then gritting his teeth, he gripped her hand.

The pain was horrendous. He felt like screaming. He felt like he was boiling till every piece of him had melted away. His nerves were burning and breaking apart. he felt like his body was coming apart and his very soul was being cooked. But in all this pain one part of Percy's soul was silent. The part that had been sealed away.

"the pain of the styx all over again" Percy mumbled through lips that were painted with coughed blood and more blood spurted from his eyes, ears and nose. His body was shriveling and his face was covered with blood. His brain was frazzled with pain and he had no idea what he was mumbling.

Suddenly a memory, still sealed but still strong burned in his mind. A promise, to find a girl. the lost girl. Percy's mind reeled with pain but his thoughts were getting clearer. "ive seen this girl somewhere before!" Percy thought fiercely. "and when I saw her, I swore…. I swore I would find….. would find….." the name of the girl Percy wanted to find was on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't bring it forth.

The pain intensified and Percy felt like his soul was being torn into two pieces. The poison had spread into his soul now, and Percy knew his end was near, but he was bitter, he couldn't die, he absolutely couldn't, he had to find her… that girl, his girl…the pain blanked out Percy's mind and he roared out loud "Annabeth!"

The clouds parted again and moonlight slid over the two of them, both figures holding hands, Percy, bloodied and broken, the mysterious girl, pristine and perfect.

Percy was on the edge of his consciousness, feeling his life fade away and the world darken around him. The girl slowly opened her own eyes, silvery yellowish color pupils inside. Her eyes were cold and she seemed surprised to be alive. She felt Percy's hand and looked at him in surprise. Her eyes blurred with tears as she saw him. "no… not again…" she whispered softly. "big brother….. why.. why!" she hurriedly wiped her tears, blood staining her face and mixing with the tears.

"you fool" she shook Percy gently " why did you sacrifice yourself for me?"

Percy's eyes fluttered open and his lips parted slightly "i-if…. M-my …. W-worth…less life…c-can save… yours… perhaps it would have been…..worth it….."

her tears dripped onto his face as she heard his words, words that mirrored the ones her brother had whispered while lying down in her arms, in the throes of his death. "no more… i…I can't take this…. Everyone wants to protect me… just let me die" she sobbed then steeled herself as she looked at Percy, fury in her eyes. "tell me your name, boy"

"p-perseus…. Jackson…" Percy whispered, his breathing growing weaker.

"perseus…. You said your life was worthless. Then I will give you a new life. A worthwhile life, and you must guard it, because you just said that giving your life was worth saving it. The life I give you, is my life. Guard it well. This is the life of Artemis Sollunas, the divine human with the powers of a god."

She bent and kissed Percy and her form sparkled with dazzling silver light then dispersed into tiny motes of moonlight that drifted into him, forming the symbol of a crescent moon upon his chest.

Perseus jackson (profile)

Name:Perseus(Percy) Jackson

Age: Eight

Race: Divine Human

Attribute: Attributeless

Current status: Bond Of Blood With Artemis Sollunas

Current Cultivation: Rank Three Warrior

Divine Bloodlines: Nil

Divine Transformations: Celestial Moon Gods Transformation

Weapon: Nil

Artemis Sollunas(Profile)

Name:Artemis Sollunas

Age: Twelve

Race: Divine Human

Attribute: Moon God Attribute

Current status: Bond Of Blood With Percy Jackson/Poisoned by Essence of Styx

Current Cultivation: High-god level(half-step Olympian level)

Divine Bloodlines: Bloodline Of Fate(special power: Oracle's eye)

Divine Transformations: Celestial Moon Gods Transformation, Oracle's Serpent

Weapon: Violet Bamboo Celestial Bow/ twin black and purple divine daggers.

A.N.:that took me a lot of time and planning. Hope you guys enjoyed it. sorry the if chapter was too short. I'm trying to figure out how to lengthen them. Hopefully the future chapters will be at least as long as this one was.

No artemis is not a god. She's been reborn human. A human with special powers, called a divine human. No she does not remember Percy or her past life. Just like Percy. And no not every god is reborn. Only a few are reborn. Depends on your reviews. Btw even demigods can be reborn as divine humans. For example Annabeth is being reborn. So review who you want reborn and in Percy's harem. Currently the reborn gods are: Artemis, Athena, Hestia, Aphrodite, Demeter, Persephone, Hera, Psyche, Nemesis Ares, Apollo. No zeus, Poseidon and hades are not gonna be reborn. And no artemisFirst arc: Birth in Hope city, the last fortress of Humanity: the Girl in Silver

Perseus jackson was born in hope city, in the year 9984. He was born into the declining aristocratic jackson family, one of the 13 great aristocratic families of hope city.

The night he was born was entirely uneventful. No one noticed the dark shadow that was Chaos herself, watching the birth of their final hope.

Percy was born into a human family and seemed entirely human. His godly powers were a thing of the past, and he was as close to being a human as he had ever been. The only difference between him and the ordinary, average human was his powerful soul, tempered by not just his fathers divinity, but also the sufferings of 16 years and the forging of the river styx.

The fates watched him with worry during his initial years. They had broken many divine laws during his birth, and the only reason they had gotten away with it was even Chaos herself had supported them. But in order to maintain balance, they had sealed away all his memories of his past life, everything leading from his birth and the identity of his true parents to the point of his death.

And so Percy jackson grew up, calling trisha jackson his mother and james jackson his father. Being born in an aristocratic family, even a declining one had it's advantages and Percy grew up learning the history of hope city, its founding and the day of apocalypse.

Humanity lived in this last standing city, the last hope of humanity's survival. In this world, monsters were no secret. They were a real, existing threat. No mist existed to hide them from the sight of humans. These monsters ruled almost the entire world now, turning it into a wilderness, filled with hungry beasts.

Almost 5,000 years back, the great empire of Pontus, the empire ruled by humanity was toppled by a wave of monsters that ran amock, hunting down and killing all of humanity, massacring the once invincible race. This army was led by a monstrous beast known as tartarus's envoy, a nearly invincible monster of infinite power. He slaughtered all the great experts of humanity, single handedly bringing the human civilization to it's knees in just a single day's time.

Then the wave of monsters devoured the rest of the empire, sweeping across the continent of gaia, slaughtering and massacring everything in their path. Then five hidden experts, a band of friends appeared. Despite being weak compared to the monster king, tartarus's envoy, these five were powerful experts whose strength had crossed the limits of the human body and entered into the realm of legends.

They gathered all the refugees and led them to the west, towards the uninhabited mountains where they secluded themselves and built a final stronghold for themselves, the city of hope, the final hope for humanity's survival. And thus these five great heroes stood as guardians of the city, defending it singlehandedly for nearly 2,000 years after which they died.

Humanity had survived, but still needed heroes to guard it. And so Percy was born into a world where everyone lived a life on the edge of life and death. A hero was born, to defy the will of the heavens, and stand against the gods!

In a world where order was destroyed, strength was what reigned supreme. The gods were already extinct, celestial bronze no longer blessed. Humanity no longer had demigods to fight the nesters that threatened their survival. In this alternate dimension, which was separated from earth, humans had already learnt to fight monsters by their own strength, relying on ordinary weapons built of steel to hunt them down!

When Percy was six years old, his training had begun. He was given not just physical training to strengthen his body. But also mental training to strengthen his mental fortitude and make him a sharp thinker on his feet. The grand jackson family was declining, and they had very little money to spare. As Percy was not born into the direct line, but instead was born to a cousin of the head of the family, he was assigned to not just train, but was required to work as well.

Percy was strong minded and strong willed from a young age. while his memories were sealed, his innate experience and instincts remained. He was a hard worker from a young age and he quickly absorbed and learned new things. He didn't fear hard work and was willing to put in as much effort necessary to accomplish his goals.

"the stages of training are divided into 10 total stages." James taught Percy. "the first nine stages are known as the '9 mortal shifts'. They are how far we can train an ordinary human body. The tenth stage, is also known as the realm of Legend, because that realm exceeds human limits and grants them explosive powers. The five great founders of our hope city all belonged to this realm. In fact, before the apocalypse day, humanity had thousands, if not tens of thousands of these experts." He said with a proud smile.

Percy was listening with rapt attention, his dark eyes eager "and all these great heroes were all killed by the monster king?" he enquired eagerly.

James nodded sadly. "it was a day of bloodshed and massacre. Most of the great experts had gathered to celebrate the Pontus empire's grand founding anniversary's five thousand year anniversary. That day the monster king arrived and killed all the assembled heroes. Not a single one escaped. The remaining legend realm warriors rushed to help them, but they all perished under his cruel blade. Then he hunted down the remaining legend realm warriors to make sure humanity was entirely crippled. The five founders were hidden experts who roamed the continent freely together in a band and hence escaped his notice. But they rushed back once they heard the news, but rather than commit suicide against him, they gathered the survivors and brought them to the desolate west mountains to form hope city. Monster waves were regular in the early days of the founding. But the five founders held off each one. some monsters were even of equal strength to them, but they never once faltered. And we the 13 great aristocratic families and 3 grand royal societies are their descendants. As such, we must protect and defend our city. In order to do so you must at least become a rank seven warrior! Am I clear?"

Percy's eyes were filled with excitement. "Yes father! Someday, I shall not just become a legend rank warrior, i will even surpass our founders and kill the monster king!"

James laughed and ruffled his sons hair with obvious delight and affection. "yes, yes my brave little boy. Someday, I'm sure you'll make us all proud. Just work hard. Even if our family cannot spare you too many resources, as long as you train hard enough, you shall surely surpass all your cousins!" he stood and stretched. His clothes were rough and patched, made with coarse thread. He smiled at his son. "I'll be out in the farm, getting the work done, you just dedicate yourself and train hard till I come back."

His words were said like a joke, since he would hardly believe a six year old child would be capable of training for nearly six hours straight. And indeed, when he returned that evening, a sweaty and dusty Percy lay curled up on the ground, sound asleep. James chuckled. "at least he did some training. Or I hope he did. It'd be disappointing to find out he spent all time playing, that's why he's so dusty." He laughed and picked him up and started back towards his house, not knowing that the six year old Percy had persisted in his physical training, following his combat manuals training exercises, for more than five hours before he'd fainted due to over exertion.

Their routine continued but james was surprised a few weeks later to see his son awake at the end of the six hour period, still training. When Percy was tested a few months later, the six year old child registered an astonishing record of rank 2 level power. Training continued and the next year the six year old registered rank three level power. His instructors were pleased but according to the rules, once he reached seven years of age, he was required to start farm work.

Thus began Percy's struggle to balance both farm work and training. His goal was to reach the hallowed institute of battle qi training. The same school founded by the five founders and the same school that had produced the city's only living legend realm warrior, grandholme degrest. He was the city's guardian pillar and the head of the grand society of grest, the ruling society.

But according to the rules, to join the academy, needed a rank of at least 4 at the age of eight and at least a rank of five to join the genius class. Given Percy's speed, reaching rank 4 or perhaps even 5 was not impossible by the age of 8. But with farmwork taking up all his time, he barely had any time to train. He struggled hard, trying to finish his work as soon as possible and begin training. He worked himself to his limits but made no progress. The next year's test was disappointing but expected. He had a rank of level three. Then he began struggling even harder but within a week, of his seventh year, tragedy struck

Percy had just finished another day of work in the farm that he was assigned to. He went to the small hut where he usually trained right after work was finished. Determined to not waste any time, he did not even bother changing his clothes before seating himself and beginning to practice the energy flow manual provided by his family for a cheap price. Percy closed his eyes and steadied his breathing, letting his energy sync with the world around him even as he began respiring the profound energy around him through all his pores. He quickly speeded up his flow of energy, wincing at the sudden rush of enrgy flowing through his Profound veins.

A person's profound veins were the integral channels through which his Profound energy flowed. This energy was what helped humans to exceed their limits and perform superhuman feats. Using this energy, they could cushion their organs from attacks, strengthen their muscles and even increase their healing and lifespan! They were delicate and it was required for a warrior to ensure their safety in battle, for if they were ever broken or damaged, then the person would be crippled, unable to store or use this energy, and hence, a waste.

Percy already knew all the necessary precautions, but he had very little time and hence decided to disregard them as he quietly revolved his energy through his body at breakneck speeds. His face turned an unnatural shade of red as the energy flowed unstably throughout him. then suddenly, Percy felt the energy go wild within his body, running amok as it thrashed through his profound veins. Percy felt his mind blank out under the pain and he collapsed to the floor. He was later found by his father when he came to take him home for the night. Under the burden of incessant training and no rest, Percy fainted and ended up in a coma for nearly three days.

-in his dreams-

"Hahahahahaha son of Poseidon, how are you?" a voice boomed across the darkness of his dream. Even the space of the dream space trembled under it's might and Percy felt as if the weight of the world was settilng onto his mind.

Percy cowered in fear then forced himself to stand straight. Even at such a young age, he had the courage of a hero, unwilling to fear anything. "y-you! w-who are you?!" Percy shouted back. His voice shook with fear, but then held firm.

That mocking laughter boomed again. "my identity is of little consequence my young hero. But how come you have come to visit me so soon? Do you not value your life? Training so hard will kill you my young hero."

Percy glared into the darkness surrounding him "it's the only way I can train! I have no choice!"

"there is always a choice young hero. In the past, you made the wrong choice and hence you ended up here. Now all that's left to be seen is if you will repeat that same mistake again." The voice grew softer and more indistinct and suddenly Percy woke up, surrounded by his family.

His mother had tears in her eyes as she hugged him. "you silly, silly boy! What drove you to this? That training is too much for you my dear! Give it up!" trisha sobbed as she hugged him and patted his head to make sure he was fine. She was shivering with shock and fear and Percy felt horrible to have made her so worried. Though he looked like a child, his temperament was one of a man much older.

"don't worry mum I'm absolutely fine now" he patted her head and she sobbed even more. His father gently helped her up and whispers a few words into her ear. "we'll let you rest my boy. The family has given you a week off so take care to get enough rest!" He patted trisha and led her out of the room his piercing gaze resting upon Percy for a moment as he nodded at him with a gentle smile before exiting.

Percy frowned with displeasure. He hated worrying his mother, but what could he do? He had no other choice than to work harder than others to achieve the same results. He sighed then sat cross legged and started to revolve the power in his body according to the manual provided. The battle qi surged and ebbed as it ran across his body. Percy decided to use this one week of time to its full potential. He began to revolve the power, then froze in horror. He tried again and felt sick with fear.

He'd just realized that when he revolved his power according to the level three formula, there was no problem. But as soon as he tried to follow the level four formula, to try and breakthrough, his power seemed to drain out of his body, leaving him helpless and absolutely dry and drained of even a drop of battle qi.

He tried the entire day with no avail. He again tried it the next day, hoping the nights rest had healed him. But there was no change in his condition. He tried every idea he could think of, frantic with worry. He consulted both his parents and they told him they had no idea what was wrong. They consoled him and told him that he could ask to meet the family doctor. He was experienced and might be able to help. On the last day of his week off, Percy went to visit him. When he left the building half an hour later, he felt sick. Absolutely sick to the core.

There was no cure. That was what he had told him. He had permanently damaged his body and now it no longer could host any more power within it. He would forever remain a level 3 warrior. He would remain a level three forever, because he was crippled. A pathetic cripple who had no cure.

Even his mother was a level 4 father was a level 5 and would soon be a level 6. But he was crippled for the rest of his life. The doctor advised rest and gave him a note exempting him from work for another five days.

But what did this leave matter anymore? He soon headed out of the family compound. Many people greeted him as they passed by. They had cruel smiles on their lips and immediately Percy understood. They already knew. His parents had been asking around for help for quite sometime. A few people had seen him visit the doctor. They must have gone and seen him after Percy left and asked what the reason was.

And so in an hours time the matter had spread out. The previous genius of the jackson family's side branch, the one with hope to join the grand battle qi institute was now a worthless trash. He was a cripple doomed to be a weakling for the rest of his life. He would be the weakest of all in the grand aristocratic clan and he knew what it meant. Everyone would look down on him as if he were a needy beggar living off their scraps.

Percy stormed out off the family compound but couldn't bear heading into the general city area. Soon he would have the same status as a commoner in the family. Most commoners only had a rank three cultivation after all. Usually all family members were at least level five warriors.

He headed to the outside of the city, the exclusive area of his family. every aristocratic family controlled one portion of land around the city which they defended with their own soldiers. The stronger the family, the bigger the portion. Hence, his family had the smallest portion, but that was meaningless now. He wasn't even qualified to become a guard now. He headed into the barren land. It was usually deserted, since the guards patrolled only the walls of the city. In case of a monster wave, they would be stranded if they were outside.

Percy sighed as night slowly fell and he reached the closest mountain. He felt like crying, screaming and cursing his luck, for forsaking him. He punched the ground, hard, but it didn't make him feel any better, didn't get rid of that hot heavy feeling in his throat. Didn't reduce that heavy weight in his chest. He screamed out loud in fury and tears spilled from his eyes as the truth of the future hit him. He collapsed onto the without any energy. He wished a monster wave would come and swallow him and end his misery. He looked to the sky and suddenly the heavy blanket of clouds that usually covered the sky suddenly parted and Percy caught sight of the full was bright silver and glowed with energy. Percy felt a strange peace in his heart, calming his fury and pain.

Suddenly there was a sparkle over the moon and the clouds closed over it again. Percy went to look away, that peaceful feeling fading away once the moon had been covered but he caught sight of that sparkle looked up in surprise as the sparkle grew larger, then turned into a flaming meteor as it crashed through the air, heading for the mountain.

Percy's eyes widened in surprise as the silver meteor smashed into the other side of the mountain and caused an avalanche. He ran as fast as his tiny feet could carry him. Once he was at a safe distance he turned and observed the avalanche. But soon before long, it had stopped and all was silent and peaceful again.

Percy caught sight of a faint silver glow emanating from the site of the avalanche and ran towards that area. He had no idea what it might be but was certain that whatever it was, it wasn't ordinary.

Percy soon reached the site of the glowing object and began digging it out. Feeling a budding sense of excitement, he quickly rolled away heavy rocks and dug as hard as he could, digging down the rubble that was glowing almost eerily. He first uncovered her hand. As he continued, he uncovered the rest of her arm, then her face and then her entire body. Percy stared at what he had uncovered in surprise. It was a person. A girl to be exact. She was a young girl, maybe twelve or thirteen. She had auburn hair gathered back in a ponytail and skin was silvery and glowing, emanating the light that had drawn Percy here. Despite his young age, Percy caught his breath at the sight of her beautiful face, but it was stern and dangerous. She was dressed in a burnt and tattered silver gown. Percy was surprised it was even held together after this fall but it was still very revealing. Percy didn't care about any of that though.

He leant over the girl and went to shake her. The second his fingers touched her skin, he hissed and jumped back. His fingers had gone red. She was burning hot. He looked at her carefully and held his hand over her. No she wasn't hot. She was cold. So cold, it had overloaded his nerves.

A soft voice, in the back of Percy's mind, suddenly piped up. It echoed through the seals on his memories, for this was the voice of his intuition. "she didn't just suck out heat from your body. She sucked out life. She's been poisoned. This poison is draining away her very life. If this continues,soon she'll die. After that, if the poison is still active it may spread across the mountain and kill all the life there." Percy frowned. He had no idea how he knew all this, but he just realized and understood it all.

Then the only way to stop it from killing her would be…. Percy reached out with a tentative hand and touched hers. He immediately whipped it back, unable to bear the pain. Then he remembered that he was in fact useless." Im useless to my family and my city. At the very least I might be able to save her life or at least save the life of the creatures on this mountain. Since my life is useless, let me do something meaningful with it" Percy said out loud. Then gritting his teeth, he gripped her hand.

The pain was horrendous. He felt like screaming. He felt like he was boiling till every piece of him had melted away. His nerves were burning and breaking apart. he felt like his body was coming apart and his very soul was being cooked. But in all this pain one part of Percy's soul was silent. The part that had been sealed away.

"the pain of the styx all over again" Percy mumbled through lips that were painted with coughed blood and more blood spurted from his eyes, ears and nose. His body was shriveling and his face was covered with blood. His brain was frazzled with pain and he had no idea what he was mumbling.

Suddenly a memory, still sealed but still strong burned in his mind. A promise, to find a girl. the lost girl. Percy's mind reeled with pain but his thoughts were getting clearer. "ive seen this girl somewhere before!" Percy thought fiercely. "and when I saw her, I swore…. I swore I would find….. would find….." the name of the girl Percy wanted to find was on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't bring it forth.

The pain intensified and Percy felt like his soul was being torn into two pieces. The poison had spread into his soul now, and Percy knew his end was near, but he was bitter, he couldn't die, he absolutely couldn't, he had to find her… that girl, his girl…the pain blanked out Percy's mind and he roared out loud "Annabeth!"

The clouds parted again and moonlight slid over the two of them, both figures holding hands, Percy, bloodied and broken, the mysterious girl, pristine and perfect.

Percy was on the edge of his consciousness, feeling his life fade away and the world darken around him. The girl slowly opened her own eyes, silvery yellowish color pupils inside. Her eyes were cold and she seemed surprised to be alive. She felt Percy's hand and looked at him in surprise. Her eyes blurred with tears as she saw him. "no… not again…" she whispered softly. "big brother….. why.. why!" she hurriedly wiped her tears, blood staining her face and mixing with the tears.

"you fool" she shook Percy gently " why did you sacrifice yourself for me?"

Percy's eyes fluttered open and his lips parted slightly "i-if…. M-my …. W-worth…less life…c-can save… yours… perhaps it would have been…..worth it….."

her tears dripped onto his face as she heard his words, words that mirrored the ones her brother had whispered while lying down in her arms, in the throes of his death. "no more… i…I can't take this…. Everyone wants to protect me… just let me die" she sobbed then steeled herself as she looked at Percy, fury in her eyes. "tell me your name, boy"

"p-perseus…. Jackson…" Percy whispered, his breathing growing weaker.

"perseus…. You said your life was worthless. Then I will give you a new life. A worthwhile life, and you must guard it, because you just said that giving your life was worth saving it. The life I give you, is my life. Guard it well. This is the life of Artemis Sollunas, the divine human with the powers of a god."

She bent and kissed Percy and her form sparkled with dazzling silver light then dispersed into tiny motes of moonlight that drifted into him, forming the symbol of a crescent moon upon his chest.

Perseus jackson (profile)

Name:Perseus(Percy) Jackson

Age: Eight

Race: Divine Human

Attribute: Attributeless

Current status: Bond Of Blood With Artemis Sollunas

Current Cultivation: Rank Three Warrior

Divine Bloodlines: Nil

Divine Transformations: Celestial Moon Gods Transformation

Weapon: Nil

Artemis Sollunas(Profile)

Name:Artemis Sollunas

Age: Twelve

Race: Divine Human

Attribute: Moon God Attribute

Current status: Bond Of Blood With Percy Jackson/Poisoned by Essence of Styx

Current Cultivation: High-god level(half-step Olympian level)

Divine Bloodlines: Bloodline Of Fate(special power: Oracle's eye)

Divine Transformations: Celestial Moon Gods Transformation, Oracle's Serpent

Weapon: Violet Bamboo Celestial Bow/ twin black and purple divine daggers.

A.N.:that took me a lot of time and planning. Hope you guys enjoyed it. sorry the if chapter was too short. I'm trying to figure out how to lengthen them. Hopefully the future chapters will be at least as long as this one was.

No artemis is not a god. She's been reborn human. A human with special powers, called a divine human. No she does not remember Percy or her past life. Just like Percy. And no not every god is reborn. Only a few are reborn. Depends on your reviews. Btw even demigods can be reborn as divine humans. For example Annabeth is being reborn. So review who you want reborn and in Percy's harem. Currently the reborn gods are: Artemis, Athena, Hestia, Aphrodite, Demeter, Persephone, Hera, Psyche, Nemesis Ares, Apollo. No zeus, Poseidon and hades are not gonna be reborn. And no artemis didn't die. She just kissed him so why would she die!?

What happened then you ask? Well reader, wait for the next chapter and you'll know. didn't die. She just kissed him so why would she die!?

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The fates watched him with worry during his initial years. They had broken many divine laws during his birth, and the only reason they had gotten away with it was even Chaos herself had supported them. But in order to maintain balance, they had sealed away all his memories of his past life, everything leading from his birth and the identity of his true parents to the point of his death.

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Then the wave of monsters devoured the rest of the empire, sweeping across the continent of gaia, slaughtering and massacring everything in their path. Then five hidden experts, a band of friends appeared. Despite being weak compared to the monster king, tartarus's envoy, these five were powerful experts whose strength had crossed the limits of the human body and entered into the realm of legends.

They gathered all the refugees and led them to the west, towards the uninhabited mountains where they secluded themselves and built a final stronghold for themselves, the city of hope, the final hope for humanity's survival. And thus these five great heroes stood as guardians of the city, defending it singlehandedly for nearly 2,000 years after which they died.

Humanity had survived, but still needed heroes to guard it. And so Percy was born into a world where everyone lived a life on the edge of life and death. A hero was born, to defy the will of the heavens, and stand against the gods!

In a world where order was destroyed, strength was what reigned supreme. The gods were already extinct, celestial bronze no longer blessed. Humanity no longer had demigods to fight the nesters that threatened their survival. In this alternate dimension, which was separated from earth, humans had already learnt to fight monsters by their own strength, relying on ordinary weapons built of steel to hunt them down!

When Percy was six years old, his training had begun. He was given not just physical training to strengthen his body. But also mental training to strengthen his mental fortitude and make him a sharp thinker on his feet. The grand jackson family was declining, and they had very little money to spare. As Percy was not born into the direct line, but instead was born to a cousin of the head of the family, he was assigned to not just train, but was required to work as well.

Percy was strong minded and strong willed from a young age. while his memories were sealed, his innate experience and instincts remained. He was a hard worker from a young age and he quickly absorbed and learned new things. He didn't fear hard work and was willing to put in as much effort necessary to accomplish his goals.

"the stages of training are divided into 10 total stages." James taught Percy. "the first nine stages are known as the '9 mortal shifts'. They are how far we can train an ordinary human body. The tenth stage, is also known as the realm of Legend, because that realm exceeds human limits and grants them explosive powers. The five great founders of our hope city all belonged to this realm. In fact, before the apocalypse day, humanity had thousands, if not tens of thousands of these experts." He said with a proud smile.

Percy was listening with rapt attention, his dark eyes eager "and all these great heroes were all killed by the monster king?" he enquired eagerly.

James nodded sadly. "it was a day of bloodshed and massacre. Most of the great experts had gathered to celebrate the Pontus empire's grand founding anniversary's five thousand year anniversary. That day the monster king arrived and killed all the assembled heroes. Not a single one escaped. The remaining legend realm warriors rushed to help them, but they all perished under his cruel blade. Then he hunted down the remaining legend realm warriors to make sure humanity was entirely crippled. The five founders were hidden experts who roamed the continent freely together in a band and hence escaped his notice. But they rushed back once they heard the news, but rather than commit suicide against him, they gathered the survivors and brought them to the desolate west mountains to form hope city. Monster waves were regular in the early days of the founding. But the five founders held off each one. some monsters were even of equal strength to them, but they never once faltered. And we the 13 great aristocratic families and 3 grand royal societies are their descendants. As such, we must protect and defend our city. In order to do so you must at least become a rank seven warrior! Am I clear?"

Percy's eyes were filled with excitement. "Yes father! Someday, I shall not just become a legend rank warrior, i will even surpass our founders and kill the monster king!"

James laughed and ruffled his sons hair with obvious delight and affection. "yes, yes my brave little boy. Someday, I'm sure you'll make us all proud. Just work hard. Even if our family cannot spare you too many resources, as long as you train hard enough, you shall surely surpass all your cousins!" he stood and stretched. His clothes were rough and patched, made with coarse thread. He smiled at his son. "I'll be out in the farm, getting the work done, you just dedicate yourself and train hard till I come back."

His words were said like a joke, since he would hardly believe a six year old child would be capable of training for nearly six hours straight. And indeed, when he returned that evening, a sweaty and dusty Percy lay curled up on the ground, sound asleep. James chuckled. "at least he did some training. Or I hope he did. It'd be disappointing to find out he spent all time playing, that's why he's so dusty." He laughed and picked him up and started back towards his house, not knowing that the six year old Percy had persisted in his physical training, following his combat manuals training exercises, for more than five hours before he'd fainted due to over exertion.

Their routine continued but james was surprised a few weeks later to see his son awake at the end of the six hour period, still training. When Percy was tested a few months later, the six year old child registered an astonishing record of rank 2 level power. Training continued and the next year the six year old registered rank three level power. His instructors were pleased but according to the rules, once he reached seven years of age, he was required to start farm work.

Thus began Percy's struggle to balance both farm work and training. His goal was to reach the hallowed institute of battle qi training. The same school founded by the five founders and the same school that had produced the city's only living legend realm warrior, grandholme degrest. He was the city's guardian pillar and the head of the grand society of grest, the ruling society.

But according to the rules, to join the academy, needed a rank of at least 4 at the age of eight and at least a rank of five to join the genius class. Given Percy's speed, reaching rank 4 or perhaps even 5 was not impossible by the age of 8. But with farmwork taking up all his time, he barely had any time to train. He struggled hard, trying to finish his work as soon as possible and begin training. He worked himself to his limits but made no progress. The next year's test was disappointing but expected. He had a rank of level three. Then he began struggling even harder but within a week, of his seventh year, tragedy struck

Percy had just finished another day of work in the farm that he was assigned to. He went to the small hut where he usually trained right after work was finished. Determined to not waste any time, he did not even bother changing his clothes before seating himself and beginning to practice the energy flow manual provided by his family for a cheap price. Percy closed his eyes and steadied his breathing, letting his energy sync with the world around him even as he began respiring the profound energy around him through all his pores. He quickly speeded up his flow of energy, wincing at the sudden rush of enrgy flowing through his Profound veins.

A person's profound veins were the integral channels through which his Profound energy flowed. This energy was what helped humans to exceed their limits and perform superhuman feats. Using this energy, they could cushion their organs from attacks, strengthen their muscles and even increase their healing and lifespan! They were delicate and it was required for a warrior to ensure their safety in battle, for if they were ever broken or damaged, then the person would be crippled, unable to store or use this energy, and hence, a waste.

Percy already knew all the necessary precautions, but he had very little time and hence decided to disregard them as he quietly revolved his energy through his body at breakneck speeds. His face turned an unnatural shade of red as the energy flowed unstably throughout him. then suddenly, Percy felt the energy go wild within his body, running amok as it thrashed through his profound veins. Percy felt his mind blank out under the pain and he collapsed to the floor. He was later found by his father when he came to take him home for the night. Under the burden of incessant training and no rest, Percy fainted and ended up in a coma for nearly three days.

-in his dreams-

"Hahahahahaha son of Poseidon, how are you?" a voice boomed across the darkness of his dream. Even the space of the dream space trembled under it's might and Percy felt as if the weight of the world was settilng onto his mind.

Percy cowered in fear then forced himself to stand straight. Even at such a young age, he had the courage of a hero, unwilling to fear anything. "y-you! w-who are you?!" Percy shouted back. His voice shook with fear, but then held firm.

That mocking laughter boomed again. "my identity is of little consequence my young hero. But how come you have come to visit me so soon? Do you not value your life? Training so hard will kill you my young hero."

Percy glared into the darkness surrounding him "it's the only way I can train! I have no choice!"

"there is always a choice young hero. In the past, you made the wrong choice and hence you ended up here. Now all that's left to be seen is if you will repeat that same mistake again." The voice grew softer and more indistinct and suddenly Percy woke up, surrounded by his family.

His mother had tears in her eyes as she hugged him. "you silly, silly boy! What drove you to this? That training is too much for you my dear! Give it up!" trisha sobbed as she hugged him and patted his head to make sure he was fine. She was shivering with shock and fear and Percy felt horrible to have made her so worried. Though he looked like a child, his temperament was one of a man much older.

"don't worry mum I'm absolutely fine now" he patted her head and she sobbed even more. His father gently helped her up and whispers a few words into her ear. "we'll let you rest my boy. The family has given you a week off so take care to get enough rest!" He patted trisha and led her out of the room his piercing gaze resting upon Percy for a moment as he nodded at him with a gentle smile before exiting.

Percy frowned with displeasure. He hated worrying his mother, but what could he do? He had no other choice than to work harder than others to achieve the same results. He sighed then sat cross legged and started to revolve the power in his body according to the manual provided. The battle qi surged and ebbed as it ran across his body. Percy decided to use this one week of time to its full potential. He began to revolve the power, then froze in horror. He tried again and felt sick with fear.

He'd just realized that when he revolved his power according to the level three formula, there was no problem. But as soon as he tried to follow the level four formula, to try and breakthrough, his power seemed to drain out of his body, leaving him helpless and absolutely dry and drained of even a drop of battle qi.

He tried the entire day with no avail. He again tried it the next day, hoping the nights rest had healed him. But there was no change in his condition. He tried every idea he could think of, frantic with worry. He consulted both his parents and they told him they had no idea what was wrong. They consoled him and told him that he could ask to meet the family doctor. He was experienced and might be able to help. On the last day of his week off, Percy went to visit him. When he left the building half an hour later, he felt sick. Absolutely sick to the core.

There was no cure. That was what he had told him. He had permanently damaged his body and now it no longer could host any more power within it. He would forever remain a level 3 warrior. He would remain a level three forever, because he was crippled. A pathetic cripple who had no cure.

Even his mother was a level 4 father was a level 5 and would soon be a level 6. But he was crippled for the rest of his life. The doctor advised rest and gave him a note exempting him from work for another five days.

But what did this leave matter anymore? He soon headed out of the family compound. Many people greeted him as they passed by. They had cruel smiles on their lips and immediately Percy understood. They already knew. His parents had been asking around for help for quite sometime. A few people had seen him visit the doctor. They must have gone and seen him after Percy left and asked what the reason was.

And so in an hours time the matter had spread out. The previous genius of the jackson family's side branch, the one with hope to join the grand battle qi institute was now a worthless trash. He was a cripple doomed to be a weakling for the rest of his life. He would be the weakest of all in the grand aristocratic clan and he knew what it meant. Everyone would look down on him as if he were a needy beggar living off their scraps.

Percy stormed out off the family compound but couldn't bear heading into the general city area. Soon he would have the same status as a commoner in the family. Most commoners only had a rank three cultivation after all. Usually all family members were at least level five warriors.

He headed to the outside of the city, the exclusive area of his family. every aristocratic family controlled one portion of land around the city which they defended with their own soldiers. The stronger the family, the bigger the portion. Hence, his family had the smallest portion, but that was meaningless now. He wasn't even qualified to become a guard now. He headed into the barren land. It was usually deserted, since the guards patrolled only the walls of the city. In case of a monster wave, they would be stranded if they were outside.

Percy sighed as night slowly fell and he reached the closest mountain. He felt like crying, screaming and cursing his luck, for forsaking him. He punched the ground, hard, but it didn't make him feel any better, didn't get rid of that hot heavy feeling in his throat. Didn't reduce that heavy weight in his chest. He screamed out loud in fury and tears spilled from his eyes as the truth of the future hit him. He collapsed onto the without any energy. He wished a monster wave would come and swallow him and end his misery. He looked to the sky and suddenly the heavy blanket of clouds that usually covered the sky suddenly parted and Percy caught sight of the full was bright silver and glowed with energy. Percy felt a strange peace in his heart, calming his fury and pain.

Suddenly there was a sparkle over the moon and the clouds closed over it again. Percy went to look away, that peaceful feeling fading away once the moon had been covered but he caught sight of that sparkle looked up in surprise as the sparkle grew larger, then turned into a flaming meteor as it crashed through the air, heading for the mountain.

Percy's eyes widened in surprise as the silver meteor smashed into the other side of the mountain and caused an avalanche. He ran as fast as his tiny feet could carry him. Once he was at a safe distance he turned and observed the avalanche. But soon before long, it had stopped and all was silent and peaceful again.

Percy caught sight of a faint silver glow emanating from the site of the avalanche and ran towards that area. He had no idea what it might be but was certain that whatever it was, it wasn't ordinary.

Percy soon reached the site of the glowing object and began digging it out. Feeling a budding sense of excitement, he quickly rolled away heavy rocks and dug as hard as he could, digging down the rubble that was glowing almost eerily. He first uncovered her hand. As he continued, he uncovered the rest of her arm, then her face and then her entire body. Percy stared at what he had uncovered in surprise. It was a person. A girl to be exact. She was a young girl, maybe twelve or thirteen. She had auburn hair gathered back in a ponytail and skin was silvery and glowing, emanating the light that had drawn Percy here. Despite his young age, Percy caught his breath at the sight of her beautiful face, but it was stern and dangerous. She was dressed in a burnt and tattered silver gown. Percy was surprised it was even held together after this fall but it was still very revealing. Percy didn't care about any of that though.

He leant over the girl and went to shake her. The second his fingers touched her skin, he hissed and jumped back. His fingers had gone red. She was burning hot. He looked at her carefully and held his hand over her. No she wasn't hot. She was cold. So cold, it had overloaded his nerves.

A soft voice, in the back of Percy's mind, suddenly piped up. It echoed through the seals on his memories, for this was the voice of his intuition. "she didn't just suck out heat from your body. She sucked out life. She's been poisoned. This poison is draining away her very life. If this continues,soon she'll die. After that, if the poison is still active it may spread across the mountain and kill all the life there." Percy frowned. He had no idea how he knew all this, but he just realized and understood it all.

Then the only way to stop it from killing her would be…. Percy reached out with a tentative hand and touched hers. He immediately whipped it back, unable to bear the pain. Then he remembered that he was in fact useless." Im useles