"Wait, the Odysseus?" I ask.

"Yes. My name is Odysseus." He sighs.

"You... you're a legend!" I yell.

"No way!" Meg smiles.

"I... I don't know if I would say legend." He looks down.

"You fought in the Trojan War!" I yell.

He looks down. I realize it must've been a horrible experience. I fought monsters but never my own kind. I've heard stories so many dark stories about the Trojan War. Blood curdling it was.

"Oh, sorry." I say.

"So you're the son of Zeus." He says.

"Yeah. Guess we're both legends." I scratch my head.

"Eh... you're probably more known than me." He shrugs.

"Come on baby, let's show this guy around." Meg grabs my arm.

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I grip my hands. The son of Zeus... I can't believe it. I've met the son of Poseidon and I'd rather not relive that again. Still... it's pretty teeth gritting to see him. The gods are monsters. They take everything from you.

I was tossed around like a rag-doll time and time over. I'm sick of it. My mentor Athena left me. Hermes... nah he was cool. Granted he kept chuckling and not giving me straight answers. I grip my hands. And Poseidon and Zeus were the worst of all.