I, The Son of Zeus

Two months later

Well, I only have one word for it and that word is screwed, yes exactly that I was thrown into the lion's den without further ado.

Let me explain from the beginning.

It all started when I finally got a valuable object that my mother had been keeping and that was with her in her last moments the first was a gold ring and the other a silver ring.

There was also a letter of interest to her, but she never read it since the day she received it she had gone into labor and so I was 'born' again.

The thing is that one night later I was admiring the gold ring, although from what I knew my mother was not married andI had not even seen my father at the hospital.

At least that's what I think since no one claimed me as their son and honestly with each passing year I realize that I probably won't even be adopted, forcing me to go out at some point and get a job.

It's not bad but it is a little annoying.

But here I was lying looking at the sparkling gold ring, this thing must have cost a fortune, and as I ran my fingers over the ring I felt that there were some things written on it, it was in tiny letters but still readable.

All I had to do was use a flashlight that I got for my last birthday to read it.

"ανώνυμη λεπίδα...."

"Nameless blade" was what was written in ancient Greek, but it was then that I felt that my perception of the world was broken.

How did I know ancient Greek and why was it written in ancient Greek on a ring that belonged to my deceased mother in this world? It was then that the naked truth sent a shiver down my spine.

"I..... I'm in Percy Jackson's world.... holy shit...." That was all I could say when I felt the cold sweat running down my face. 

Percy Jackson's world was a cruel world full of fights against monsters, idiot Gods, and paranoid Kings.

Damn, if I could read ancient Greek, along with the attention deficit and the letters that jumped off the page and readjusted themselves.

Shit, I was so fucked up. Not only that, but I was a demigod and I didn't even know which God.

That's when I got up in a hurry, I ran to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.

Hair was pitch black, sky blue eyes, and almost dark tanned skin. No demigod that I remember was like that. Maybe some Percy fanarts were like that, but I wasn't Percy Jackson, and I don't remember any other child of the big three besides Nico, Thalia, and Percy who still are alive.

But soon the realization hit me like a punch right in the stomach.

Not all the demigods made it to camp and most died without even understanding why they died.

So it could be any God, but I needed to make my first impressions before it was too late.

The first thing I did was take off my clothes and analyze my body and my behaviors so far.

I was handsome, that much I can say, and with time and constant training I would be even more handsome.

But I don't think I was a son of Aphrodite, which is not bad since I wasn't interested in being the son of the 'whore of Olympus'.

Second, I wasn't blond and didn't even have singing skills, however, I never tried to sing, but I was almost certain that I wasn't the son of Apollo. Dionysus? No. Demeter? No. Hestia? Impossible. Hera? Extremely impossible.

Artemis: I would be dead then.

Athena: I was smart but I don't think that much.

Hephaestus: I never had any idea of ​​genius.

Damn if I'm not mistaken I could be from one of the big three that would be something that would happen if I were an Isekai protagonist.

Damn... I had to be sure, if I'm not mistaken I wasn't from Hades because my skin wasn't pale, despite my hair being black, I didn't have onyx eyes and animals didn't run away from me when they saw me.

Poseidon? It was possible but without the green eyes it was hard to know, but wait I could try to summon water, yes, that would be a good idea to test this hypothesis.

I turned on the faucet and tried to pull the water or anything that could be done.

Nothing happened, I tried to concentrate, I closed my eyes, and tried to feel inside myself or anything that heroes do to feel their power.

It seemed like an eternity until I felt a blue glow, it was weak like a small spark that could start a fire.

And that was when I heard the noise of static I opened my eyes and could see small electric rays in my hand.

"Son of Zeus... damn I'm the damn son of the king of the Gods, well... a bastard so to speak"

I smiled widely at my result, don't get me wrong having superpowers has always been a good thing but damn being the son of a paranoid bastard sucks.

Thinking about it exactly what part of New York I'm in, then how long do I have until I become a walking bomb.

And when the monsters started coming after my head, there's also the fact that I had to prepare properly.

Wait, I don't have a weapon!

Shit... how can I survive without a weapon, I guess I'd better start practicing martial arts, this isn't the Dragon Ball universe but I'm sure I can manage the use of electricity-imbued punches.

But the ring... weapons can be enchanted to look like something else, right?

He sighed.

'So much to think about and so little time, I guess I'd better start training'

Yeah... training, 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, and running 10 kilometers, it would be so nice not to be a kid yet, but I'm six years old for the main events so I should prepare myself as best I can.

But first, let's see this ring... if I'm not mistaken in the book, Thalia rubbed her ring and it turned into a spear, let's see if I can do the same.

I rubbed it between my fingers, the object glowed for a second before giving way to a gold sword with black details. "Oh fuck!"

How lucky that no one noticed my scream of joy and excitement, but I have another ring, a silver one that I want to test, so let's see.

It shone for a second and from it emerged a spear with a silver tip, yes, that would be useful to me.

"Hehehe with sword and spear, I will tell you everything that exists in this land." With a satisfied smile on my lips, I returned to my room and began to sleep, or at least try to sleep, while shaking with emotion.

This life can certainly become more exciting than my last.

Five years later.

It had been long years since I discovered who I was, but this did not change the way I was with others. I was still calm and never showed emotion except when I was playing with Nancy, who unfortunately moved two years ago and was adopted.

I kept my promise to be the best no matter the cost and with my own hands I would gain power. It was because of this that every night I discreetly went to Central Park, it was a peaceful and beautiful place at night with green trees and beautifully trimmed grass.

The point was that this only happened during the day but at night... you could say it was a little piece of hell.

How did I know that?

It's simple, since I started training by swinging my sword and spear in secret, I became confident and as soon as I found a hellhound that was following me, I tried to fight it and got beaten up.

I managed to defeat it when my spear pierced its heart and it turned to dust, leaving behind two of its longest fangs, which I took as a reminder of my first fight.

After that, I realized how fear and excitement of a fight were, and I knew I wasn't strong, in fact, if it weren't for me having a spear when the monster managed to disarm me of my sword that wasn't as firm in my hand as I thought it was.

Seeing this I realized mistakes in training alone, I didn't have refined technique, I wasn't super strong, and I was still too young.

This was a blow to my newly conquered pride but it served as a lesson that I carry with me today.

There's always someone stronger than you.

It was a little annoying but I learned and with this lesson, I decided to gain experience fighting new monsters and that's how after I was eight years old I was already fighting the hellhounds that I could find.

They were puppies I'm sure of that, but they were still tough as nails to kill.

That's why I started finding places with huge concentrations of monsters and Central Park fit like a glove. And this is where I was in the middle of the night on a weekend after playing ball and playing with the others, after sleeping in the afternoon.

It was crowded today and for some reason, the monsters got extremely agitated when it was a full moon.

Maybe it has to do with Artemis and that she goes out to complete her duties or something.

But I don't care about her enough to think about it and I also avoid saying the names of the Gods not out of fear but simply because they are useless people that I don't have time to put up with right now.

Anyway, here begins another weekend of monster hunting, I wonder what I'll find this time. Last week was a bit complicated with two hellhounds but they didn't count on lightning frying their rotten flesh.

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