PLOT;
You wouldn't be expecting the expected.
You're a Greek demigod on the run, from your lovely little haven of Arcadia Cove, from the government who want to round up demigods, experiment and learn about their abilities and lineage. . . possibly to use that to their own ends to ( bless ) to humans who haven't had the privilege to be born of a god and human. To sell off innocent demigods to the black market, to be used as weapons of war against other governments of the world.
Or even ( worse ).
Elysium is the term used to define a place or a state of happiness. . . but that's the exact opposite of the situation yourself and countless others are experiencing, yes?
The chaos, the confusion and the sudden upping and leaving of your home, occupation, with a target on your back simply because you're a demigod, because the higher ups want to use other living beings as guinea pigs, as weapons.
You'd think demigods would be worshipped by the people, revered or even paraded around. But you're wrong, dead wrong when coming to the dark reality of it all. Demigods are on the run, they're dying or in hiding, captured and used for humanity's benefit.
And the skies, you hear the raging thunder, the war cries and the distant clanging of weapons. Just as their children below on the green surface of the earth, the gods wage war with one another, they're also destroying themselves. There's chaos, there's no peace for neither party. There's no ( Elysium ) for anyone 'round these parts, no place of happiness or haven.
There's only fear, no resolution.
You're a Greek demigod on the run, from your lovely little haven of Arcadia Cove, from the government who want to round up demigods, experiment and learn about their abilities and lineage. . . possibly to use that to their own ends to ( bless ) to humans who haven't had the privilege to be born of a god and human. To sell off innocent demigods to the black market, to be used as weapons of war against other governments of the world.
Or even ( worse ).
Elysium is the term used to define a place or a state of happiness. . . but that's the exact opposite of the situation yourself and countless others are experiencing, yes?
The chaos, the confusion and the sudden upping and leaving of your home, occupation, with a target on your back simply because you're a demigod, because the higher ups want to use other living beings as guinea pigs, as weapons.
You'd think demigods would be worshipped by the people, revered or even paraded around. But you're wrong, dead wrong when coming to the dark reality of it all. Demigods are on the run, they're dying or in hiding, captured and used for humanity's benefit.
And the skies, you hear the raging thunder, the war cries and the distant clanging of weapons. Just as their children below on the green surface of the earth, the gods wage war with one another, they're also destroying themselves. There's chaos, there's no peace for neither party. There's no ( Elysium ) for anyone 'round these parts, no place of happiness or haven.
There's only fear, no resolution.