Chapter 204

Title - The Legacy of Many Gods | Chapter 2 | Female MC

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[3rd POV]

Time passed on the island, the seasons changed as fall changed into winter, and snow regularly rained down upon the island that Michaela had called home for months now. An island that she had grown to strangely love, an island that brought her more comfort than she had initially expected. Comfort that came with the peace of living on an island alone.

Her psyker powers had proven to be…incredible. They allowed her to do just about anything she imagined, as long as she trained in order to do it. Her psyker power grew by the day, and allowed her to do more and more. Even without the existence of the Warp in this universe, she still had full access to her power.

The fact that the Warp didn’t exist in this universe was a HUGE relief. As badass as Warhammer was, she would never want to be born there. It was in the top 10 worst universes you could ever be reborn into, alongside universes like SCP.

She had used her new power to build herself a home out of stone and clay. With a working chimney and even a bed made of leaves and other materials she had found. Manipulating the elements (to a decent degree) to accomplish this.

Her power growing had also given her the time to work on unlocking the dark flames, the eerie ones that were practically opposite to the power she had at the moment. But she found that it was much much harder to unlock, and had been…quite the resistant little thing.

Regular meditation has proven to help with the understanding of the power. Of the fact that it was devouring, likely evil, and was practically darkness itself. A power that was meant to devour and consume, meant to reign supreme, meant to take from others and not be taken from.

And it was because of that, that roughly a week ago, after finally understanding the power, Michaela had unlocked it.

The power of…

The Taken King

It wasn’t just any power either, it was the power of taking. Not only that, but she could instinctively feel it, the power of the sword logic. The power to kill others to grow stronger, to prove herself as stronger. To directly convene with the darkness itself, and take others. It was…incredible, but it was also IMMENSELY dangerous, so much so that she had to be very very careful how she utilized it.

It also seemed to be weak at the moment. Weak because she was weak. Weak because she was a nobody at the moment. Weak until she became more, until she gained access to the Ascendent Plane, and created her Throne World, a pocket universe that is hers to control, that will house her soul, so that she will only ever die if you were to destroy her soul within this place.

The ultimate weapon that she had to gain if she wanted to survive. A weapon that she would do her damndest to gain for herself.

She hadn’t had many foes to fight on the island, besides a few animals that were all weaker than her, making them useless to kill, as she’d only grow in power by defeating those who were powerful.

Basically, she couldn’t use this ability to it’s fullest, not until she met others and fought others. Making it…kinda useless at the moment.

But the unlocking of the power did seem to massively strengthen her psyker abilities, and made the strange golden arc deep within her glow brighter than ever before, almost like it was growing close to unlocking. Something that interested her, but she felt that she’d need to unlock her third flame before she could do anything with the arc. Which was…disappointing.

It was understandable though.

As she sat upon the chair she had constructed from wood, Michaela let out a yawn. She had been on the island for nearly 6 months now, and had grown a lot. Her strength had gotten to the point where she could rip trees from the Earth with relative ease, and could obliterate boulders with a singular strike, and that was without using her psychic power and without using the power of the Taken King.

She wondered how strong she’d be if she used all of that.

As she sat, Michaela stilled as her instincts flared, her eyes widening in surprise as she leaped out of the way, as something barreled through her stone house, ripping it in half cleanly, as she looked to the left where it stood, her eyes widening even more.

“Is-is that-“ She trailed off, shocked as she gazed at…

The Hydra

“You’ve gotta be shitting me” Michaela whispered, as she stared at the creature, wondering what she was going to do, only to once again leap out of the way as acid destroyed the wall where she stood a moment ago.

“Damnit, I loved this house!” Michaela growled, as she began to flex her power, anger spreading throughout her, as she decided she was going to kill this damn thing, and then? Then she was going to take it, make it her pet to use as she sees fit. Well, at least try to.

Lifting her palm, a burst of lightning and electricity slammed against the creature with it’s several heads, a screech of pain leaving it as it snarled and roared in fury. Michaela knew that she couldn’t cut off it’s head, not as she was now, and not with the way it worked.

So? She’d need to crush it to death. She noticed the fumes that began to enter the area, but as she felt it enter her body, she blinked. Deep within her, the green flames reacted almost…hungrily? As if the toxic fumes were…stoking the fire?

’…Please tell me this power isn’t what I think it is’ Michaela begged, as she began to realize what it might be, and…she feared what that meant.

But deciding not to continue her thoughts, she growled as she lifted the rubble of her house. Her psyker powers flexing as the rocks, stone, and clay began to levitate over the monster who spewed acid towards it, attempting to destroy the rock, only for it to slam down against it. Knowing that wasn’t enough, she began to levitate nearby boulders, hurling them towards the monster, slamming them down against it’s body as it began to get pushed down.

‘…It’s not working’ Michaela thought with a frown, noticing that while it was forcing the creature down, it wasn’t killing it. Meaning…she’d have to go the old fashioned route of…blowing it the hell up, completely.

Breathing in deeply, Michaela began to pull on the psychic might deep within her, more specifically, she began to pull on the element of fire, as the area began to heat up more and more, her eyes glowing a bright golden color as she grunted, stray acid hitting her skin, burning her.

“Fuck that hurts you bastard!” Michaela growled, it left a burn mark on her, but didn’t seem to burn through her, thankfully. Not only that, but she noticed that the burn rapidly healed as if it was never there. Something that was a good sign, but she didn’t have time to focus on that, as instead, she lifted her hands, and pushed her full might into this attack, as a giant ball of fire the size of her old house began to form.

The Hydra could only screech and thrash against the boulder holding it down, as Michaela grinned and spoke.

“This is for my house!” Michaela yelled, as she “threw” the ball of fire at the creature, hurling it towards it, before sprinting away, as behind her a loud *BOOOOOM* shattered the surroundings, a large explosion forming as she just barely escaped from the after effects of her massive attack.

An attack that left a large crater in the middle of her island.

And as the dust began to settle, Michaela looked at the crater behind her, feeling slightly weak from the attack, but not enough to pass out, thankfully.

“…There goes my perfect island” Michaela grunted out, annoyed, as she walked forwards to find the Hydra so she could take it, only to blink as she noticed that it was…turning to dust, golden dust, leaving behind only one of it’s horns as she stared blankly at what was happening, as realization began to hit her.

Only one thought was on her mind as he felt her power grow due to sword logic, as she gripped the horn of the Hydra in her hand. And that one thought was…

‘I’m…in the world of Percy Jackson?’

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That’s the end of the chapter!

So two of the flames have been unlocked! Any guesses what the third is? And what the arc is? I’ll tell you now that she has more than three flames, and actually has a few more hidden ones, but that is for later.

Serious question: Should she be in the far past?

I was thinking of her being a few decades before Percy’s time so I can make her really grow closer to her love interests, Hestia and Artemis. She’s spent quite a few years alone on the island (longer mattering on what y’all think).

Also, I plan on making another PJO fanfic that centers around a daughter of Zeus and Hera that is born with no domain, but in fact has the natural ability to gain a domain based around another universe every 1,000 years or 10,000 years (one of the two). These domains would be something like chakra (Naruto), Haki (One Piece), Nen (HxH), stuff like that, energies and “Foreign Divinities” if you will.

Anyways, have a good day!