[Third Person’s PoV]

Lucian looked at his mother in confusion “What are you doing?”

Medea just turned to him and went and showed him the scroll and as he looked at it he thought about what it says ‘Legacy? Like in the Percy Jackson Universe, that Legacy?

My mother is Medea, who is a Greek Hero, My Father is most probably a Greek God, Most stories my mother has told are from Greek, and now I have a supposed Legacy, my scent apparently attracts monsters that my mother had to set up a ward.

I’m either in a Universe very similar to the Percy Jackson books, or I’m in the Percy Jackson’s books themselves.’

“What’s a Legacy?” Lucian asked, wanting to make sure if what he knows is right or wrong in this universe.

Medea smiled as she answered “A legacy is a mortal who is a second or further generation descendant of a deity, namely the children, grandchild, or descendant of a demi-god. They may or may not possess similar abilities to their godly ancestors.

As I’m the granddaughter of Helios, I possess a Legacy from his abilities, something that you have as well.”

‘It’s the same alright’ Lucian thought as he nodded at his mothers explaining. Lucian then put on a pondering expression, he was debating whether it was the right time to ask this or not.

“It seems you want to ask me something sweetie, what is it? You don’t have to be scared to ask me anything”

Lucian nodded once again as he thought ‘Ah to hell with it’. Lucian’s expression then got serious… well as serious as a 1 year old baby’s face can get and asked “I want to know who my father”

Medea’s expression then turned awkward, which then shifted to nervousness “I guess this is as good of a time as any to tell you… Well you see your father… Your father is the God of the Underworld Hades”

Lucian’s eyes along with his mouth opened wide with shock. “That’s…”

“Weird? Dreadful? Disgusting? Worrisome?”

“That’s Amazing!!!”

“Huh” Medea looked at her son with a hint of surprise evident on her face “You’re not disgusted or bothered by the fact that your Father is the King of the dead”

“Bothered?! Are you kidding? Out of all the Gods you’ve told me stories about He was mostly my favorite! So hearing he’s now my father is so cool”

Medea just looks at Lucian a bit weirdly ‘To each their own I guess’. “That’s definitely not the expression I was expecting if I’m being honest”

Lucian then started yawning ‘Damn it, stupid baby body still needing sleep’.

Medea just smiled at him softly before picking him up. “Come on now, it’s time for you to go to sleep, you must be tired.” She said as she put Lucian’s head to rest on her shoulder and started swaying him to sleep.

Lucian yawning once again just says “Tired? Who’s tired? I’m not tired, I’m… the… definition… of… Woke zzzzzz”

Medea started giggling to herself while listening to him. After laying Lucian to sleep Medea sat down at the head of the table, after sighing she said “I know you’re out there please stop hiding”

“Who says I was hiding? I was just silently observing” Hades said, appearing out of nowhere while taking off a warrior’s helmet, while also already sitting down at the opposite seat of where Medea was sitting.

“How did you know I was here?” Hades asked curiously, he knew she wasn’t actually able to detect him so her calling him out was mostly a guess.

“I knew you would appear if I said your name.” Medea explained.

Hades raised a brow at that “You willingly let your location be known after hiding and running after all this time? Why?”

Medea sighing just explained her reasoning “My time is slowly coming to an end, I already served my purpose. The magic and help I used and received could only help so much.”

“You know this is a dangerous gamble, right? What’s stopping me from claiming your soul right here and now. You being so knowledgeable should know I hate it when people escape death” Hades said with a cold expression on his face.

“Cause then you would have angered Lucian and that would have soured any kind of relationship you would have had with him and even I know that’s something you wouldn’t have liked”

Hades clicked his tongue, his expression then turned into a smirk “Well I wouldn’t want his favorite God to disappoint him, now would I? The most amount of leeway I can give is 6 more years, after that it’s out of my control and I would have to get violent in order to claim your soul. No matter how much my relation with him is affect”

Medea nodded her head “That’s perfect, I only have 6 years left anyways.”

The atmosphere between the two of them then got a little awkward as none of them knew what to say next.

Hades turned his head and just continued looking at his son. Medea, seeing this, smirked “It’s his birthday you know, after you are going to at least give him something?”

Hades just scoffs at that “He’s one year old none of what I would give him would be useful to him. I’ll give him something when he turns 5, maybe then he’ll make use of it.”

Medea scoffed “Yeah so? It’s the thought that counts. Even with a title like “The Rich One” you sure a cheapskate”

Hades narrowed his eyes “Watch it woman. I’ll give him something on his 5th that’ll make up for the rest I miss, happy?”

Medea just shrugged her shoulders “It’s not me who decides if I would be happy with that”

“I’m pretty sure Persephone would give him something as well.” Hade said, looking at Lucian with a smile.

“Huh? She isn’t mad about this?” Medea asked in surprise.

Hades shook his no “Quite the opposite actually, she feels responsible for him”

Medea was once again surprised by this revelation “And why is that?”

“Do I need to reiterate what happened that night into details?”

Medea blush thinking about the night “Is it because she initiated it?” Medea guessed

While Hades nodded his head, he then turned towards Lucian one last time and turned to Medea “Remember 6 years” he reminded her as he picked up his helm of darkness and disappeared from all of her senses.

Medea shook her head and let out a sigh of relief ‘He’s just as scary as they described, luckily he was holding back his aura of fear or I think I would have gone insane’.

Medea then yawned and realized that she was also tired, that meeting the king of the Underworld was more exhausting than she was expecting.

She laid down on her bed and went to rest and just like that 2 years has passed making Lucian officially 3 years old.

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