Author's Note

This is my first story and description so bear with me.

Reborn. That's what I am. That's what we all are. We are reborn, as the soldiers of Chaos. To the people of Earth, I was once known as Percy Jackson. I was the one who had saved Olympus twice. The one who had defeated Kronos and Gaia. And what did I get as a reward? I was betrayed. Betrayed by the girl I loved, the people I thought were my friends, and my own father. I was broken by the gods but mended by Chaos. I became his apprentice, and regained some fallen friends. Under Chaos's care I shed my old name. Because of him I am no longer Percy Jackson. I am Omega. And I have nothing to lose.

Really hope that wasn't crappy.