This is a poem I just kind of jotted down that's based on my theory that the Next Big Villain in the world of Camp Half-Blood is Chaos. As in, like, the god Chaos. The deity of what lies below Tartarus. He's sick and tired of his descendants squabbling and ru!ning his creations, so he turns against them. Anyway, here goes! I am the first. I am the last. I am the alpha. I am the omega. Gaea whines. Ouranos rages. They were restrained. No more. I rise. They forget I came first. They forget I made them. They forget I reign stronger. They forget I rise higher. Sky falters. Earth freezes. But I don’t pause. No more do I wait. I will rise. Night fails. Day submits. All will tremble. Forever I rise. Night will bow. Day will d!e. Earth will still. Sky will fall. Chaos reigns. My children squabble. Their children d!e. I am ancestor to many. They will follow me. I create. I destroy. I give life. I bring d34th. I rise. No more shall they destr0y What I would create. No more shall they k!ll Where I would give life. They force my hand. I will 3nd them. 3nd them all. I alone can be trusted. I alone will reign. I alone will live. Forever.
