The deal was simple.
Void got the famous Percy Jackson, and he swore on his blood that he would leave planet Earth alone as long as he had Percy Jackson.
He even promised to slow down the coming death of Earth.
But almost a year ago I started to notice the death of the planet again.
The rest of the camp resented me, I knew that.
Only Percy had thought not to trust me, and I couldn't blame the guy.
But I lied to everyone, I wasn't happy about it and I hated doing it, especially after everything they had done for me, and especially after everything Percy taught me.
I might not look or sound the same, I don't even have my eye patch anymore, but I still remember Percy, and Annabeth and everyone else.
But I never made it to Hades, Void tricked me, I realize that now.
But it's to late, I can never die now and I can never betray Void.
I am in a very different version of hell.
(Author Note: A full explanation can be found in my side story "I died as Ethan? I am no longer sure.")