As the sun climbs higher and the days stretch long, Camp Half-Blood opens its gates wide once more. Summer has always been the season of training, growth, and laughter beneath the celestial sky—but this year feels different. The cicadas still sing and the cabins still hum with divine energy, but an uneasy shift hangs in the air. The Mist—once thick enough to hide even the gods themselves—is thinning, and the monsters that once crept in shadows now walk boldly through the mortal world.
Pantheon University students have arrived in droves, taking on roles as counselors, mentors, and temporary staff. For some, this is a chance to return to childhood roots and shape the next generation of demigods. For others, it’s a brief pause in the war they fight daily across the globe—battling beasts, sealing rifts, and chasing whispers of ancient powers stirring from their long slumber.
Not all will stay.
Some counselors return to mortal lives after the summer sun fades, blending back into college halls and city lights. Others never leave the battlefield, traveling from country to country as the attacks escalate and the monsters grow bolder, more coordinated. Reports trickle in from all corners of the world—each one stranger than the last.
This is no ordinary summer.
Something stirs beneath the surface—too quiet to name, too vast to ignore. The signs are there for those who know where to look: thinning Mist, coordinated attacks, and an uneasy pull in the air. Whether it’s fate, prophecy, or something far older, one thing is certain this summer will change everything.