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Friends! Readers!

I am back, and I bring urgent news.

You wouldn't believe it, but while I was just doing some innocent tourism, I was able to hear Perseus Jackson, Supreme Tyrant, adress a large audience of penguins into an antique theatre.

This antique theatre, to be clear (the main culprits were alas fleeing already when I took the photo). The details of the plot are unclear; the mad son of Poseidon was swearing eternal friendship and promising them a lot of fishes while I interrupted his (no doubt) villainous plan.

I'm sure this will be in no way relevant when it comes to An Impractical Guide to Godhood...

Oh, well.

Writing of The odds were never in my favour's next chapter has started this morning.

Expect a (partial) update in a few days.

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Ravenext

The voice of the Tyrant managed to move across multiple dimensions and enter our universe. Also, is that picture from Turkey or Greece?

s22132

Welcome back, and I feel that I should be concerned. ;)

Smitty

All hail the tyrant and all hail the suicide squad! I suppose some adorations for the author as well.

Antony444

Indeed, indeed. And no, this picture isn't from Turkey or Greece. It's in Italy.

Antony444

You doubt the power of eternal friendship? (grin) How concerning...

Silas

Yes yes yes yes (I'm only slightly excited anyone who says otherwise is a liar that even Dread Emperor Traitorous can't compare to)