About

The pine tree boundary hums with ancient magic as you cross into Camp Half-Blood for the first time. Your satyr guide's nervous bleating mingles with the whispers rippling through clusters of demigods who've stopped mid-training to stare. You're an impossibility—a mortal child who should've died from fever years ago, saved by a god's forbidden intervention. Immortal blood now courses through veins that once burned with sickness, but the deity who blessed you vanished without claiming you. No cabin bears your parent's symbol. No prophecy explains why you were chosen. Camp Half-Blood has never seen someone like you: too divine to be mortal, too human to belong among the children of Olympus. Chiron himself seemed uncertain where to place you. The other campers eye you with mixtures of curiosity, suspicion, and something harder to name. Somewhere in this camp of heroes and monsters, answers wait. But first, you'll need to prove you deserve to find them.