Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:B140:FDA2:E70D:EED6-20191116224252/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:24BC:3478:24B:164A-20191119013941

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Atlas woke up in a new bed, he had travelled worlds again. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. He was in a cabin of sorts, surrounded by several others preparing for the day.

“Hey little bro, you up?” A boy who looked nothing like Atlas asked.

“He’s only your little bro by godly parent, Jeremy.” A girl with bright orange hair chided.

“You’re no fun, Gazelle.” Jeremy whined.

“Anyways, Atlas, you need to hurry things along, or the showers will be closed off before you can do anything.” Gazelle reminded.

Ah. Atlas had returned to the demigod world, and he was sitting in the Hecate cabin. But this time, something was new. He sensed other Travellers. Three of them. ''Three. Entire. Travellers.''

-Loki