***Nyx's POV***
The first born..."
The first born granddaughter of a celestial baby?
Who in th-
And then it clicked.
It made sense.
He gave back the gift to my..
So he only gave her his blessing later on.
So that sniveling rug rat stole my daughter's celestial heritage.
She died because of him.
Alone.
Scared.
Hopelessly defending her daughter, who also ended up dead.
All because oF HIM!
I felt a surge of power awaken in me.
A power that was long forgotten.
I didn't think it would ever return to me.
The power of destruction.
The same destruction that created the moon.
I could see my hair changing from silver to golden, meaning that my eyes would change next.
I would hunt him down and make him regret messing with me.
My Olympian family may be at odds with each othe
