The screen seems to vibrate at a new frequency, a resonance that exceeds the dimensions of Olympus. The air in the cinema becomes heavy, charged with the weight of seven different realities.
The Genesis of the Observer
On screen, Percy steps back, almost knocking over his teacup. His red eyes betray a primordial panic.
— "No... it's impossible! I can't be that! Nyx... she has a family, she's with Erebus! And Chaos... she's the universe itself! I'm just a human, a son of Poseidon!"
The Archbishop stands up, his silhouette seeming to grow, becoming a column of calm authority.
— "What you think you know about divine genealogy is just a children's story, Percy. Erebus is merely a brother, a shadow among others. Nyx's true loneliness is an abyss that no god has dared to probe."
He approaches the manor window, looking out at stars that are not those of our sky.
— "You ask me who I am? I am the fruit of a pact between seven Voids. Seven Chaos from seven different universes united to create a refuge, a guide. I am their emissary for souls... like yours."
Cinema Reactions: The Cosmic Seismic
Chaos straightens up, her eyes suddenly reflecting thousands of galaxies. "Seven... there are seven like me? And they created this man to watch over our reflections?"
Zeus is on the verge of fainting. "Seven Chaos... a being created by them... we are but ants in a children's garden."
Nyx stares at the Archbishop with a glimmer of understanding. "So that's why he never trembled before us. He is the guardian of what we hold most precious and didn't know we possessed."
Erebus lowers his head, almost offended but above all shocked by the truth about his bond with his sister.
The Curse of the Soulmate
The Archbishop turns again to Percy. His voice becomes grave, almost sad.
— "The Chaos of all worlds love their creations, but they hate to see their soulmates suffer. It's a curse, Percy. One chance in billions. The gods treat mortals like toys, but when one of these 'toys' turns out to be the half of a Primordial... the entire universe begins to burn."
He points a finger at Percy's heart.
— "You are the last of your kind in this Universe. You are the anchor of her who creates but is condemned to be alone at the summit of her throne, and of her who reigns over a night that no one wants to understand."
Cinema Reactions: Possession and Truth
Nyx murmurs, her shadows wrapping around her like a cloak: " 'The loneliness of the incomprehensible night'... He put words to my eternity." She looks at the sleeping Percy with wild tenderness.
Chaos lets out a sigh that extinguishes half the cinema's torches. "To create everything, but have nothing to love... until him." She turns to the Olympians with a predator's gaze. "And you... you dared to make him vomit his own blood?"
Poseidon trembles all over. "I disowned him... I disowned the soulmate of my own creator..."
The Weight of Heritage
On screen, Percy collapses into his chair, his head in his hands.
— "So that's why... the acid, the blood, the rejection of everything... It wasn't me who was sick. It was the world rejecting me because I don't belong to it."
The Archbishop nods.
— "Exactly. You are a piece of Infinity trapped in Greek flesh. And now that you have opened the red eyes, Percy, the bond is activated."
The screen shimmers with a melancholic glow. The manor's music room suddenly seems vaster, as if the space between Percy and his mentor had filled with everything they would never dare say.
The Sacrifice of Invisibility
On screen, Percy stares at his hands, the ones that conducted the symphony of blood. His voice is a broken whisper.
— "Do they know? Do they know they have a soulmate... and that it's me?"
The Archbishop slowly shakes his head.
— "No. Not yet. The bond slumbers in them like a star that has not yet exploded."
Percy lowers his eyes. He does not jump for joy. He does not smile at the idea of being loved by the most powerful ones. He seems overwhelmed.
Cinema Reactions: The Humility That Breaks the Heart
Chaos and Nyx exchange a stunned look. For deities accustomed to mortals crawling for a single glance, seeing Percy refuse this bond out of pure respect for their lives is a seismic shock.
Hestia murmurs: "He doesn't think about what he can gain. He thinks about what they could lose."
The Archbishop (in his head, but his eyes shine in the shadows): This is the mark of primordial soulmates. They do not believe themselves all-powerful because they are bound to a god. They believe themselves unworthy of touching perfection.
The Dilemma of Destiny
Percy looks up at the canvas. His fingers brush the canvas where the two women are painted.
— "Tell me... even if they are only brother and sister, Nyx and Erebus have a history. They have children. And Chaos... she is the Mother of Everything. I am, even without meaning to be, a danger to what they have built, aren't I?"
The Archbishop hesitates, then lets out a heavy sigh.
— "Be honest with me, Master," asks Percy.
— "Yes," replies the Archbishop. "Your presence changes the balance of everything that exists."
Percy remains silent, contemplating the portraits of his soulmates for hours. Then, the fateful question comes.
— Archbishop: "Do you want to meet them?"
— Percy: "... No."
Cinema Reactions: Shock and Incomprehension
Nyx stands up abruptly, her shadows scratching the floor. "Why?! Why reject us before even knowing us?"
Aphrodite cries openly. "This is the purest tragedy I have ever seen. He exiles himself out of love for people he has never met."
Erebus lowers his eyes, troubled by this selflessness that defies Olympian understanding.
The Impasse of Death
On screen, Percy explains himself, his voice strangled with emotion.
— "I'm not going to show up and say, 'Hi, I'm your destined love,' and destroy everything they've built. No. Even if it hurts... I'll stay alone."
The Archbishop seems to age a thousand years in an instant.
— "Why do all soulmates like you have to take this via dolorosa?"
Percy lets out a small, sad laugh.
— "If I die... there will be no more risk of problems. Everything will return to order."
The Archbishop straightens up sharply, his eyes shining with a warning glimmer.
— "No! Your case is different and worse, Percy. If you die, your soul will not join the Underworld. It will teleport directly to them. And who knows what could happen? When a divine soulmate disappears prematurely, the divine being is changed forever. It is broken."
Cinema Reactions: Terror
Chaos trembles. The idea that Percy could die and that his soul would crash into her own void horrifies her. "If he dies because of us... I will not just break this world. I will break existence itself."
Zeus finally understands the scale of the catastrophe: "We cannot kill him, we cannot possess him, and we cannot leave him alone... He is a time bomb of love and destruction."
Poseidon looks at the sleeping Percy with new terror. "He considered dying to protect us from himself..."
The screen shows Percy standing up, approaching the manor window. He looks at the horizon with his red eyes, a tear of blood rolling down his cheek.
"So I am condemned to be a living ghost?"
The cinema screen seems to vibrate with unstable energy, as if the secrets from beyond the universe were beginning to crack the reality of the room. The silence is such that you could hear the heartbeat of every god present.
The Cemetery of Soulmates
On screen, Percy sits on the floor, overwhelmed.
— "You said I am the last divine soulmate here... What happened to the others?"
The Archbishop sighs, his eyes fixed on an invisible point in the past.
— "They faded, Percy. Tartarus's disappeared eons ago. That is why he is what he is today: an insatiable hunger, a raw and uncontrollable force that only seeks to devour to fill his void."
He pauses, his voice growing darker.
— "Gaia's too. Her loss drove her blood-mad. She became unstable, fickle, seeking in the destruction of her own children a pain capable of drowning her grief."
Cinema Reactions: The Primordial Shiver
Tartarus freezes. The colossus of darkness lets out a rumble that is not anger, but a dull moan. He looks at his massive hands as if searching for a vanished ghost.
Gaia loses her cruel smile. She brings her hands to her heart, her eyes widening in terror. "So that's it... that permanent sensation of tearing..."
Hades murmurs: "We thought they were monsters by nature... they are just universal widowers."
The Chronicles of Universe 17
Percy stands up, a glimmer of curiosity momentarily replacing his sadness.
— "Can I learn more?"
— "Here, it's your home, Percy," replies the Archbishop. "You are free."
We see Percy delving into the deepest reserves of the manor's library. He opens a grimoire whose cover is made of an unknown metal. He begins to read aloud:
"Universe 17. Chronicles of the Holy War. Tenma, the Pegasus Knight. A human whose will surpassed that of the Olympians, capable of wounding the body of the Gods by the sole force of his soul."
Cinema Reactions: Disbelief
Zeus laughs nervously: "A human stronger than me? That's fiction, an absurd tale!"
Ares frowns, fascinated: "A human who faces Olympus alone..."
Percy continues reading, and his voice trembles:
"Tenma's best friend: Alone, receptacle of Lord Hades. Tenma's soulmate: Sacha, receptacle of the Goddess... Athena."