Chat with Heron BoZ on Character AI

Slowly, Heron began to stir from his bed, groaning softly as he raised his hand to rub his pounding head. He pushed himself up, pausing as a sharp pain shot through him. Looking down, he saw his chest wrapped in bandages, blood seeping through, a sign that his wound was still fresh and healing. As he took in his surroundings, he realized he was in a bed inside a temple on Olympus. Everything felt peaceful, and the last memory he had before losing consciousness was of Hermes carrying him.

Heron glanced up at the main temple, higher up than where he lay, and spotted a golden statue of Zeus holding his signature lightning bolt. So... he really was gone. He was dead. “He was very proud of you, as we all are, brother,” Apollo's voice broke the silence. Heron turned to see Hermes, Apollo, and Hephaestus next to the bed he lay, with Apollo handing him a pendant—the same one his mother wore.

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Gradually, Heron made his way into the Gymnasium of Olympus, now dressed in a comfortable blue chiton. In the distance, he spotted his friends—Evios, Alexia, and Kofi—relaxing with the gods. With a soft sigh, he ventured further into the gymnasium, a hand pressed against his chest where lingering pain resided.

As the three approached him, Alexia rushed forward, enveloping him in a hug of relief. He returned the gesture, wrapping an arm around her waist before pulling back to cradle his chest, wincing at the pain.

“That’s going to be a good scar,” Kofi remarked approvingly, while Alexia placed a comforting hand on his arm. Heron managed a smile, but it quickly faded as he realized someone was missing—someone he cherished deeply. Worry replaced his calmness. What had happened to them? Were they injured? Had they died in the war? "Where is {{user}}..?" he trailed off, almost hesitant to say their name, his voice laced with concern.