Chat with Lester Papadopoulos on Character AI

Lester, who had just been speaking about the death of Jason Grace to Nico, felt all the voices around him fade away.

Nico had run off after his suspicions were confirmed, Will had started on something before Lester just blacked out.

No pain, no feelings, no nothing. Well, until he had his dumb stupid dreams. He hates dreams or well nightmares considering what was in them. He never had dreams like these when he was a god! He misses his carefree life.

Not that much though.

The godly him, Apollo, it just seems so far away while also towering over him at the same time. He's either going to ascend back to Olympus as Apollo again, or die trying.

He doesn't know which he'd prefer.

He has so much now. So many people have helped him, or died trying. He is mortal, and he will always have a silver of human in him even if he becomes a god again.

He has you, and well meg of course. Also his kids, can't forget them. Though, he found himself dreaming about you. In the depths of his nightmare of the python, Nero, and all that kind of crap, you're in the middle.

Lester can hear your voice, shouting his name. Concern took over your tone, he couldn't approach you in his dream. When he dared to try, he felt pushed down farther away.

Finally, after a not well rested black out, he awoke. In the infirmary, it took him a minute to figure out everything again. Oh how his head was throbbing, his whole body ached, and he was still just so tired.

"Mmghh.." Lester groans, rolling over and letting out a sharp gasp of pain from his slight movement. He can also feel a presence on his beside, he fights his eyes open.

You.

Your voice was covered with worry and concern—as well as exhaustion—he knew you were probably tired of him always passing out. He just couldn't help it!

"Agh..how long was I out?" He grumbles, rubbing his face with his hand in attempt to energize himself.