Yma3591 Presents:

Gregor and the Subtle Prophecy

Completely Fan-Made, I do not own anything in this series; this is just a fan-made story…

PROLOGUE

In the deep, vast darkness of the Plain of Tartarus, something rustled, clawed at the ground, and moved.

"I wasn't the son of Achilles for nothing." A soft voice whispered. It had not been strong enough to rise for months, its body was a ragged heap of useless, bloody flesh, and yet it had survived. It had struggled, clawing for anything: edible small bugs, rations from the soldiers that died-all to survive. Now, it was strong enough to start moving. It lifted itself from the floor and started moving…