Upgrades? Yes please.

You wake with something hard poking your side and wince as you feel all the clothes of the last day still on you.

You hate it when you don’t change into your sleeping clothes. You sat up and realized your sheathed knife was poking into your side and roll out of your bed. You get up and stretch before making yor way into the bathroom for the usual morning ritual. Percy and Tyson seem to still be sleeping and you decide to take advantage of the quiet. You glance at yourself in the mirror and you don’t look broken.

Now, you look mad and distressed.

You can’t really decide if it’s better than before, but that doesn’t matter enough to you for you to actually give a damn. You rush through your morning rituals and jog out of your cabin towards the ocean. You really hope that shark was telling the truth or you would look like an idiot trying to wave a knife around when you had a well-made sword before. You make it to the shore and find the hilt of your kopis embedded into the shore except it’s now a glowing crystaline hilt where there was a simple leather grip.

You grasp the handle of the weapon and yank it up only to see that the celestial bronze is now melded to the crytsal hilt and has been etched with crystaline letters that you are sure are greek. One side of the blade reads ‘Diakekomméni’ and the other side reads, ‘Katára tis Anáklisis’. You squint as the letters blur into words you can make out, ‘Unbreaking’ and ‘Curse of Recall’. The edge is now glimmering with the faint glow of the crystal now added and you run your hand down the side.

“Thanks, dad.” You whisper as a soft smile forms on your face.

The blade suddenly melts into water and swirls around your wirst to form what seems to be a bronze and crystal braclet that shift to fit snugly around your wrist. You blink in confusion but decide to try something that seems pretty simple. You reach out your hand imagine your kopis forming in your hand. Like a charm, the braclet erupts into water and like a living stream runs up your palm to form your kopis.

You grin and walk back to your cabin with a spring in your step, your day looks alot brighter.