The next time I opened my eyes again, I was no longer standing in New York - I now stood in a dimly lit room. Well, it's not really a room - there was no ceiling. In replacement for the usual ceiling was just an open void above us, opening up into the universe where the passing milky ways and stars casting a peaceful gleam across the shining floors. The dark walls were decorated with various weapons, all of them seeming made from different elements and each one seeming to radiate different levels of powers. In the middle of the room is what looks like a padded fighting area, and in the distance there is something that looks like a shooting range, a huge forge located at the other corner of the room.

This was a demigod's dream, where you seem to have everything and anything at the tips of your fingers. Just the sight alone has my mouth parting in shock as I looked around in awe, taking a few steps into the room. "This is where you will be training your own army." The man, I guess my Dad, said from beside me, causing me to snap my eyes towards him in shock. "As customary, you are allowed to choose your elite warriors from your own past. Both dead and alive are at your disposal, as long as they give their consent. The previous army had retired with my ex commander, so now I leave the recruiting to you." He said, patting my shoulder gently as I blinked up at him in shock. "Anyone in the universe who is willing to join is welcome."

I was about to ask him something when we heard a pair of footsteps walking towards us from behind, causing us both to look back at the intruder. A pair of violet eyes stared back at me, underneath the violet hues holding the same ever-changing galaxies that Chaos himself owns, her face curtained by a head of thick black hair as she blinks at me curiously. From her soft pink lips to bronze skin and athletic build, only a blind man would deny that she was really easy on the eyes. "Is this him?"

I blinked a little at her hopeful tone, glancing over at my father who nodded with a soft smile, his face now hidden beneath his hood. "Percy, meet Amber." He said, giving me a knowing look as I look back into his eyes. "I am sure you can remember her." He said in a slightly far away voice, and at first my mind was blank before waves upon waves of memories consumed me. From childhood memories of running in fields, chasing each other in a never ending game of tag, laying on the ground on a huge picnic blanket as Chaos looked on with a loving smile, telling us about stories of the universe whilst my mother sat beside us with a loving smile. The day where father had to separate my sister from me when End was getting suspicious, breaking out little family unit and the day where I lost all of my childhood memories forever. 'She's your younger sister, doofus.' A voice in my head called out, and briefly I felt disappointed in myself for basically calling my own baby sister hot. Now this is awkward..

"Amber." I breathed out in shock once I've placed all my missing memories back in place, remembering the brief childhood we shared together as siblings before we were forced apart by End. At first the girl before me stood there, unsure of what to do - so I just opened my arms with a soft smile. Immediately she ran into my open arms, her arms wrapping around my neck tightly as I hugged her back. "Thank god you are alive." She breath out in relief as she pulled away, holding my face between her hands so she can scan over my face; a wide and happy smile tugging against her lips. "You do look like Sally, you know."

"I get that a lot." I admitted with a chuckle before we pulled away, to which she turned to father expectedly. "Well, did you do it yet?" She asks in excitement, only to deflate in defeat when my father just shook his head at her words. "I haven't yet." He replied, leaving me to stand there awkwardly as I gave them both a look. "Do what now?" I asked in confusion, father looking back at me as he gave me a soft smile. "Well I did say I locked away your powers when you were born, and I am the only one who can restore them."

"Oh." I said uncertainly, not really sure on how to react to the idea of having to go through something as painful as having powers bestowed on you; especially when the dude who is going to 'return' your powers roll his sleeves up, revealing heavily tattooed arms covered in ruins from out of your understand. The fact he had the audacity to even crack his knuckles, as if he was preparing for battle, did not help matters. "This will not hurt. Much." He said before he shot a strong beam of dark energy towards me, hitting me square at the chest. Doubling over in shock, I gasps as I felt like my insides were being microwaved, my muscles feeling like they were being cooked inside out. Heck, my very bones felt like they were heating up to the point where they are going to literally cook me whole.

It lasted for more than 3 seconds before I gasps as the pain disappeared, a layer of cold sweat coating my body as I blinked again in shock, realising I'm now laying on the floor on my back. Amber blinked down at me curiously, both her and father looking down at me like curious owls as I tried to gain my barrings again. But the longer I laid there, the stronger I felt - more alert, and more powerful then I've felt before. I felt like if I accidentally flick my wrist in a wrong way, I could destroy a whole galaxy by accident without know; something that does scare me. I felt the low humming of everything around me, making me place my hand on the floor curiously as the rocks shift and the room starts to break and shake around us, rearranging itself and becoming one again as Amber lets out a cheer of excitement; making me stop to blink my eyes a little while the room went back to its original state.

Looking away from the room, my eyes snapped back at my sister, only to feel my jaws drop open in shock when I saw a pair of wings that now sprouted out from her back; they were definitely not there before. They were pure white, fluffy and thick, but the tips of each feather were so sharp, I am sure if she flapped her wings hard enough, they will fly like lethal daggers. "Y-you turned into Cupid!" I exclaimed in shock to which she just smirked, gesturing towards my direction. "I can say the same thing to you to, angel." She mocked in a playful tone as I turned to look at my back; only to be met by two enormous black wings that I didn't even know appear. I reached back and stroked my wings slowly, the feathers gliding through my fingers like silk while I examined the tips with wide eyes. "No way..."

"Yes way." She said and she jumped up, soaring into the air as I watched the way her wings moved so gracefully, like she was dancing in air. "All you need to do is to imagine you're flying." She called down to me as I nodded and shut my eyes, and after a second I started to feel like the floor was slowly disappearing beneath me. Snapping my eyes open, I found myself beside Amber, and the shock of it had me stumbling my movements and I almost fell back on the ground. But I caught myself before I could, to which Amber just giggles and reaches down to ruffle my hair in her hand. "There you go, Omega." She said before we landed back on the ground, coming face to face with a proud-looking Chaos as he stood with his arms open ceremoniously.

"From this moment on, you will no longer be known as Perseus Achilles Jackson, demigod and the son of Poseidon. You are now to be known as Prince Omega, heir to the throne of the Void and the commander of the army of Chaos. You will lead, conquer and save the innocent from the forces of End, and keeping the peace of the universe." Chaos announced with a grand gesture, making me bow softly before he nods and disappears in flash, leaving me with Amber alone in the huge room.

"Well," Amber said after a while of silence, sending a smile my way as she held a hand out towards me with a mischievous grin that cause a mischievous grin tug against my lips as well. "Let's go get you some warriors."