OCEAN I am one of the dragons that controls the world. I have no father. My mother is called Universe. She’s the universe itself, and she controls everything in it. She birthed us and controls us. And by us, I mean me and my three sisters. You think dragons don’t exist? Ha. We all have our beliefs, but no matter what you believe, we exist. You might just think we exist as myths, but we’re real. Our real names are in one of the most ancient languages there is. Also known as, Greek. My name, Ocean, translates into Okeanos . Mother’s translates to Sympan . My sisters and I are out scouting the world for humans to bless. It’s not just those old gods the Greeks worshipped. It’s us, too. Poseidon has part of me inside, just like Demeter has a bit of my sister inside her. By the way, my sister’s name is Myrtle. I see Jason and his crew on the Argo, and Medea cutting up her own brother. I breathe fire on them, green, unlucky fire. I helped curse them. Mother swoops down from t
