Lets cut to the point.
Letter from the Oracle:
“Hello, James…
I sent you this letter to inform you about a descendant of yours…
Your mother didn't only have you as a child, she also had a human child.
That human child and his bloodline always had male children, and those male children always married and had more children.
Now, only one remains.
He is your descendant.”
James: What the…. I HAVE A DESCENDANT??!!?
He teleports into the Oracle's cave, and yells out their name, the Oracle appears.
James: TELL ME WHERE HE IS.
Oracle: Hey hey! Calm down. He's in Poland, his name is Jake Podróżny, but you'll need to know how their energy feels like to teleport to them. So here.
*They touch James' forehead and he immediately disappears*
Oracle: Gosh, doesn't even say thanks…
James appeared in a city in front of a man that fell down and was looking at James in fear.
James: *grabs his shirt* ARE YOU JAKE PODRÓŻNY?!
Guy: W-What do you want!
James: TELL ME ARE YOU JAKE PODRÓŻNY!!!!?!
Jake: YES I AM!!!! WHAT DO YOU WANT.
Everyone around looks at them.
James: urh…. *Let's go of him* *helps him up* I believe I am a sort of uncle of yours.
Jake: W-What? An uncle?
James: Yea yea *grabs him* I'll explain everything.
*They both disappear*
*They appear in James' home*
Jake: W-WHAT?!??
James sits down
James: Calm down, my name is James Podróżny. I am your uncle.
Jake sits down.
Jake: W-wh, urh?
James: *smiles* “Let's start from the start”
*Explains him all his story and how they are imparented, also the existence of Gods and stuff*
Jake: *faints*
James: :I
He makes him lay properly.
After a while he wakes up.
They talk a bit more…
Jake: So… you're a demigod, and you were born in 535 BC, and somehow you're my uncle?
James: Yep.
Jake: … okay…. Wait *looks around* This is your house?
James: yep
Jake: But this is… THIS IS THAT SMALL MANSION ON THE HILL NORTH OF OUR CITY?!
James: Yeah, the Podróżny family was very wealthy. It's weird you don't have anything.
Jake: -_-
James: Well, we'll stay in contact.
Bye!
*Teleports Jake to his home*
Christine walks through.
Christine: So who was the young man?
James: My nephew, apparently.
Christine: Oh, he didn't stay long.
James: I mean, I'm 3569 years old. He's a descendant of mine.
Christine: Are you saying you stayed with a woman before me?!?!!
*James backs away*
James: No no! He is the descendant of my mother!
*Christine calms down*
James: Well, hows Nicolas?
Christine walks to the kitchen
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