All actions had consequences, the only question was if you cared about them.
By killing Erebos and hanging Nyx on my ceiling like some fancy carpet, I damned the whole world into eternal day, or at least partly. It was pretty weird how only part of the world was affected because there were other Primordials of the night in different Pantheons, there was Apophis for example, the giant serpent that wanted to eat the sun.
Since only the part of the world was affected where the Greek and Roman Pantheon rules were plunged into eternal light, the rest of the world didn't care. Other Pantheons just watched in amusement and mortals didn't even notice that the other half of the world lost the concept of darkness thanks to the veil the gods were working overtime to maintain.
While the gods were looking for ways to restore the night and just maybe even cure all the blind humans of their blindness and skin cancer, I issued a quest to both the Roman and Greek camps, telling them that they had to steal the sun to restore the night.
While gods were only being annoyed by the constant light and humans went blind and got skin cancer, demigods just got a really bad sunburn and had trouble seeing but some sun cream and sunglasses helped.
I had also accidentally helped Leo with his negotiation. The usually dim and gloomy Underworld was suddenly bathed in the cruel light of the sun and all creatures that lived there went completely berserk from this sudden change.
When Leo mentioned that if the Underworld were to be absorbed by his, it would be separated from the concepts and gain these of his Underworld, which would restore the darkness that everyone there loved.
After two days of negotiation, they finally came to an agreement and the gloomy atmosphere was restored. It helped that Persephone was also very much for the fusion as she didn't want her husband to always overwork himself and she didn't care too much for the Underworld.
A week after that, I could feel how Chaos, the Primordial of Chaos, started to create new Primordials of the night and darkness. It would take a few months but I would still be able to see the demigods do their quests before the night was restored.
While both the Greek and Roman camp started to hunt for Apollo's chariot, Percy and his friends were still in search of the missing symbols of powers, unaware that they were literally carrying them with them.
The whole world was busy with its own stuff but only a few of those things interested me, I was better off with trying out the Lotus Hotel. I didn't understand why anyone would want to leave this place, you had unlimited cash, five-star luxury, addicting games, immortality, and as a bonus for the demigods, you didn't have to worry about being killed.
Sure, the time dilation could be annoying if you still had things to do outside but if you do them before and have nothing better to do with your life, you might as well enjoy it. Just because all the services were provided to prevent you from leaving ever again, it didn't mean it was bad.
And while the food was good and the games addicting, it paled in comparison to what I had in my own home. By the time I left the Hotel, despite all the protest from the security guards, almost a year had passed and the night had been restored.
I could feel that Leo had already returned and that while the Underworld was still in a dimension underground, it was no longer connected to the rest of the world. Just because the Underworld had become a part of Leo's, it didn't mean that it would move and no longer have to deal with the dead of this world.
It just meant that now if you went to the edge of the Underworld, you wouldn't just see a wall or a void but would just enter the neighboring Underworld that was part of Leo's big one. In fact, from what I can tell it should be the Egyptian afterlife from this reality. Looks like Leo "convinced" some more gods to join him.
Well, Percy's second year at the camp is about to start, meaning he will soon set out to get the Golden Fleece. This was a perfect time for me to make this a crossover world and blame it on the Supreme Lord of the Bathroom.
It wasn't even his quest but he still went because he thought he could do it better and the Greeks were very much against more than three demigods going on a quest, much less six. If some unknown powerful monsters that called themselves Titans were to suddenly appear in the Bermudas Triangle, it was obvious who would be blamed.