Claiming:Camp/Julian Fraser

Name: Julian Fraser

Age: 19

Mortal Parent: Christopher Fraser

God/Titan: Aphrodite

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Personality (at least a sentence or two): Julian, or Paios as someone knows him as, was once prince like and regal. In Pellas, he was the definition of prince charming, spending his time appropriately in his studies, politics and fighting, even dabbling in poetry (though he was terrible at it). He spent his hours with the people around him, rarely left alone though he preferred it that way. He was also, though, quite arrogant and entitled, though he eventually forced himself to change his attitude and be more gracious to the people around him. He was also a loving family man, adoring his parents and younger siblings and was willing to go to any length to help them. When he was of age, he became more involved in politics, partly to help his father's burden and try shoulder some of his responsibilities. However, as time went by, and Paios was reborn again and again, he was given new sets of memories with new lives and different contexts, twisting his personality further as people's personalities are often based on their context and experiences. However, there was one strong theme between all of his regenerations, is that his strong moral core, his desire to protect the people around him and his ability to connect with the people around him, were always present.

In the current day, Julian is charming and athletic, enjoying time spent in the outdoors. He's also, despite being the son of a celebrity, quite private, rarely voicing his own thoughts and worries unless he feels it absolutely necessary. Not shallow, he doesn't really care for his own appearance, though he rarely needs any help in that department, and is quite conservative with money and his belongings.

History (more than a paragraph): Nikephoros was the Queen of Pellas, Macedonia, her husband a well respected king, beloved by his country. Their marriage was a political marriage, Nikephoros being a princess of Athens. Though she was unwilling to marry initially, due to being in love with a knight at home, she was glad after being given the news her brother, Pandion II, was driven off into exile by Metion, who took the throne himself. Though their marriage was amicable, Nikephoros could never find herself in love with her husband, despite craving it every other day. Not only this, but she couldn't fall pregnant, despite how many times they tried. Believing herself barren, she was proven wrong by Zeus.

She met him as a loyal follower to her husband during a feast, not realising his true identity as the king of Olympus, and they struck up a conversation. Throughout the evening, they were almost inseparable, which raised a few eyebrows in the room, but most believed their rulers to be in love that they discarded the idea of the queen being unfaithful. Nikephoros, however, could see her opportunity to have at least a brief run in with what she desired and invited him to her rooms when everyone was asleep. Though they were married, it was not custom for them to sleep together save for when they slept together and had seperate rooms.

When the feast died down and Nikephoros returned to her chambers, she waited for Zeus who eventually did turn up. The next few hours, at least for Nikephoros, was both blissful and passionate. However, when she woke up, Zeus was gone and though she eventually made enquiries, she couldn't find either his identity or his location. Feeling foolish, she decided to forget about the event and move on with her life, never speaking of it to anyone, not even her closest companions. However, after a few months it didn't take long for her to realise she had fallen pregnant. It wasn't hard to play it out like the child was her husbands, it's not as if they weren't trying every other night and so her son was born an heir, rather than as a bastard.

He was raised spoilt and loved, especially by his parents as he was the only child they ever bore, taught by the best tutors his parents could find and surrounded by companions, though he wouldn't call them friends. They were often low level royals or children of advisors, all trying to extort influence from him. However, the benefit from this was that Paios was never lonely and grew adept in socialising with the people around him as time went by. He was, by definition, the perfect heir. He was handsome, charming, and valiant. He was great in battle, loved to ride, and even dallied in poetry. In his teenage years, though, he could have been considered slightly arrogant and cocky, growing more confident in himself and his position. His ego also grew with the amount of ladies (and sometimes men) throwing themselves at him, which he sometimes didn't stop.

However, when he was sixteen, he came across a servant girl who, despite his best efforts, wouldn't bend for him, rejecting him frequently. Most people in his position, he knew, would have done it forcefully or scorned her, Paios wasn't like that, though, and was more amused and drawn to her. He constantly snuck her gifts and flowers, even terrible poems, in an attempt to woo her and eventually he succeeded. They began to see each other in secret for nearly a year, Paios believing himself in love until they were found by bandits in the forest. Though he tried his best, the girl was killed before he could rid get of them. Unable to take her back to her parents or else they'd be discovered, he made sure he hid her body in a place where no one would find her. In the later weeks, he anonymously made a donation for her funeral and watched from afar. Though it was short, he learnt one thing from her, to be more humble. In the next year, he went through a change to make himself a better person and a prince.

He began to become more involved in his kingdom, eventually going to a distant city for a diplomatic meeting with the king's brother. There, he met Adrasteia and, by the end of the visit, was head over heels for her. He went through both the king and Addy's father for approval and soon they were engaged to be married. However, he had to wait until Adrasteia had to turn eighteen but that went by quickly. The wedding, at first, went smoothly, with Adrasteia being named his queen until Zeus came down from Olympus. Since he was in divine form, he killed everyone in attendance, including Paios's family, however, Zeus instructed him through a small voice in the back of his mind to look away, to ensure his own survival. Paios was in shock and could barely make himself follow the instructions, let alone turn to tell his wife to do the same. The next thing he knew, they were situated in Olympus with his family and friends dead.

The trial for Adrasteia began, with Paios quickly realising what had happened. She was a child of Hera which was in direct conflict to the pledge Hera had made to never sleep outside of her marriage. The trial for his wife began with Paios continuously trying to hold Adrasteia back from infuriating Zeus enough that he kills her. Part of him was still in shock over what had happened before and could barely keep himself up to what was being said around him. In fact, he felt quite useless. After the voting, with 7-5 in Adrasteia's favour, Zeus sought revenge, immortalising her whilst decimating her husband. Despite being his son, Paios meant very little to Zeus and he wasn't remorseful in killing him if it meant he found a way to cause irreversible harm to Hera's lapse of judgement.

However, unbeknownst to Adrasteia, or anyone else in the world, including the other Olympians, Zeus placed a curse onto Paios. The curse was that for everytime he was reorn, he'd find himself, no matter he did, eventually crossing paths with his immortal wife. Initially, he had no memories of his previous life and it was only when he saw Adrasteia's face did it all come rushing back to him. There was a catch, though, that the closer he moved to her, the more he wanted to kill her. The first time it happened was one of the most difficult for Paios. He was born in Rome to a senator, growing up under heavy tutelage, even meeting the emperor and his family. When he grew to age, he was enlisted into the army, travelling through the empire and fighting in battles. It was when he was moving through a town did he see her. With the memories coming back to him, fast enough to make him feel dizzy, he began to move through the heavy crowd separating them. He was soon aware of a sudden desire for her blood and it was only the rush of people pushing against him that stopped him from rushing forward to snap her neck. Knowing he couldn't drag himself away by himself, he let the crowd drag him back until he felt himself calm down. Unsure of what to do, he ran away from the army to follow her around, never going near enough for what happened before to repeat.

He was unsure of what was happening, he wasn't sure why he felt that why, most of him blamed himself, believing there was something wrong with him. However, eventually he decided the best course of action would be leave her be and go as far away as he could, to ensure he didn't risk hurting her. He travelled back to Pellas, to see how his kingdom had turned out, and was rather proud of Alexander the great, his little brother's descendant, and his achievements. Except, Paios was plagued by his memories and his yearning for Adrasteia and it caused him to become bitter and isolated from the world around him. However, time and time again, he found himself running into her, wherever he went and often only just got himself away before she got to close. When he was nearing his thirties, he had enough, deciding the best thing for Adrasteia's safety was for him to die. Slitting his wrists, he believed death would be the end.

Except, Paios kept on being reborn, no matter what he did, with each time, the same thing happened. He tried to forget about Adrasteia, even going as far as marrying other women, however, he couldn't do it. He kept on seeing her, sometimes across the street, sometimes across a battle field, and his old emotions kept on rushing back to him. Some lives he became cruel and callous to his new wife, other lives he surrounded himself with his new partner. When he met his old wife on the battle field, he often made sure he stayed back from the front lines or in a location where he wasn't near her. Often, though, he began to sabotage his own side so she would win, which would often result in his death as he was committed for treason.

One instance on where he got to close to her, was in 292 BC. He stumbled upon her helping a group of demigods survive, instantly jumping into combat, he was struck down by the other demigods before he could get close to her. Eventually, Adrasteia joined the hunters, which made Paios's life a little easier, though it had been a long time since he had gone by the name Paios, as it meant she was on the constant move, making it difficult for him to run into her as often as he use to. However, in 839 ce, he was walking through a forest near his current hometown, where he stumbled upon her, surrounded by other huntresses, similar to how he found her last time. He tried to kill her, pulling his sword and coming out to the open. He was shot down by those in the hunt, before he could even get remotely close to her.

He began to fall into a pattern over the next centuries. He either committed suicide or spent his best efforts to stay away, though more often than not, it was the former. His lives had become repetitive, he grew up ignorant before he was forced to remember all his past lives, constantly being forced to follow his old flame, unable to get close lest he try to kill her. The most violent episode was in 1952, he was on a brief business trip in Dubai, having decided to take an internship at his current father's business. He didn't see her at first, it was her who saw him, which was the grave mistake. When he saw her, with his memories coming back, she was far too close and his bloodlust quickly overtook him. Through clenched teeth, he pleaded and pleaded for her to kill him. He knew he couldn't kill her but he couldn't bear the idea of hurting her anyway, though this sentiment was clouded by anger and hatred, a part of it was still there underneath. It didn't take long for Adrasteia to finish him off, digging her spear directly into his chest. In the moments before he succumbed to the familiar sensation of death, he managed to spit out 'Zeus', hoping she would be able to figure something out, not having the energy to go into further detail and the other words he mentioned were mumbled or he was to busy choking on his own blood to properly pronounce it.

Adrasteia went to Zeus straight after and Zeus promised to remove the curse at the bidding of the other people in the council. However, he never gave a time to end the curse and Paios's next two generations was still under the influences of the curse. However, his situation gained the attention of both Aphrodite and Hera. Aphrodite was in love with his and Adrasteia's love story whilst Hera was interested for obvious reasons. The two went to Hecate, employing her to undo the curse which eventually worked, however Aphrodite was forced to have him as her own child to ensure the spell, that Hecate created to combat it, worked. After giving birth, she left him with a lover of hers, pretending that it was his. The man was Christopher Fraser, he was a runway model, travelling the world for fashion. Despite only being twenty years old at the time, he decided to take responsibility for the child, who he named Julian, even though his mother had disappeared soon after. Julian travelled with him and was often raised by nannies and nurses due to his father's busy schedule and was homeschooled when he came of age. Regardless, he was close to his father, spending time with him as much as Christopher could spare and grew up loved. Unbeknownst to him, he was being watched by his old lover, Adrasteia, but only briefly.

When he was ten, Christopher decided to settle Julian, leaving him with his own parents in New York when he travelled and enrolled Julian into a private school. He fitted in, somewhat, though he missed Christopher. When he was twelve, he had his first monster attack, being attacked by a hellhound as he was walking home from school. Running, he was chased into an alley and was blocked off. He would have died if it wasn't for a cafe worker, who was on break, found them and killed the hound. The worker was the child of Ares and was attending the nearby university. He took Julian into the cafe and explained about the Olympians and the reality of the world. Afterwards, he took the son of Aphrodite under his wing, gifting him with a spare sword of his and training him so that Julian could defend himself in later attacks. He learned of camp but didn't want to go there, having grown attached to his new life.

For the next few years, Julian passed through school, getting average grades, not the best but not the worst either, but he was the popular kid. When he was eighteen, both his grandparents died in a car crash where Julian decided it was time to go to camp, not wanting to live alone. By this time he was nineteen.

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