You'll die first Apollo had said, and Kaden choked on the memory, on his disbelief, on the fear that took a knife and sliced open the bottom of his belly. "No - that's not - that's not real," he protested, because it was fake, it was fake it was fake gods didn't exist and people couldn't see the future and brother's couldn't die when... "He's supposed to meet me. Marcie, Marcie - he's supposed to meet me."