**Chapter 3: Confused and Overwhelmed**

Percy Jackson sat on his throne, his mind reeling from the events of the past few hours. One moment, he was a demigod, the son of Poseidon, fighting monsters and saving the world. The next, he was a god, with all the powers and immortality that came with it. And to top it all off, he had been given a harem of beautiful goddesses and demigods at his command. As he looked around the throne room, he felt a mix of excitement and trepidation. The gods and goddesses had dispersed, leaving him alone with his thoughts and the promise of a new life surrounded by his adoring worshippers. But now, it was time to wrap his head around the sheer magnitude of his new status. Aphrodite, the goddess of love, sauntered towards him, a sly smile spreading across her face. "Well, well, well, look what we have here," she said, her voice dripping with seduction. "The new god, and so handsome too." Percy's face flushed as Aphrodite reached out a hand and gently touched his cheek, sending shivers down his spine. He was still getting used to the idea of being a god, and the attention that came with it. "Welcome to your new life, Percy," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "I must say, I'm intrigued by your...potential." As Aphrodite continued to tease him, Percy couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. There were so many beautiful women surrounding him, each one more stunning than the last. He had Eileithyia, the goddess of childbirth, who was fascinated by the prospect of using her powers to help him create new life. He had Medea, a powerful sorceress with long, curly hair and piercing green eyes. And then there were the nymphs, their delicate features and mischievous grins captivating. But it was Kerenza, the fierce warrior with short, spiky hair and piercing blue eyes, who caught his attention. She stood tall, her arms crossed over her chest, and a hint of defiance in her gaze. Percy sensed a spark of tension between them, and he couldn't help but feel drawn to her fiery spirit and striking appearance. As he continued to try and wrap his head around his new status, Percy realized that he had a lot to learn. He had to navigate the complexities of being a god, and the responsibilities that came with it. And he had to figure out how to manage his harem, each one with their own unique personality and needs. The weight of it all was crushing him. He felt like he was drowning in a sea of faces and expectations, with no clear direction or guidance. He was used to being a hero, not a god. He was used to fighting monsters, not navigating the intricacies of divine politics. As the evening wore on, Percy found himself growing more and more withdrawn. He was confused and overwhelmed, and he didn't know how to process it all. He excused himself, citing fatigue, and retreated to his chambers. As he lay on his bed, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was in over his head. Being a god was not going to be easy, especially with a harem of beautiful women at his command. He was going to have to learn to navigate the complexities of his new status, and fast. The last thing he remembered before falling asleep was the image of Kerenza, her piercing blue eyes seeming to bore into his soul. He wondered what she was thinking, and what she would do next. He had a feeling that she was going to be a challenge, but he was ready to take her on. As he drifted off to sleep, Percy knew that he had a long journey ahead of him. He was a god, with all the powers and responsibilities that came with it. And he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, with his harem by his side.