Clint Adams is a son of Hypnos, Greek god of Sleep.
Hello campers.I am Clint Adams, a son of Hypnos.My story is not a happy one,but i want you to know it. Before I start, I want everybody to know I've never told anybody this before.So,here i was,living in a shady,old,beat up apartment building with my alcoholic father. Whenever my father got mad at me and was about to hit me,he suddenly started feeling droozy and forgot what he was doing. I soon realized what my powers were and what i was capable of. I could make people fall asleep. When they were heavily asleep,sometimes i could read their dreams,and even their minds. That only made the monsters figure out who i was.
My father and i had a fight that day. I somehow couldnt get him to become sleepy.He hit me 20 times before i punched him.He pulled out his revolver from his desk when a weird fire monster suddenly kicked down the door. It grabbed my father when i used my powers. I strained so hard i got a nosebleed and a headache.It collapsed.I pulled the gun up and pointed it at my fathers head.He said"Do It". I realized what i was doing and said"Never".I ran as far east as i could to get away from him.A satyr found me and brought me here. Thanks for listening.
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