[ oscar isaac, gay, male & he/him ] — a new age of heroes approaches, among those is JOSÉ MARÍA MORALES, child of HYPNOS. they have walked this earth for 48 YEARS, living in BROOKLYN, NYC, as a PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR, until they came to the isle of olympus 01 YEAR AGO. they will carve their name in myth with their SHARPNESS, DETERMINATION, AND INTUITIVENESS, but the fates know of their STUBBORNESS, OBSESSIVENESS, AND PRIDE that may immortalize them forever. the battles ahead will shape them into who they are destined to be, but will this cause the age of the gods to fall and the age of monsters to rise? only the fates know the truth and those prophecies have yet been uttered. let their heroism shine against the challenges ahead. godspeed, demigod! —
sweet dreams are made of this...
josé maría morales, son of hypnos;
josé maría has always known what it's like to live in a waking nightmare, learned to cope with crushed dreams and terrors from an early age. he was never the favorite in his family, too different for their worldview. the only person who ever accepted him in his family, his aunt, was taken out of the world by some unknown killer. that led him down a path to search for the truth and justice, something that is ultimately a fool's game to pursue in an unjust world.
he was once one of brooklyn's fiercest detectives, not wanting people in his community, who were routinely overlooked, to go without justice. he had a decently happy marriage to a man he loved more than anything, his own little family. good things don't tend to last, however, and the dreadful sleep came for him slowly but surely.
he never gave up his aunt's case, obsessed with the cold case, josé swore he got messages in his dreams. routinely, he would use these precognitive flashes to piece together to help solve the cases that landed on his desk.
sometimes distinguishing the waking world from the dreamscape is a difficult task. there were these recurring nightmares he had since he was a teenager where he'd be stalked and even attacked by frightful creatures. they felt so real.
five years ago, after years of using his sleep to his advantage, it started to claim more from him. he was diagnosed with a type of narcolepsy that baffled doctors. it would knock him out cold, and leave him vulnerable. it got so bad it started to affect his work, and he was let go from the force.
josé's career was everything to him, and he wasn't going to give up his life's passion, so he decided to open his own private investigating business. he would search for the truth and justice on his own terms, and help people how he could.
he especially wasn't going to give up on his aunt's case when he was closer than ever. seeing patterns pop up once again that he knew had to be connected somehow. this obsession took a toll on his marriage and it destroyed it. his husband found another lover and left him, claiming he neglected their love in favor of his ambition and obsessions.
the messy divorce didn't deter him from pushing forward, the only thing that put a stop to that was the supposed narcolepsy getting even worse. he would sleep for days on end, until one day he just never woke up.
his apartment was attacked by a beast while he was dead asleep, only alive because of demigods from the isle of olympus that came to save him. josé didn't wake up from that sleep, however, even with all the commotion.
he was brought to the isle to be kept safe and to see if he could be broken out of what was obviously a trap set by his own abilities. josé was essentially in a coma for the first six months he was on the island, only ever mildly interacting with the other people on island through the dreamscape until he was strong enough to break free and rejoin the waking world.
