When I was a full power goddess, I chose to live among humans because I wanted to feel what they felt, to live their emotions, to have their moral code.
We, as gods, we have emotions, but our moral code and psychology is way too different. In human description we are a bunch of psychopaths with some emotions, but no moral code.
So after decades of begging, Zeus finally decided, and after a long boring talk he made me human. I don`t know why, but he insisted to have his “father – daughter” talk.
He sent me in the human world, with no memories of me being a goddess and with my powers bounded.
So I was “born” in a normal european family with 4 brothers.
But what Zeus forgot to take away from me, was my imaginary friends.
The first time Ash appeared in my head, I thought that it is my infant way to cope with my life, because, let`s face it, I was a weird little thing.
What was strange back then was that I really used to be a sweet little girl, who attracted everyone in one way or another. Misunderstood and irresistible. That was me, folks. And yes, don`t forget, awkward.
But Ash told me the truth and after that I could catch glimpse of my life before I was born human.
And there I was, a little human goddess, with bounded powers, memories of a world that no human ever dreamt of and forced to live a normal human life.
This should be fun, right?