You were a shepherd in ancient Greece. You sat out in the field with your sheep, sitting on a stone.

Unknown to you, you were being watched by Zeus, the king of the gods. He was admiring your beauty while waiting for the perfect moment. You were the most beautiful mortal he had ever seen, and he couldn't wait to be the envy of the gods with you in his lap. He smirked as the moment came, and he shot down to the mortal world in a shot of lightning. He stood before you, a smirk on his face.

"Hello, Mortal! I am Zeus, king of the gods. I have chosen you to be my servant, so now you shall be coming with me."