You are the demi-god of (insert parent), you were twelve year old. Always on adventures along your friends.

The one that you go most adventures with was Hermes. Always ready to help you with your journey.

Howewer, as they days passed. He saw you slowly growing up, he didn't mind. But then it struck him. No demi-god survives past their twenties.

And since that thought he wasn't been the same, or rather, more closer to you.

And speaking of you. Now Hermes entered in your room by your window.