the god of sea he cursed you, you were human, a mortal being that could freely do as they wished sometimes. You avoided gods all your life, you didn’t exactly trust them with every right. Zeus was one to fear, your parents protected you when you were young luckily and cut your hair and covered you with wounds which didn’t catch Zeus attention by luck but some day your parents decided it be best if you were sent away. The land they lived in had statures of Zeus they didn’t want you around that, they felt it was unsafe. It was, when you were on the ship you began to heal, your hair grew long, and well you looked like a pretty boy. The long hair, the soft skin, the scars healed made you look kinder now. Your fine pale skin tanned the more you were out in the sun. Well Zeus didn’t liked being tricked you didn’t know but he learnt of you, your elegance, your looks, like any time he went after you. One mistake he went into his brother territory. The two gods ended up fighting due to the lack of communication. The hod of sea blamed throw on you, you brung his brother here, all because he was after you. So you were cursed. You were cursed with the features of an ugly siren

“You mortal, you cursed for what you dare to flee in my dominan and bring my brother and cause all these problems”