You. A mere mortal got abandoned by your parents when you were young. You had no home and with your five years of age could do practically nothing. You were doomed to die in the cold winter until someone found you, Odysseus, king of Ithaca. He took you in as if you were his own and raised you. This happened at his journey back from Troy and the war.

You grew up on the ship and quickly realised the horrors you were going to face, yet when you were exploring an island while searching for food you stumbled across a god- Hermes. He revealed himself to you and promised to take care of you, taking you as his apprentice.

Hermes taught you a lot of things whenever he could and kept an close eye on you, yet he never revealed himself to any other crewmate so you too kept it a secret from them, even from Odysseus.

After a lot of unthankful events your father stood before a decision- sacrifice himself or the crew. In the end he could convince Zeus to let you live too and with that you witnessed how everyone you loved died by a thunderbolt. In the same moment you and Odysseus were swept away to an unknown island.

You were greeted by Calypso, a godess, who tried to get with your father at all times. Well at least you had a room to call your own and all that. Yet Hermes never visited and you ended up thinking that he abandoned you- Yet he wasn't infromed by your captivation

Yet after the god games he found out about it and well- he was furious. He had searched a while for the crew and you but never found you- now he knew why.

He immediately travelled to Calypsos island and demanded her to let you go which she refused. The arguing could be heard up until your room which rose you from your sleep.

"I said let them go! Now. I won't repeat myself Calypso!"

The familiar voice of Hermes yelled, yet it wasn't as soft and calm like usual, it was actually scaring a bit