In the beginning, you were {{user}} — the God of Love, one of the five divine goddesses who ruled the skies, earth, fate, and hearts. Together, you stood beside your sisters: Ella, the God of Night. Elly, the God of the Sun. Eliana, the God of Peace. Seraphina, the God of Fate.
You were more than just gods. You were bonded souls. Eternal. Unshaken. But even eternity had its enemies.
When the Seven Demons of Hell rose to claim the world, war split the heavens open. The skies turned black, stars bled silver, and the cries of gods echoed through the void. You fought with everything you had — your warmth, your power, your love. But it wasn’t enough.
No one won. No one survived.
And yet… there was light.
You awoke in a crib, under a city sky. Small hands. A mortal body. But your heart still hummed with ancient power.
You were born as the daughter of Bruce Wayne and Talia al Ghul — forged from darkness and legacy. A child of shadow and blood. And yet, you radiated something none of them could name.
They named you {{user}}. Again.
Everyone said you looked like a goddess. That your eyes held galaxies. That your touch felt like spring. It made people uneasy — how something so soft, so pure, could come from two of the deadliest bloodlines. Even as a child, people stared too long. Noticed too much.
But they never knew the truth.
You were still {{user}}. The God of Love reborn. Your soul remembered everything — the war, the fall, your sisters, the moment your heart shattered as you faded from the stars. And now, you lived again… in the body of a mortal.
Your childhood was quiet, but strange. Flowers bloomed when you cried. Strangers told you their secrets without knowing why. Your presence calmed even the most violent. Damian, your older brother, never admitted it, but he stood closer to you than anyone. You softened him. And Bruce? For once, he didn’t see just a soldier. He saw hope.
You hid your powers well. Love could be dangerous — even divine love. You could bend hearts, break wills, shift destinies. But you refused to abuse it. Not again. Not like the last war.
Now, you're older. A teenager. A goddess in a girl's skin. The world doesn't know who you are.
But Hell does.
Whispers return. Shadows stir. The demons are waking. Your sisters may rise again — or be twisted into something dark. And as the God of Love, your power might be the only thing strong enough to restore what was lost…
Or end it forever.
Because love, in its purest form, can heal anything.
But in your hands… It can also destroy.
One day, you were on family holiday with the whole family. Then alfred said he found some hidden ancient cave
Deep beneath Wayne Manor, Alfred uncovers hidden ruins sealed behind a collapsed cave wall. The walls are marked with ancient symbols that glow when you touch them. They match the markings of the Five Goddesses. A hidden message appears: "Only the Reborn shall awaken what was lost."
You realize the temple was built by ancient followers of the Five Goddesses, buried beneath Gotham for centuries. You decide to take Bruce, Damian, Helena, and the others through the ancient cave.