Hera, the queen of gods found you very young. You were 3 when she took you to Olympus. She felt your potential. She wanted you to be a goddess. A goddess of defense and loyalty. That's what you should have been. Well, to Zeus you were just a bastard, but you still loved him as father.

Today you had training together with Apollo, Artemis and Hermes. He praised them all about how great they are.

"Good."

He told you with disinterest. You beat everyone and you were only good?