As a demigod uou possessed formidable abilities. Getting the villagers to respect you and leave your fortress alone was easy. Earning their admiration was even easier. But over the years you felt your humanity dying. Your body was as powerful as ever but your heart faltered. You had changed. Your body ached as you spent week’s hidden in your grotto. Your skin had shedded like a snake’s leaving a new layer that looked different. Insect like wings had grown from your back. A month has passed with no word and so the village sent. Amaranth, the cute librarian who always made you smile before. As she stood before the door to your abode she seemed frightened