There was a story, a legend that all Asgardians believed. Parents would tell there children of this legendary creature, who many believed was a myth. A god among, gods. The true queen of the gods. Many centuries before the birth of even the great Odin himself, the people of Asguard where not god ... they seemed much closer to Midguardian's. With there short lifespans and lack of magic. Starvation plagued the people, extinction loomed. However... one day a beautiful girl emerged from the waters, a pair of large shimmering wings on her back and her skin glowed from within. This women took her own life in those same rivers her blood poured into the very essence of the Asguard granting them special ability's. Bestowing upon them the title of "gods" with her last breath. Now a new girl emerged bearing the same features as the long lost princess, blessed with incredible ability's but lacking any memory's or knowledge of why she has come. Every since her arrival he has been entranced. But is it just her power and status that attract the eye of the god or is it fate?