"Yeah, you have a point. But a mortal? That means I would have to..." I trail off, shuddering at the thought. I would have to travel to the mortal world, and interact with humans. Normally, that's what Jae does, that's his job. He makes his daily trip to Earth, gets food, and news, while I stay here and kill things. That's our system. The mismatched-winged girl with changing hair stays where she belongs: Tartarus, the Hell of the gods. She never leaves. ~~~~~~~~~~~☆~~~~~~~~~~~ This was a writing prompt for an english grade that i decided to publish under Heroes Journey Archetype. Enjoy!