I may look like a 40-year-old mortal woman, but inside I'm a goddess.
My name is Goddess Atlanta. Haven't you heard of me? No? Bet you've heard of my twin sister, Athena, the Goddess of War. Sure. Everyone’s heard of her.
Shunned by my birth family, I grew up with the Muses as sisters and friends. Not having any of their inspiring tendencies is the least of my Goddess sins. What more can I say about the most epic failure of my life?
Being a warrior is the song that sings in my blood. Just hand me a sword and move back while I call down lightning. Be careful, though, because my aim’s not what it used to be.
Because of my father, our entire pantheon is becoming mortal and dying. The first thing on my to-do list today is finding a worthy champion to help save us all.
My name is Atlanta, Goddess of the Doomsday Prophecy, and this is my mortal Midlife story.
