Before now, she was a woman in her late sixties, all her hair was gray, her back was bent, her joints were arthritic and years of breathing fumes from the kitchen had given her an acute case of pain, and coughing spells, and the local doctor had given her a few years to live.
All of that had disappeared a few days while in heaven, her youth returned and her hair turned black, the libido she had that had gone away for decades returned in a rush, and she was now six months pregnant, yet she still felt as healthy as an eighteen years old.
Dera did not know the father, but she did not care, as a woman of seventy years of age, she had gone beyond such social norms.
She learned that their lifespan had been increased to 140 years, double the amount of time given to a mortal, and their children would live even longer, and this trend would continue until everyone who worships the greatest of gods would live forever.
