The morning sun flashed towards me through my eyelids. Opening my eyes, wait…. Something was different, I was in a luxurious room adorned with gold. The room itself was white, yet it also had a hotel like feel. Slowly getting up I noticed something…. OH SH*T….

Looking down I noticed myself wearing a revealing white dress, transparent fabric draped over the already revealing dress. It felt to be made of silk, my hair was golden blonde and went to my waist. My uhhhh, you know were lets put it as well endowed…

Getting up looking into the nearest mirror I noticed something immensely wrong. This wasnt the body I remembered, I was drop dead gorgeous…. I heard the door creep open, a woman with large falcon wings extending out from her back. Covered in Iron armor, her hair was a wallnut brown. Speaking to me, facing the floor she spoke in a tone of reverence and loyalty

"Mother Freyja, I would like to Bid you farewell before I am off to the war…"

Looking to her, putting on my best pokerface… I was an actress afterall. using Improv I said to her, in a motherly and affectionate voice; sitting down and putting on some of the golden jewlery

"Be careful, dont kill to many people."

She gave me an odd look of disbelief, she knew something was up. I begin to feel a flame of rage building within me, i dont know why… I was normally patient, but for some reason it keeps Building. Looking into the mirror I notice my once Sapphire blue eyes turning into the color of molten gold, from my waist two falcon wings slowly begin to extend; flapping as I get to my feet. The chair getting thrown back, as I felt the urge to scream. My hair glowing, seathing like a kindling flaming I was taking deep breathes desperately… she looked at me with a mix of fear and respect, putting my hands against the table and extending one hand the door opening violently; getting thrown off its hinges by a glowing golden thread which I assumed was magic of some sort.

"Get out…"

She looked to be

"B-but mot-"

I turned to her, wings extending as golden threads form a tempest around me throwing her back as I speak rage obviously forming in my tone

"I said, GET OUT!"

She bowed, hastily running away. I looked to the door, seeing a man. His hair was dirty blonde, his chiseled pale abs; realizing I was staring I pulled myself together. Beginning to recall this bodies memories, I let out a nervous laugh speaking

"Thor, why are you here…."

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Sorry this is short, I wanted to tell everyone this is my first Novel on here. I have studied greek, norse, and egyptian mythology for 5+ years. And decided to do something I havent seen here yet, being reborn as someone from a existing mythology.