When Enlil sent me to the front, I was eager and I was at peace with it. I even believed it was my Honor and Sacrifice to fall in battle, meant to be one of the names sung in the Field like a ballad. I was in the first wave. Generals spoke about us as if we had already passed away. And I believed them.

I was not asking for worship. I was asking you to consider a possibility that frightened even me: that the distance between humans and gods had never been as vast as we were told. Those barriers had existed not to protect us, but to make us forget we were divine. I did not become a goddess because I wanted it. I became one because the world could no longer afford for humans to remain only human.