"Crazy, jerk-face say what?" Was the immediate first response that exited my mouth.
"I said that you're a Nephilim." Sol repeated.
"And you said the gods were going to be hunting me down?" I asked needing clarification. This whole thing is seriously crazy! Gods and Nephilim? There is no such thing!
Sol heaves a big sigh. "Yes angel, Nephilim and Gods."
"You mean like the offspring of angels and humans? Gods like Zeus and Poseidon?" I ask again. There's no way that's what they're talking about. I mean, it's all made up. Seriously, its genre is called mythology. Base word myth meaning story or a tale. Basically, it all sums up to one word, fake.
Sol's clapping brings me out of my inner rant. "One point to Angel for knowing what a Nephilim is and who the Gods are. Now that we've made it
