My name’s Nikolas and I am a god.

I used to be anyway. I’m only human now…

In Etheria, the dimension I’m from where there are only gods, I’m God of the Underworld. I was in love with Kahla, Goddess of the Lost Paradise, a place of constant darkness that really isn’t paradise at all, but that all changed when the spirit of an ancient and evil shaman escaped my realm and, out of spite, turned Kahla into stone and trapped her spirit inside the statue.

Once the spirit was back in eternal damnation, I sought out the Goddess of Mortality and begged her to make me human so I could go to Earth and search for Kahla. Since every god had a human counterpart, all I had to do was find her and appeal to Shika’s good side so that she would hopefully transform us back into our divine nature.

Should be easy enough, all things considered, right?

So wrong!

Losing my powers was a bitch, especially getting stuck in traffic when I used to be able to just teleport myself somewhere instantly. It’s such a waste of time but I’m managing. I was smart enough to pinpoint Kahla’s location before becoming human so I knew I had to go to Saitama, a city close to Tokyo. Even though I didn’t fit in immediately, I got used to the flow of things fast enough.

First thing first, I got myself a loft not too far away from school and a part-time job as a private modeling photographer. I’d sell my pictures online or to magazines for cash and live on that. Then I enrolled into the high school Kahla was going to and that’s where this story starts off…