"If only I could, I would make a deal with God, and get him to swap our places..."

To be lonely in a house of so many should be unfathomable. To be hated and scorned but also worshipped and praised. To anger the mortals but gain the love of the gods, was that not how one was meant to live?

Hosuh doesn't know. She doesn't know where she went wrong, if she was wrong at all. To be hated by her siblings was normal in her eyes, but it was okay if it meant she would never receive the same hatred from her parents. They were her judge, jury and executioner. If they couldn't love her...

Then who could?