Despite the precautions taken by my mother, the Norse goddess Frigg, through the trickery of the mischief-maker Loki, I was slain by my blind brother Höðr.
My father was a Roman governor, but I was still martyred when I converted to Christianity, though not on the wheel named for me.
The son of a god, I defended Ulster against Queen Medb (Maeve) of Connacht in the Cattle Raid of Cooley.
I am the son of the Greek god Zeus, but his jealous wife, Hera, had me torn to bits by the Titans, whereupon my father sewed me into his thigh so that I could be born again.
After I drowned off the coast of Ireland, I became god of the dead, ruling from a small rocky island named 'Tech Duinn.'
After seducing the Babylonian goddess Ninlil (Sud), I was banished to the Underworld, but Ninlil followed me and gave birth to our son, Nanna (Sin, Suen).
I was emperor of Ethiopia and claimed descent from King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba. To the Rastafari, I am the messiah foretold in the Bible.
I am a god of the moon for the Inuit people, and my sister, Malina, is the sun. As she was the most beautiful woman, I slept with her. When she ran away, I chased her.
My sister, the Sumerian Underworld ruler Ereshkigal, sentenced me to death after I tried to usurp her, but all nature died at my death. My consort takes my place 6 months a year.
As the son of Abraham and an Egyptian handmaid, I am regarded as a prophet in Islam and an ancestor of Muhammad.
With my husband, I created the islands of Japan. But I died in childbirth and, though he came to take me back, I was unable to leave the underworld, as I had already eaten.
In 1823 I had a vision, and by 1829 I had finished dictating the Book of Mormon. I died from being shot and falling out the window of an Illinois jail.
Though my image playing the flute is sold in many gift shops in the American southwest, few know that I am a Hopi fertility god.
To the Maya, I am the feathered serpent deity whose cult was initially centered in Chichen Itza. My pyramid there has 365 steps.
As I was born in dangerous times, my Hebrew mother hid me in the reeds of the Nile. I was then raised as an Egyptian prince.
I was murdered by my brother Set, but Isis, my wife, resurrected me long enough to impregnate her with our son, Horus. I then became god of the underworld to the Egyptians.
I am the primary patron saint of Ireland, though the story of casting the snakes off the island is almost surely apocryphal.
As the Hawaiian goddess of volcanoes, I created the island chain.
I was kidnapped by Greek god Hades and taken to the underworld. Before my mother could retrieve me, I had eaten pomegranate seeds, obliging me to spend months each year in Hades.
For the Māori, I am the sky father, who is locked in a tight embrace with Papatuanuku, the earth mother. Our sons were trapped in the dark between us until they pushed us apart.
I am worshipped in Hindu tradition as a powerful god, and I am known as 'the Destroyer.' I am usually depicted with a serpent around my neck, adorned by a crescent moon.
I am a hero in Norse and Germanic mythology, chronicled in the Völsunga saga, the Nibelungenlied, and the Götterdämmerung, among others.
As the Taoist god of Culture and Literature, Chinese writers often call on my help for inspiration.
My name means 'Flayed One' to the Aztecs, as I flayed my skin to feed humanity.
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