I looked at the sky once more. I wanted to go to the upper world. I wanted to live again. I sighed as I returned to my mansion. Who am I?

Formerly, I was the immortal goddess of insanity, Rowena, child of Thanatos and Nyx. But thanks to that wretched Zeus, I was stripped of my title and my immortality and imprisoned in the labyrinth. I became a mere mortal held together by enchantments. My curse was such that I could only be freed by someone whom I love with but the person would not love me back. And when they died I would be back in my prison. I was freed eventually. I escaped my insanity. I died in the war against Gaia. But what use is that when I'm stuck in Elysium?

I want to be in the upper world. I want to play Capture The Flag with my friends. I want to laugh with my friends on the Argo II. I want to play pranks on Aphrodite's children. I want to eat tacos and fonzies with my friends. But most of all, I want to see him, even if it's only for one last time.