"Once upon a time, the people were troubled. They all had the same question and no answers. In their confusion they went to the temple and prayed. 'King of the gods, please tell us how we can tell when spring ends and summer begins! We offer you six thousand bulls as sacrifice.'
"The great god heard them. He descended from his palace and said this. 'You don't have nearly enough problems if this is what you're praying for. I've decided you'll all die, most of you within a century of your birth.' And that is how humans became mortal."
"Wait," one of the children objected. "Why do I have to be mortal then? I never bothered any god about anything dumb like that."
"Maybe not, but you did wake me up to bug me about when's the next time we're going to the city," the father said, and that shut the little twerp up. But not for long, and therefore immortality is denied us still.
Moral: Don't pretend you don't know.
Finis
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