If we offered you to be a god, would you accept? (Not that we'd ever do that)

*sarcasm* Oh, well thank you. I'm totally honored not to be The Chosen One!

*sarcasm off*

No. I got too much to live for. Calypso, my mom who is now gone but keeps me up when I'm feeling my worst, Da Seven, Danae, my machines, of course Festus, I gotta career ahead of me, and probably a lot others that my stupid mind is forgetting.

And smoreos.

Besides, that's kind of like asking me if I wanna be an immature immortal dude who fights with his siblings all the time and who occasionally gets schizophrenia and can't picnic-canoe with his kids once in a while (I know, I know). I've seen them get incapacitated, and believe me, it ain't a pretty sight.