Over time, we became less human and more... divine.

Remember that time Rodrigo Borgia sold his son Cesare's soul to the devil in exchange for the papacy, and sweet loyal young Cesare had to grow up with a distant father who hated and feared him, and even tried to have him killed? And then Cesare grew up to be unnaturally handsome, charming, and talented and spitefully went on a big murderous campaign to conquer all of Italy, tormenting his father whenever he ran into him in the hallways of the Vatican? Hmmmmm, yeah I have a type.

Oh boy here we go. Raziel, Jason, meet your new brother. He's pretty much exactly like you, except with less patricide/fratricide attempts to his name.