“The saints were his friends, and blessed him; the monsters were his friends, and guarded him.”
― Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre-Dame
Maybe the gods the goddesses the angels the demons are all archetypes. Are they a reflection, a projection of what resides in our heads? The minds of imagination portraying their images in the light of how we illustrate them by the way we see them in our minds? If they are then they are examples of who we are, who we are meant to be or the distortion of what we ought to be.