As an aside, it was comparative mythology that broke Jesus for me as a child. My parents took me to Sunday School for many years until one day I actually paid some attention and compared Jesus to Superman. Understand I was VERY young. The teacher lady told me Superman was just a story, but Jesus was real. I wasn't having it. I believed in the Superfriends categorically and that bitch wasn't about to take Superman away and give preachy sandals guy instead. Next Sunday I literally hid under the bed and wouldn't come out until my parents gave up, because the Primitive Baptist church had attacked my faith in the Superfriends. I kid you not.
My book, a setting for fantasy role playing games based on Bantu mythology: Ubantu
