“Can't blame her too much... We did kind of kill her son. He had it coming, though.”

“Hey Mimir. In Muspelheim, is that giant sword in the ground that gives father and I challenges the sword sword Surtr is supposed to fight the gods with?” {Mimir.}

“Wow... Snows really picking up..”

“Think the Gods have something to do with it?”

“Yeah. Hopefully it's just that.”

“It's kinda cool to think about the fact the The World Serpant and I are the only Giants left alive..”

“Being a God is still so cool... Just knowing I'm a God, makes me feel so much, stronger.”

“I know, but still! For so long I thought we were just normal people.. But... we're Gods. We've killed Gods!”

“But, we've already killed Gods! If the others come to attack us, I'll kill them.”

“I won't.”

“I know... Down, not a threat. But they never stay down. They're always, a threat.” Atreus shrugged lightly, grabbing his Talon Bow and arrows. “I'm ready.”

“I'll never get how someone could kill their parents..... I get mad at father sometimes, but I'd never... /kill/ him..”

“Oh. It's Freya. Wonder if she's still mad..”

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Atreus just successfully hit a boar. It's dead, but.... he can't exactly carry it back. “Huh. Um... I guess.... I drag?” And so he did. Or at least, he tried, dragging it back home.

Atreus blinked, quickly dropping the boar and pulling out his bow. He listened to his father on the advice of not to trust random people. “No. ... Who are you?”

|~ The foul work of Shadman!