Fire enveloped my makeshift home in the cellar, I saw how the newcomer went to hide in the pile of shit that had started to accumulate this past month. Smart man.

In front of me my goddess burned like a glorious candle, she tried to transform herself to different shapes but my fire did not discriminate.

I could hear a commotion from the floor above, they were probably roasting quite nicely, I was pissed and nothing was stopping this inferno now, not god, his friends or a magician close by. It had been fun for a while to live in the cellar, I had hoped to get to know Sigyn better but it seemed now she had other plans.

If Sigyn looked like a glorious screaming candle, I looked like an angry torch, you never get used to the fire even if some magicians are good at controlling the burn upon themselves, and the flames still burn your body.

I saw the newcomer battling to breath and I decided to stop the Inferno.

I walked towards Snowplow but he was just ash now, he’d been a nice friend, a lying friend, but a friend none the less.

Sigyn was still screaming “You will die stupid mortal!! Loki will avenge me!” I looked down at her with disdain.

“You looked better without the burns, bitch” I kicked her.

She coughed up blood.

“I thought Gods didn’t bleed woman!” My eyes were still burning.

“You are nothing Prometheus! The Gods from every pantheon will punish you for your insolence.”

Who the fuck was Prometheus? Since I couldn’t understand what the now ugly woman was saying I decided to be merciful.

“Are you able to die goddess?” The woman beneath me wreathing in pain shook her head.

“I will be back Prometheus! With a horde of gods on my back to destroy you! Neither you or Jesus will save mankind!” I shook my head.

What a pity to kill such a fiery woman, no pun intended.

“Suit yourself, and by the way, my name is Kami.” I called upon fire again and burned the shit out of her, if particles of sand were left after that bonfire Sigyn became, they were taken away by the wind that came through the hole I’d left on the floor above.

“Good job, Kami.” The newcomer had risen from the pile of shit he’d been hiding in, all the shit was all dried up now. It would make great manure for my trees.

“Who are you, man?” I asked while wiping the ashes from my body, I don’t know to what extent Sigyn had brain washed me but I was completely naked.

“My name is Drógar, and my party should be waiting for us on the outside, I was planning other means of escape but this will do.” He looked around at the damage I’d created. From the hole on the cellar roof I could see old man’s Turtle corpse full of blisters but with a smile. Her ghost wife or ex-wife was still there but the flames hadn’t affected her as much.

“I am going to see my trees.” I told the man covered in shit and left for the stairs.

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“Hold on Kami, we’ve been charged to look for you. The country need’s those olives there are no longer any olive farms left and without those branches we cannot complete the mountain!”

I was very tired from exerting myself, calling upon fire was not an easy task, I had been underground for almost a year and I had no idea if my pleas to Loki and Shadow had been heard. For all I knew my trees were already dead.

“If what you say is true Drógar, then going to see my trees is very important.” I started walking toward the stairs and I found I had burnt them down.

“Could you give a hand?” I asked the dirty figure. He sighed and gave me a push to the floor upstairs. I thought about leaving him but I was not that much of an asshole. I put my hand down and helped him up.

We both walked to the outside of the burnt down inn and what greeted us was a crew of seven people, four men and three women, all of them covered in ashes.

“Drógar, we thought you would have been more subtle, Loki is probably on his way already, and did you get the farmer?” a huge man with a deep voice said as we approached.

Drógar pointed my way. “It wasn’t me who burned this hovel to the ground, if you are looking for the culprit right there is your man” he pointed at me sideways as he cleaned himself from the residual crap on his body.

“And who might you be?” the same huge man asked me.

“I guess I would be the famer.” I stepped away from Drógar so as not to get shit on me while he cleaned himself.

“My name is Alfar, I am in charge of the people you see here. We are on a mission to revive Jesus and bring forth the salvation of men.” I was getting tired of this guy named Jesus and was about to blow up when I heard a sound that did not make me happy at all.

“Ku Kuuuuuuu!” Oh shit. Loki was near.

I looked at the group of seven and at Drógar next to me. “Loki is here, I hope you are ready to get the shit kicked out of you, because from what I understand I just killed his wife. And from what I learned from her this last year she was very helpful to him while he was being chained and poisoned.”

“Everyone get ready, Samuela shield us, Drógar get into attack position!” Alfar commanded his team of men and women. Drógar disappeared like smoke and I was left alone with Loki standing in front of me.

“Hellooooo puny mortal, what is this I hear you killed my wife?” Loki had arrived and was caressing my face with his long fingernails. I really didn’t appreciate it.

“Hello Loki, how are my trees?” I replied without answering his question.

“Tsk, Tsk, Tsk” Loki said as he watched the other eight member of the party mover around us. “When a god asks you a question, you answer Kami. Or weren’t the gods of this pitiful world hasher on you people?”

I had never been one to believe in gods, I once prayed for rain and it never came, so I decided to ignore them if they ever existed. “I don’t have faith in gods really, Loki. I repeat, how are my trees?”

Loki stopped acting like the effeminate guy he usually was “SHUT UP MORTAL! I asked you did you kill my wife!”

I looked for help from the surrounding crowd but none came forth. “Do you mean the woman with the big tits?”

Loki grabbed me by the face “Yes mortal, the woman with the big tits! Did you kill her?”

“Then no, I did not kill her.”

“What do you mean you didn’t kill her, then why are her ashes rolling around Fincas Nosu?!”

“I’m sorry if that is the case Loki but I killed the woman with the small tits, if the woman with the big tits was your wife then surely I can’t be blamed if I killed the woman with the small tits, right?...Changing subjects. Could you tell me how my trees are?”

Loki grabbed me by the neck and the group of adventurers that had been watching tensed up. I could see Shadow running towards us. “Fenrir eat this insolent prick!”

I saw Shadow wince at the words but he still came to eat me. “You too Shadow? I already killed Snowplow. Did you take care of my trees?”

The huge wolf shook his head and I felt despair at the action. Not only had I lost my time and my trees, I was about to lose my wolf too.

Loki pressed with all his might and I lost the ability to breathe. I heard Alfar scream “Charge!” and I saw Shadow’s mouth open up to end my life. I shed a small tear as I called upon fire for a second time that day.

It answered without hesitation, like old lovers meeting each other after being separated for a long time.

Fire erupted under us burning away flesh and evaporating tears.