Freyja is a Goddess governing not only Love and fertility, but also war and hunt. The self proclamed most beautiful goddess can be considered bipolar, in one hand Life and the over Death, also lewdness and bloodlust.
With symbole the cat and the boar, The too much shinning Deity is renowed to choose half of the dead hero, bringing them at her palace Sessrumnir. Filling the sky of Asgard with ecstatic cry. Well this is only a rumor.
My lady Freyja posesses two relic, the neckale Brisingar or Brisingamen and also the mantel Valshamr craft with Hawk feather. One bringing indomtable beauty the other giving the shapeshifting ability of the bird of prey.
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On one of the most boring day, the slightly furious ( only because she self shattered her petty pride ) slutty goddess decided to build an insidious plan with sole goal to make her famous.
Going to the past.
At the beginning the goddess who rules under the blazing sun decend on the mortal realm to seek some fun. Afterward, setting a foot near a clearing in the middle of a forest, she encounter the boy.
Wanting play a prank on a foolish Valkyrie, Self titled Miss univers went all-out, toping her beauty level to max. Sadly that was not very effective, misunderstanding on misunderstanding she leave the realm fuming.
Return to the present.
Sadness over sadness, a cat beeing a cat, Freyja stats maximizing charm and str, int and wisdom outside the range of the belt was badly underdeveloped. With a sudden enlightment, she decided to seek advice to mother.
Mother Frigg was meditating in the middle of a conclave. Radiating a motherly aura, she is the embodiment of the marriage.
Sensing her more than average beautiful daughter, the wife of Odin open her eyes with a faint smile.
Without etiquette Feyja ask the goddess Queen.
"Mother, please help your filliale daughter."
Mother queen twitch under the proclamation.
' Who's a filliale daughter !? We didn't see you for a hundred years ! Leaving Asgard with sole note "gota have fun with the mortals " '
But her pride as the most forgiving Goddess, unless marriage is pointed, keep her to saying it out loud. And so with a nod and a frozen smile she urged her unfilliale girl.
After the explanation the goddess ruling betrothal while pondering a bit, glance at the glittering eyes of her low IQ daughter. A smirk hide by the sleeve of her divine dress, she nod two time.
"I think i have a solution, to build a strong reputation you have to become an Idol "
"An Aye Doll ? Beautiful Mother, SM p*rn play are NG this is not a mature novel you know ?" Reponded a confused stupid girl.
Rejecting strongly her very late blooming mind, the motherly Deity said.
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"No no no no no, while this stories dont touch this particular side of the insanely popular Novels minding only this trait. If one day you want a success, bring a sexual stories with harem and an overpowerfull main character, the overall without goal.
Well... forget that, in a far away future Idols are mortals whos assend in the realm of worship and dream. Some even are compared as goddess. "
"How shameless! How can mortals can easily without trials and golden apples become an equal to us God? "
"Silly girl in the future us god will have less and less power, sinking in void of the forgetten. But this is a true application of beeing worshiped and famous. They are Idol whos unpopular but know in the whole realm of midgard!"
The two Godly women continue their unending chatter.
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This is a day like another in the realm of mortals, under the sunlight of summer. A lady exalting strong auras of charm and beauty, shinning blindly allies and foes, near a fountain in a grand city sing with all her god might. Turning all the poor mortals brain into jelly, making them fanatic worshiper.
Under the power of the gods, the scorching sun turn the realm of Midgard into a hellish world. Giving a taste of pandemonium, some great sage prophes the coming age in advance of Ragnarök.
In Asgard two goddess sit in seiza under the might of the lightning spear of desolation.
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The war between the Kingdom of Halamur and the Empire of Palmecia rapaging in the imemorial time was bring in halt with a new devellopement.
With to much casualities, the two rulers decided to bring their differences in a strategical joutes between them. Each camp had eight light foot soldier, two heavy armored paladin, two knight, two assassins, the ruling king and queen.
At first the King of Halamur with iron fist assassinate near all the enemies foot soldier taking great advantage on the Emperor Mateus. To finaly diging is grave killing in one swept of hand his two paladin and giving the queen under the jail of the empire knight.
Gritting is teeth the king on one knee, give a muderous glance at his foe.
The Empress under the proxy of one knight corner him with the help of the last empire assassin. Bringing up her slim sword gave a caricatural sadistic smile on her face.
"Checkmate !"
"Aaaaaarg... it is to difficult versus Skuld..."
"Fufufu, Verdandi you always jump into pittyful trap."
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Teehe~☆
In this on i think i was venting my anger a little bit much ...
Oh sorry for the grammar nazi and trash spelling. I will be doing some edit when i have nothing to do. Oh wait ...