Sorry, the story was going to be slow down for a while. Instead flashbacks, for the first time, skits are available!

PS: I made small mistake with Martel's age. She was supposed to be only a year younger than Yuan. Thank you for correcting me.

Enjoy :)

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"Worries go down better with soup"

Jewish Proverb

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Ratatosk had finally caught the black mass as he bit it and shove it harshly to one of the thick roots of Kharlan Tree. When the black mass was thrown, the shadows deceased revealing the boy in dark. It was definitely Tynan, one couldn't miss his bright golden sunny hair in contrast to his black garment. He was limp, eyes closed and half drowned in the swamp.

Satisfied by his caught Ratatosk gave a slight moment before he charged at the boy threateningly.

"TYNAN!" both Kratos and Lloyd called his name loudly on top of their lungs.

But even with their voices booming in that place, Tynan was still unconscious. The boy didn't get enough response

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They always said that among all the Ratatosk knights, besides Yuan, Martel and Mithos, Kratos was marked as the most reckless one. Somehow instead bothered by that fact, the auburn swordsman enjoyed that title. In the battle field, he often jumped right into decision without any strategic or thinking further. That made a serious conversation with his father. Even so Xander Aurion, Krato's father, was a man who loved his son too much that he rarely said no to him. This opportunity had made Kratos grown into a man by his own logic and beliefs.

Right now there's only one thing in his head on how to save Tynan from his furious furry Summon Spirit. He'll only think one simple and definitely reckless solution.

Kratos ran faster than Lloyd, since the red clad swordsman wasn't adaptable enough in the swamp area. He jumped right in front of fainted Tynan too quickly that Ratatosk didn't realize his presence. He was standing then making himself a barrier and only opened his arms wide to stop the Summon Spirit.

"KRATOS!" this time all of living thing resides the tree yelled.

Ratatosk quickly freeze when he noticed a blur of white with auburn color ran to his front. Thankfully he stopped…with his tusks an inch away from Kratos' hair.

The large Squirrel quietly back off and lowered his mouth. His hetero-chromatic eyes widened when he saw the young warrior.

"Kratos? Where the Niflheim have you be- Wait… What are you doing?"

He answered in bluntly, "Stop you from eating him?"

"Kratos…" one can see that Ratatosk's voice sounded more menacing, "Are you the one who bring him here?"

"Well I…"

"MOVE!" He roared, "I do not know how this bloody deity had deceived you. Go ask Lumen to heal you! Hopefully his hypnotizing won't be permanent."

"Hey, I wasn't hypnotized. I was perfectly sane when I am with him!"

"You are…with him?"

Lloyd finally came. He was regaining his stable stance. He quickly reached the fainted young deity. Tynan wasn't unconscious completely, his garnet eyes fluttered open weakly.

"Tynan...hey, Tynan wake up!"

The boy didn't reply quickly, but his head rose when he hear the familiar voice.

"L-Lloyd…?" he whispered.

"Yeah, it's me…are you all right?"

Tynan smiled weakly slightly in relief, "You…you're unharmed…" then his body fainted. Lloyd caught his fallen body right on time making sure he won't drown again.

"What the-? Name-Giver!" Ratatosk protested, calling Lloyd by his title.

"Ratatosk…please don't do this. He's with us." The red clad swordsman spoke that as he flung Tynan's arms to his shoulder, half carrying him by doing that.

Both Kratos and Lloyd can hear the air in and out from Ratatosk's hard breathing, "I was told not to trust any deity…especially those who are associated with Hel."

"Who's Hel?" Lloyd raised one of his eyebrows.

"Remember Loki's children? The queen of Niflheim…yeah, it's a long story, I will tell you later." Kratos quickly spoke those sentences, and then he stated clearly to Ratatosk, "He's not with Hel!"

"Fine!" Ratatosk yelled, "He may live but he must leave this place!"

"Hey, he just fainted." Kratos lightly said that, "We need to take care of him."

"No" The large squirrel harshly objected.

Kratos was annoyed. But even though he live long enough to obey his father, he was rebellious at general conditions. There are few circumstances why he listened to Ratatosk. Such as the need to revive the World's mana, Kratos know the importance of that giant tree's role. Though this time, he won't obey that Summon Spirit this time.

"He's going to stay here."

Everybody gasped, especially the Centurions. Kratos was the only one who was brave enough to object Ratatosk's orders.

"Kratos…" the Summon Spirit warned.

He ignored the giant squirrel for a while, "Lloyd you're next Name-giver, right?"

"Well…yeah…?"

"Tell him to let Tynan stay."

So even though Kratos title he's a sharp minded. It made sense after all, Lloyd may not Ratatosk's master, but under few circumstances he can be his superior.

"Kratos!" Ratatosk yelled again.

"Ratatosk… I order you to let him live. Please…"

The large squirrel was silent with his hetero-chromatic eyes widened in disbelief. Though so he calmed down and left them. He did not agree, but he obeyed the Name-giver wishes nevertheless. But the Centurions could guess he cursed Krato's succeed of doing things, even though he was with that 'reckless' label.

"Kratos!" the salamander yelled, "I'd miss you! I thought you were a goner!"

"Ignis, don't be dramatic, I'm fine. I'm with these two…"

"You're insane!" Yuan yelled at him, when Ratatosk left. They all had gathered Kratos and Lloyd who had fainted Tynan with him.

Kratos who had on his knees tired by the tension can only grin, "Heh, I get that a lot."

"And you order…as in ORDER Ratatosk to leave! That's pure insanity!" the half elf cried once more.

"Kratos…" Martel frowned, she'd know how to made men guilty, "Ratatosk was worried about you…"

"That rat? Since when he cared that much about me?" Kratos fight the urge to snort sardonically.

"-Since he was ordering most of his monsters to find you."

He paused, "He did?"

"Of course…not the mention your father."

Kratos groaned, "How is he?"

"Your large old man?" Yuan's cyan eyes twitched, "He's been looking for you like frenzy. I only heard rumors from the soldiers of Sylvarant. The great Commander of the Tethe'alla soldier had distracted because his son was kidnapped, ironically it was like a dream come true to them."

Kratos sighed and then rubbed his forehead with his palm, "This is complicated…"

"Who wouldn't go frenzy if their child was being abducted by a mysterious creature?"

"That was Tynan…" Kratos answered.

"What? Seriously? That was awesome!" Yuan gawked, "First you met the next Name-giver and a…what is he? Seriously, Kratos…you never had a normal life. How did you found them?"

"Actually…they found me." Kratos sneered.

"He's a deity…" Tonitrus, the centurion of thunder who was dangling himself with Yuan, corrected his partner. He spoke those words numbly. He hadn't met much deity before, even though he can sense it. This teenager was a rare specimen.

"A Norse god to be exact." Aqua replied…and so were the other comments from other centurions.

"You have got to be kidding me."

"It's been a while; I have never seen any Norse gods…since Lord Ratatosk's creator."

"But this young deity had…relation with Hel?"

"I don't think so there are some signatures that he was a human."

"Demigod?"

"No, demigods have absolute measure signature that they're half gods. That child's mana signature was unstable."

"It's like he was in metamorpohic process. He was growing to become a Norse god. It was truly interesting."

Lloyd asked all of the Centurions to be quiet "Look fellas… We need to lay him off."

"All right everyone…settle down. Why don't you all calm down for a while and let me cook something."

"Kratos is going to cook!"

"Yay!"

Lloyd blinked at all the Centurions' and other friend's reaction. He'd never thought the auburn haired warrior had a famous keened cooking. Safe for Yuan, who had always a rival to Kratos, he wasn't enthusiastic with that idea. However he was glad, that his friend was safe and sound.

Kratos could only shrug, gave a wry smile and said, "I don't know why they're so fond of my food."

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Tynan asked his father groggily when he found the older man in the kitchen, "Dad, what are you doing?"

"Cooking…"

"What on Aselia had made you doing that?"

"I'm bored…" the man simply answered that.

"I'm trying your grandfather's recipe…"

"His recipe is primitive."

"Hey watch your mouth kid." the older man chuckled, "He's really old after all."

"Smells like cheese."

"Melted cheese…" his father carried the yellow object, "It's really simple, just heated the cheese and put it on potato or bread. Here…"

When his father laid the melted cheese on top of hard bread and offered that simple dish to Tynan, the boy took that food eagerly. The stretch from melting cheese tempted the boy's appetite enough.

"How is it?"

"Gawd…" The boy tried so hard compliment his father's cooking from his sticky cheese filled mouth.

Both of them laughed.

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It was a strange smell that awakened Tynan. When the boy slowly and tiredly opened his eyes, he recognized it. He hated déjà vu, memories could hurt…but this cheese is real.

It is cheese…melted cheese to be exact.

In fact it is a food.

When he opened his eyes in confusion, a sound greeted him.

"Hey guys he's awake."

Tynan blinked when he saw Lloyd's face in his view. Apparently he was too weak that he was in lie position.

"Hello Tynan. It's glad to see you well." Kratos' face was Lloyd's left looking at Tynan in relief.

"You're not having dizziness aren't you?"'

Tynan blinked few times until he found his voice, "No…I'm just confused on what happened."

"Ratatosk almost devour you." Kratos snorted, "It's a good thing me and Lloyd got to your rescue first before it happened."

"Oh…"

"Why didn't you defend yourself from him?" Lloyd frowned.

"I can't hurt Ratatosk," Tynan answered. He tried to get up from his elbow without avail. Soon he let Lloyd help him. During his sitting position, Kratos left from his view but Tynan spotted him on a fireplace. He also saw the rest of the Centurions and the knights waiting for his waking. Even surprisingly Ratatosk was there…in normal size for a Squirrel.

Apparently it was said that Ratataosk was the Summon Spirit right after Origin that he had inherited the king's power to manipulate time and space. So it was not a strange thing that he can turned into a small squirrel with less tusk, much more to a harmless annoyed squirrel figure than a raging gigantic monster. The Summon Spirit of the Kharlan Tree climbed quickly to Kratos shoulder. From his back, he gave watchful eyes to Tynan. Despite the boy's words, Ratatosk was refused to believe him.

"Here you go!" Kratos called as he put something in a simple flat stone, layered with leaves.

"Cheese on top the potato…" Tynan mumbled.

"Yeah, I told you I can cook, can I? Here, eat it. I think you need it for your strength."

"I do not think he would approve." Tynan spoke numbly as he pointed the small figure on Kratos' shoulder. Ratatosk in his small form was glaring at him. He quickly withdrew his finger, afraid that Squirrel would bit it.

"Him?" Kratos asked that name as if he ignored Ratatosk presence completely, "Ignore him. This is my cooking, you are my guest and you are eating now…"

In revenge, the Squirrel ruined Kratos' hair. This attack had earned a disapproving groan from the young man. He quickly jumped to Lloyd's shoulder instead, who was obviously not adjusted to Ratatosk's new form.

"You little rat." Kratos growled.

Tynan tried so hard not to chuckle instead he took a piece of the food that Kratos made.

"It's good…" Tynan smiled warmly…unexpectedly.

Kratos was surprised by that smile. But then he sneered happily, "I'm glad you like it. See? I can cook well."

"True…" the young deity laugh lightly.

Ratatosk suddenly jumped off Lloyd's shoulder and then returned to his gigantic form in a flash. With his real form returned, both Kratos and Lloyd was defending Tynan once more. Seeing their position, Ratatosk knew he had no choice. "You are fortunate because I let you live. I do not know how you easily have Kratos' trust, but you won't fool me."

"I'm not intent to…" Tynan spoke.

"Hey, he's just waking a moment ago…" Lloyd called Ratatosk, "Let him take some breath for a while."

"Then I should warn you: If you want to stay here, you had to leave your minions."

Tynan was uncomfortable with that idea. So Ratatosk continued, "This is for their benefit. To demons…mana is toxic, and you are in the presence of the Giant Kharlan Tree which produced mana continually."

He was right about that. Tynan saw his living cloak, Legion, was wriggling rapidly. The young deity did what Ratatosk asked. With simple whispered order, the shadowed beast named Legion deformed form Tynan's cloak. It rapidly left the Tree's presence. When Tynan was exposed with his real figure, Ratatosk stunned.

"By gods…" The Squirrel whispered, "If it weren't your minions…I would never recognize you."

As usual when Ratatosk spoke his minions, the Centurions, replied, "Ratatosk recognize his identity?"

"But, he's not like any gods we've known." The other commented.

Again so was the third, "Kratos said he was once a human but will become a deity someday."

The Summon Spirit quickly shot a deadly glare to his Centurions, it silenced them.

"Now young deity… After you finish your meal, I'd expect you would come to my chamber…" Within those words the Ratatosk left them.

"What was that all about?" Kratos asked, confused by his behavior.

Tynan ignore it, he also ignore the possibility that he had ruined the past. But somehow, that wasn't matter to him. The cheese was unbelievingly good to his mouth. Beside's Kratos' miracle spice for the cheese, perhaps his longing for his father had made it taste good.

The Ratatosk knights are looking at Tynan and Lloyd with many interests…minus Kratos. Who would've known that this once stoic auburn young man suddenly met with a Name-giver…plus a deity?

Lloyd was definitely uncomfortable with their constant starring, Tynan was indifferent however.

"A real Norse god!" Martel clasped both of her hands in excitement, "To who should I addressed you as Lord…?" Martel asked.

"-just Tynan. No Lords." The boy cut off irritably while eating his food.

"Sorry about his attitude, Martel. He doesn't like being a deity, so he didn't like titles." Kratos confessed.

"All right…" Martel frowned.

"What kind of deity are you? You had shadowed creatures on your command." Mithos asked.

"One of a kind." Tynan smirked.

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"Kratos I heard you met Lloyd and Tynan for about an hour."

"Yes? And your point exactly, what?"

"You've got befriended with them so quickly, that was almost impossible to hear!" Yuan suddenly yelled dramatically, "I mean we are enemies when we met!"

"I think it is a great achievement!" Martel chirped as she took both of Kratos' hands slightly in a blessing gesture, "Kratos had been more open to others!"

"Or…sensei wanted to leave us because they're better…" somehow Mithos often thinking that negatively.

Kratos was lost at his rushing colleagues. They were suffocating his personal space. Yuan was gripping his cyan hair in insanity on the left, Martel who was still holding both of Kratos had gleaming eyes, Mithos on the other side gave a grief expression that will make anyone regret.

Yuan screaming, his hair gripping is tightened, "NO, THIS MUST BE apocalypse! This must be the sign the end of the world!"

"I'm so grateful for you, Kratos! May the Norse gods and goddess will shine their face to your bright social achievement, even though you just had added two friends!"

"Sensei is going to leave us!" Mithos whined.

"Goddammit! Yuan quit your yapping it's not the end of the world. Martel, this is not a big deal. Mithos, don't be so little just because I trusted these guys. Is it hard to believe that I can make friends easily?"

"Yes…" the three of them muttered.

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"Kratos…"

"Yes, Yuan?"

"I've been thinking… Did Mithos hate me?"

"What makes you think that?"

"He's been throwing sticky fruit to my hair…"

Kratos scoffed, "You are insane, Mithos wouldn't do that. He is like the most peaceful child in the universe."

"No one believed me…" Yuan sighed sardonically.

"What other proof do you have?" Kratos asked with more annoyance in his tone.

"Remember his habit on calling anyone respectably? He called you teacher, he called his partner Lumen as Ms. Lumen, even he addressed Ratatosk as Mr. Ratatosk. I'm the only one he's still addressed me simply by my name."

"Maybe it's because you were the only one who was wooing his sister."

"I-I DID NOT!"

"Oh, really?" Kratos spoke using his sly tone, "Oh hey, Martel!"

"AAAAARGH!" But when Yuan turned around expecting a certain green haired girl he like the most, there was none… "You…You tricked me!"

Kratos was laughing so hard that he rolled off to his stomach. Lloyd would make a sad attempt on comparing Kratos with his father, it was fairly didn't match...

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Tynan had made a good suggestion with this confusion. He asked Lloyd to try not imagine these bunch kids' future…even though all of them will make a big impact to Lloyd's existence, they're not the same. So instead to think them as the grand Kharlan Wars heroes, Lloyd just think of them as ordinary half-elves and humans.

Unfortunately this event would formulate another strange relationship between them. All of the half-elves often talk with Lloyd about small parts of their lives, not only, the Centurions too! Kratos was amused. The auburn warrior confessed that Mithos was never comfortable with any humans except his mentor before. Tynan could only shrug and replied that Lloyd was known as having strange charisma towards people. His innocence made a rapid trust with any hu…scratch that, even creatures had started to believe in him.

Even the once cold icy Yuan had cool down into water and suddenly spoke to Lloyd, "You know, even if I'm a half-elf. I had a big dream. I always wanted to be a scientist and Tethe'alla is the best place for scientists. But it's kind of impossible for me to go there considering they often used half-elves for slaves caged in laboratory.

Lloyd didn't say anything. He was silenced with his inner sympathy, until he spoke, "Yeah…that is sad."

"But I don't give up! Maybe someday I will make a secret organization with some half-elves. And we will make crazy experiments deep down on our secret basement…and…and…"

Lloyd was stammered…but of course Kratos interfered.

"Well, that's Yuan for you, Lloyd. He is crazy and full of ambition… Let's just hope you didn't turn out to be a mad scientist."

"I may be ambitious but I'm not crazy!" Yuan yelled, feeling annoyed, "Well, in my future secret organization I would send an assassin to kill you, Kratos Aurion! We'll see who had the last laugh!"

Kratos snickered and dared, "Oh, so since right now you're not strong enough to kill me. I would like to see you try, Yuan…"

Lloyd didn't know whether to laugh or to sighed sardonically…so he ended up laughing weakly, "Aha..hahah…uh…"

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"Hey Lloyd…" Kratos called.

"Uhm yeah?"

"You're the next Name-giver right? So that means even though you're not Ratatosk's Name-giver, you had full authority over him. It seemed it was working when we saved Tynan."

"Yeah…I guess."

"Can you tell something to Ratatosk for us?"

"Sure!" Lloyd spoke, but he felt Yuan, Martel and Mithos gathered to him, "Like…what?"

Kratos took a deep breath until he exploded, "Tell him to quit bossing us around!"

Lloyd stammered, "Wait…I…"

Yuan cut and added, "Yeah, tell him to quit harassing us!"

"Well I think…"

This time Martel cut and spoke, with tears beaded dramatically, while her eyes closing. She was posing like praying, "Please inform him to stop talk ill things about us."

"But I…"

Mithos cried, "And tell him to not be cruel!"

"Why me…?" Lloyd muttered.

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"Sometimes Ratatosk didn't call us by our names. He usually had awesome aliases for us."

"How's so?"

"He translated from the meaning of our names. It was impressive! Just like tribe names."

"Really? So what does he call you?"

"My name means: Strength of Morning!" Kratos declared proudly, as if the sun beaming behind him.

"I am called the Daughter of God." Martel bowed respectably.

"I'm…I'm the Legend!" Mithos feebly but smiled brightly when he spoke his alias.

But somehow Yuan was hiding on the corner…he seemed aghast.

"Uhm what about you Yuan…?"

"I'm the Coffee Garden…" Yuan spoke pitifully.

"Ouch…"

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Kratos had decided to stay for the night. In truth he was wondering what would happen between Tynan and Ratatosk. On the other side, honestly he can't face his father too soon. He had been wondering Ratatosk lair under his nose for more than a year. If his father found his secret, Kratos feared that he will be not allowed to come here. He like it here…here he can meet real friends even though none of them are humans, real adventures, while his hometown filled with boring responsibilities, snobs aristocrats.

But Xander Aurion, his father, was the only thing that kept him home. It wasn't his fault for being obsessed on his son's safety…after his mother and his siblings died… Kratos shook his head trying to pry his mind from his father for a while. He found a nice clearing from the Kharlan Tree branches shaped so into his temporary bed. He was looking at his dozed half-elf friends, who was know only Martel and Mithos and sleep no far from his place. Yuan had return home to his old hometown. Tomorrow Kratos would decide what to do. Sleep is his priority.

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Ratatosk was waiting...but he didn't expect to wait that long, Tynan had stepped into his chamber.

"I didn't expect you to come here now. It could wait until tomorrow."

"I'm a bit of a nocturnal person." Tynan confessed.

"I see… Perhaps it was expected with those who associate with Hel."

"I told you I'm not-"

"-No… Perhaps you are not. But in a way or another, only gods know why your side of family had made agreement with Hel."

"You recognized me…?"

"You all have the same eyes. I cannot see why Kratos and the Name-giver fail to see it. But you had the strangest one…one was Odin's lost eye."

Without warning, the giant squirrel stepped closer to Tynan and shoved his tail to the front of the young deity's face.

Tynan eyes suddenly reacted to Ratatosk's shove. The boy's eyes that once all wine colored…one of them flashed in brilliant between yellow and white color, like a diamond. Like Ratatosk, Tynan now had heterochromatic eyes. The young deity winced as his eyes had back to the original color. He didn't expect the Summon Spirit to recognize him easily.

"Odin's lost eye…interesting. Of course you're one of the few who worthy held his. Those who are not his decedent will burnt if they posses his lost eye. That was interesting…your being as a death god carrying Odin's lost eye. It was illogical."

"It should be logical." Tynan sighed, "If Hel wanted safety assurance from my family. I once dead and then she can revive me and so they made deals, as simple as that. I live but I have to be her successor. Odin's lost eye was a tool to make me a better god."

Ratatosk was interest he ask the young deity to continue, "And then…?"

"In my time, Hel was deceased in a way or another…in unexpected conclusion. Just like her promise I became her successor. But-"

"But…?"

"I'm not stable enough to be a death god." Tynan lowered his head, "Not yet."

"This brought the reason why you were here?"

"Yes…" Tynan grumbled, "Because I still cannot hold the balance between the realm of death from the reality that some of the gods escaped. They came back to the world as corrupted souls."

"Which is why you were in this time?"

"Not exactly... Jormungand was alive."

The gigantic squirrel raised one of his eyebrows, "The Midgard Serpent? What did he do to make you drastic measure such as travelling time here?"

"He hurt my father…"

Ratatosk paused a while until he continued, "Is he well?"

"He was hospitalized." He hated answering that but Ratatosk continued.

"Did he know you were here?"

"No…"

"But you're not here alone?"

Tynan was paused for a while and then answered, "Jormungand was here."

"He was but he had gone. But you did not come here alone, did you?"

The boy sighed, he had to confess all, "There is a protozoan. Well, he was once a protozoan."

"He had involved?"

"In his final form. He was looking an item for me."

"I might guess your abduction with Kratos was out of his knowing."

Tynan mouth puckered, "Yes..."

Ratatosk gave another pause when he looked at the young deity. He didn't realize the boy's future was strange… Then again, his mana signature is strange enough.

"So…what is your business with Kratos? Surely you have known the danger on dangling with the past."

"I need him, for a mission."

"You can't take him." Ratatosk snorted.

"You can't expect me to do that! I need him!"

"I'm aware the danger of the Midgard Serpent. Take Lloyd if you wish, but you can't take Kratos."

"Since when you care so much of him!" The young deity spat.

"Kratos is one of my knights. He had brought enough trouble by disappearing because you took him. I only care only one command in this world."

"-his father?"

Ratatosk paused for a while when Tynan had hit the right mark with his precise words. The gigantic Squirrel looked carefully quickly to his sides. He circled around his lair making sure there's no other presence in there. After he was sure the host was clear he quickly ran to Tynan and hissed right on his face.

"Do NOT speak of his name when in Kratos presence. If that young man knows anything about his father's role…his father will condemn my existence."

"Funny…he's the one who created-"

"Silence!"

Tynan was silenced but it was Ratatosk's turn in a weak position. The worse thing if he let Kratos out of his sight was the real reason why he had been recruited as his knights. He wouldn't want to let Kratos know the truth, but sending him in danger was far worse than knowing. For more than a year, Ratatosk can keep Kratos as his knight because Aselia was still on his range. His monsters are everywhere. They can watch Kratos carefully to ensure his safety. Now Tynan here... as a young deity who can take him to time travel, that was definitely out of his range.

"I'll make you a perfect deal. I will let Kratos go, if he was eager to do your mission. Now swear to me not to tell Kratos."

"That's not fair!"

"Swear!"

"Very well…"

Ratatosk finally returned to his stance as he sighed in relief. Like he was carrying a real burden before, "Lord Xander Aurion…had cursed his being long before he decided to live with the humans… He never wanted his son knowing what he is. I did tell him, that the truth cannot be hidden forever, sooner or later he will find out."

Tynan nodded carefully in this situation he can only agree.

"He would not listen…much like his son grown to be." Ratatosk snorted, "But at least, he wouldn't hear it from me." He sighed, and then turned to the young deity, "So what was the Midgard Serpent wanted?"

"He wanted to wipe off the Name-giver's existance." Tynan growled, "By doing so he was looking for Lloyd's mother."

"This was indeed getting complicated."

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It was fun to make Xander this mysterious ^^ I enjoy writing him.

Let's just hope his identity would be discovered on the next chapter.