"Spoken"

"..." Audible silence

'Thought'

*Sound Effect*

Timeline: After Bell tried to leave Orario.

Bell was running away from the sword princess, with tears in his eyes.. he could barely see, then when he got closer to the exit a shadow suddenly appeared.

*Oof*

Bell bumped into something reminiscent of a brick wall.

As Bell looks up at the shadow he notices it wasn't a brick wall but Ottar.

With his mind focussed on leaving.

"Please Ottar.. not now." Bell wailed.

Ottar, seemingly unaffected, responded.

"My goddess wants to see you"

Bell repeated his plea.

"Please Ottar I really don't want to see anyone right now."

"..."

Ottarl didn't respond with words but with actions and simply picked Bell up.

Bell tried to fight it at first but it was no use. Without his falna and perhaps even with his falna, there was no use in fighting a level seven.

Ottar held Bell carefully, knowing he has no falna, his goddess would rage if Bell comes home hurt. Freya creates fear in even the strongest.

However, even without Freya, Ottar has no intention of hurting someone he respects so much.

When Bell gets picked up, he gets a sense of Deja vu, it feels really familiar. He remembers the words that were said.

"You did well, I am proud."

It wasn't just Deja Vu. From the beginning, he had thought it was Ottar who saved him from the Dungeon. Now? He was sure.

"It was you who saved me," he said softly to Ottar.

"..." Ottar kept his silence.

Bell understood Ottar's silence and in turn, felt he was indebted to Ottar.

Bell POV

Ottar was going through Orario fast and silently, there would be chaos if Orario heard I was taken by Ottar. This silence and the relaxation caused by the wind caused me to think, ponder and feel slightly melancholic. I feel safe in Ottar's arms. I feel as if I am being carried by a family member just like I was back at home in the village. When I fell asleep somewhere else, someone used to pick me up and tuck me into bed, sometimes it was uncle, aunty and even grandpa. Especially when they read me a story near the campfire. Life at the home village was great, however, at night I did always miss my parents.

Mom? Dad? Why did you leave me?

I thought I was a good kid. It wasn't because of me that you left, right?

The warmth of Ottar continues to give me a sense of security. I couldn't help it and hugged Ottar a bit tighter, there were still tears in my eyes. My body was hot, I felt like I was burning, emotions always do this to me.

I don't know why Freya wants to see me, I hope that whatever it is, it can wait, I really just want to go home.

Thank you for this Ottar, it was just what I needed, I promise, I'll pay you back somehow.

Bell vowed to himself he would repay Ottar, Ottar had no clue. However, unknowingly to Bell. He would repay him that same day.

Ottar POV

While I was focused on getting to my famillia's home without getting seen, I noticed Bell started to hold me tighter. I got distracted so I hid in an alley for a few seconds.

Bell was crying, it had become fiercer. I was confused, is he that scared of Freya? For a moment I thought of disobeying Freya and leaving Bell, however, I quickly lost that thought and continued.

'I'm sorry, my lady, I did what you asked me to'

Bell was getting warmer while I held him, my shoulder was drenched from his crying, but it was strange. Bell isn't holding me with fear or terror, if he is, he is suppressing it well. He seems.. sad?

I tried to figure out why Bell would react in this manner. Bell held me tighter and I was reluctant to return the gesture. I started to feel something quite unusual, not even Freya held me this intensely. However, there was something different about the way Bell hugged me. There was no ill-intent there was no sense of anything except sadness, I couldn't understand, however, his tears didn't seem to be aimed at me, so I decided to hold Bell a bit tighter, I'd be lying if I said I tried to get home as fast as possible, that was consolation for Bell, not for me, of course.

Little did Ottar know that this feeling was something he would treasure.

After the silent journey, they had arrived at the Folkvangr.

Freya's home

Ottar put Bell down.

The gate opened silently with their arrival, and they walked straight through the garden towards the manor.

Ottar holds the door open for Bell. Bell reluctantly walked inside the big manor.

A huge chandelier hangs from the ceiling, even though it was off the big stained glass windows above the door gave an iridescent light.

Then they arrive at the sight of a beautiful goddess.

Freya

Freya stood on top of the marble-white stairs, the same place she welcomes all her visitors.

With her arms spread outwards as if she was trying to show the manor to Bell she spoke.

"Welcome to my home, Bell."

I had seen Freya many times before but never had she looked as beautiful as she did now. My consciousness fell into oblivion.

Freya's robe covered nothing except her, (well.., I mean you know, her fun parts?) and her face.

Freya's figure was out of this world. As if a goddess decided to sculpt the perfect being just for you. Her curvaceousness was statuesque, reminiscent of an hourglass. Her strawberry-red lips were luscious as they were lavishing on her prey. Her goddess aura was doubled by the glow of her flawless snow coloured skin. Her long eyelashes and her symmetrical eyebrows were DLC add ons on her already golden ratio face. ( XD )

The summer sun had leaked in through the windows and with its rays, it reflected off her silver hair. Her voice was as rhythmic as a nightingale.

As it rang through the manor I became conscious again. She looked at me with her silver eyes. They were seductive, my heart nearly stopped when she gazed at me. They were watching me with passion and had a hypnotic quality to them.

'She isn't the goddess of beauty for nothing'

Freya walked down the marble-white steps when she continued talking to Bell.

"I have been eagerly suppressing my desire for you, ever since the first time I spotted you on Main street. Since then all your actions of heroism made me want you more." Freya said with a beaming smile.

"I waited and I waited. All that time, I wanted to be with you, feel you. Look at what you have become. In only six months you grew into the striking young man you are now. Those near-death experiences did make my heart shudder, but when you came out victorious my heart tried to escape me, it was clear you are indeed my Odyr even if you had died, I would've followed you to Tenkai to be with you there. And I still will. All I want is to have you by my side, so Bell?"

"..."

"Will you join my Familia?"

All my emotions awoke. The feelings I was trying to suppress, the same emotions Welf saw a peek from came out rushing in one go. I went from being mesmerised by Freya to being a complete mess.

I felt.. wretched,

I felt.. nauseating,

I felt.. enraged,

I felt.. dare I say.. euphoric,

Hestia was gone.. which broke me into tears.

I was disgusted with myself... How dare I even think of joining a new familia!

I was filled with self-loathing... How dare I let my goddess die!

I was glad, perhaps even, happy... Why would someone want to take me in?

Nonetheless, my answer would always be the same.

"Thank you, Lady Freya, I am honoured, however... I am not ready to join another familia, not only have I not arranged my thoughts. It feels too early to join another familia." Bell held his head down showing how apologetic he felt.

Freya became very sad but she suppressed it visually.

"Bell," she said.

Bell lifted his head and looked up into Freya's eyes; they turned silver; they became brighter.

His tears stopped when he saw the sight of Freya's bright silver eyes. Bell's red ruby eyes now had a hint of silver.

His mind was completely empty, and he was quite incapable of filling it with anything. With his entire being; his consciousness he suddenly felt that he no longer possessed any freedom of thought or will and that everything had suddenly been decided once and for all.

"I'm sorry, for my rudeness," Bell bowed.

Bell was charmed by Freya. Bell wanted to be with Freya, There was not a thought in Bell's mind that could think otherwise.

His newfound love for Freya burst through and there was nothing Bell wanted more. Bell returned a gaze towards Freya and said the words.

"If you'd have me I would love to join your familia, Lady Freya."

Those words put a smile on the goddess of war. Freya came closer and hugged Bell.

She hugged Bell like a kid who finally got her toy.

Freya picked Bell up in a princess carry and brought him to her bedroom. Ottar followed and stayed outside the door guarding it. Inside she removed her clothes before Bell, he followed. Although Bell didn't take off his underwear Freya was completely naked. Bell was entranced, how someone could look that beautiful was beyond him.

"Come," Freya said.

Bell lay on his stomach as Freya grabbed a small knife, she cut the tip of her finger and a drop of blood landed on Bell's back, Freya gave him her ichor and soon, Freya's emblem was visible on his back. She had not even read his abilities as she hugged him close. Her breasts pushing against Bell, she felt Bell becoming stronger. Bell was regaining his level 4 strength that could surpass most level 5's. His muscles were expanding. His body became heavier but felt lighter, his breathing became easier, faster and he could feel more air reach his lungs than ever before.

He could not only hear and feel Freya's heartbeat but he could also hear Ottarl's. His sight had become clearer and more detailed. Lifting his head looking outside through the window he could now see very far into the distance. His thoughts were overwhelming, however, now he felt his mind emptying. His brain was working 4 levels faster than previously and he started to heat up. His back specifically became furiously hot, like someone held an iron rod against his lower back, it felt like he was being branded. Now he realised where he was and what had happened. He was confused, enraged, and incensed. He was quite literally fuming as his body heated up, steam started rising from his body.

*Thud*

Freya was thrown off his back off her bed onto the floor. She was startled but assumed it was an accident by regaining his previous strength.

Bell was quiet, his breathing suddenly became heavy and the frown on his face seemed like it would reach his chin. His eyes were moving all over the place. He was trying to piece things together.

"What is wrong my dear?" Freya was confused when she saw the anger in Bell's face.

"What happened? You took advantage of me?" Bell said out loud asking himself more than Freya. He still didn't understand what was going on. Why does he suddenly hate Freya? Just a moment ago he was euphoric to join her familia while before that he felt too sad to think about anything other than...

'Hestia'

Freya was clueless he had just given himself to her. What has changed? She was trying to remember what a certain goddess had told her.

"You used my sadness against me," Bell was talking towards himself.

'He withstood my charm' Freya remembered what a goddess had told her.

That is what Ishtar had said.

'But... he was charmed?'

'but that was…...'

'That was...'

'before he had falna...'

"No, no, no, no, no, no. That's not possible "

"OTTARL!" She screamed

Ottar burst in immediately "Yes, My lady."

Bell spoke again.

"I actually thought I was happy, I thought I was in love, is that what being charmed feels like. Is this what you do to others?"

Ottar saw Bell's falna on his back and saw he wasn't pleased.

"Grandpa always said that there were crazy gods and goddesses in Orario. He said that there was one who was the craziest. I thought he was just being a good storyteller but he was right. You are an insane goddess."

Bell wanted to leave, so Freya told Ottar to keep him here.

Ottar stood in front of the door.

"Ottar move, I want to leave".

Ottar didn't flinch.

"Ottar I want to leave," Bell said. They noticed he had started colouring white.

"Bell, please stay. I want you to be with me. Finally, I have made you mine"

Ignoring Freya Bell was looking down towards the floor, half-naked he was stamping through the room trying to find a solution. His frown was tensing his face and it was starting to ache.

"I know you have been looking at me since I arrived in Orario. I didn't know it was you until the Apollo banquet. At first, I thought it was Syr but then they started to come from Babel. Why did Ottar save me in the dungeon? Why did your famillia stop Loki familia from interfering during my fight with the minotaur? Twice?"

Then.. he lifts his head, his eyes widened, his entire body loosens, his face in surprise and he is looking Freya straight in the eyes,

Bell realised something was wrong. He repeated what Freya said.

"I have made you mine? What do you mean? I have made you mine?"

Freya understood the words that slipped her mouth.

"Uh, ah Finally after all this time I can get closer to you,"

"What do you mean? I have made you mine,"

"It's just that I have been waiting so long"

WHAT DO YOU MEAN? I HAVE MADE YOU MINE? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?

Freya felt helpless; she tried to charm Bell as her eyes lit up again.

Bell got so angry that he became quiet as he seemed to have come to a conclusion.

"You killed Hestia.."

"You killed her" Bell became angrier than he had ever felt. The last time he even came close was when they had threatened Hestia. His hand glowed brighter than ever.

Freya smiled.

Bell whispered with bated breath.

"Why?"

The answer to the question, the question that was tearing me apart ever since I heard of Hestia's passing, the answer I was craving ever since I woke up, was finally answered.

"Because of you... Bell,"

The answer was

"me,"

Hestia was killed, because of…

"me"

I killed Hestia

Bell was quietly incensed.

"You said you would follow me to heaven no matter what,"

"For you, I will do everything my dear"

"That means that no matter what happens to me I will always end up being stuck with you in Tenkai," Bell asked looking for confirmation.

"As long as time is infinite,"

"Then this is the only way,"

Bell let out a final whisper...

"Firebolt"

A white light stronger than ever seen before came out of Bell's hand. Noiselessly it penetrates through Freya's room.

Brighter had a white light never been. Looking at it you'd think you'd get blind. However the light felt pleasant on the eyes, the same shine a beautiful princess makes when standing in the sunlight, a shine you can't take your eyes off.

The light only lasted for a few seconds, and like mosquitos to a lamp, the whole of Orario stopped and stared, from the most haunting building in Orario shone a mesmerising glow that illuminated half of the city while shadowing the other half.

It was a soothing light similar to one seen in a campfire, all the citizen's of Orario felt tranquil looking at that light.

Ottarl had walked to where his goddess sits. He turned around to kill Bell but he was already gone. Now with the strongest familia in a panic. There were a lot of powerful people frantically panicking around. Ottar decided against chasing Bell, a question crept up in his mind.

'Why?'

'Why did he not kill Freya?'

I was running to the gate, almost blinded by the tears, my anger fueled my legs into running.

The light from the Folkvangr had caused the guards to pay less attention and I managed to run through the exit outside of the border walls.

And so I kept running.

Bell's promise to Ottar had been paid off.

'I couldn't do it,'

I'm sorry I thought it was clear but it wasn't clear enough but he didn't kill Freya,

The next chapter will be a chapter explaining my look at things and what my plan is going forward, a side story and a sort of summary to help with the confusing timelines.