Interlude: Enter the Aesir.
Valhalla, the plane of Asgard.
A former police officer sat in a small apartment in the Golden city. Which was
home of the Norse Gods. In some respect he was a warrior. A warrior who died
valiantly while trying to defend his home and citystate From a vile ignoble being
who absolutely belonged in Nifelheim.
"I failed her," The former police officer uttered as he held his head in his hands.
"I slipped up and failed to protect Katsumi from that bastard."
"I must admit that you did indeed err. A gentle voice hummed to him. "But, Roy,
your love for your beloved did not."
He picked up his head and gazed at the speaker. She was a pretty woman who had
light brown hair, blue eyes and odd marking on her forehead and cheeks. She was
dressed in a blue and white cloak that settled airily around her body.
"That's more than enough..." The goddess smiled beatifically at him."...and that
is what is keeping Katsumi going. That and pressure from her friends."
"Is there anything I can do, Belldandy?" Roy wondered. "I feel kinda useless here."
"Not really," Another voice harked from the hallway. Roy turned to see a dusky
skinned goddess with white hair and a red and black cloak enter the room. "As it
is you're dead. You can't go back. All you can do is hope and pray that she makes
it out all right...and train."
"For what?" Roy wondered
"Ragnarok." Belldandy's older sister Urd sighed. "Or its equivalent...when and if
the Entities deities enter this plane. Midgard isn't the only plane they want to
take after all."
Roy blinked at the weigh of the statement crashed down up on him.
End.
Valhalla, the plane of Asgard.
A former police officer sat in a small apartment in the Golden city. Which was
home of the Norse Gods. In some respect he was a warrior. A warrior who died
valiantly while trying to defend his home and citystate From a vile ignoble being
who absolutely belonged in Nifelheim.
"I failed her," The former police officer uttered as he held his head in his hands.
"I slipped up and failed to protect Katsumi from that bastard."
"I must admit that you did indeed err. A gentle voice hummed to him. "But, Roy,
your love for your beloved did not."
He picked up his head and gazed at the speaker. She was a pretty woman who had
light brown hair, blue eyes and odd marking on her forehead and cheeks. She was
dressed in a blue and white cloak that settled airily around her body.
"That's more than enough..." The goddess smiled beatifically at him."...and that
is what is keeping Katsumi going. That and pressure from her friends."
"Is there anything I can do, Belldandy?" Roy wondered. "I feel kinda useless here."
"Not really," Another voice harked from the hallway. Roy turned to see a dusky
skinned goddess with white hair and a red and black cloak enter the room. "As it
is you're dead. You can't go back. All you can do is hope and pray that she makes
it out all right...and train."
"For what?" Roy wondered
"Ragnarok." Belldandy's older sister Urd sighed. "Or its equivalent...when and if
the Entities deities enter this plane. Midgard isn't the only plane they want to
take after all."
Roy blinked at the weigh of the statement crashed down up on him.
End.