Ra looks at the screen in front of him, sitting back with his head resting against his fist as Wukong flies off to go… fishing. Tyr playing with human children. He is not reacting in any way it seems. Osiris gulps a little. "Lord Ra?"

"Osiris," Ra replies almost instantaneously, an eerie calmness in his voice. "I would like you to not speak," He stands and begins walking down his steps. "I will be back soon," He says, stepping out of the gates to the temple.

Osiris winces a little as the doors shut behind Ra and he dares not even move until a few minutes when the guards from outside come sprinting inside, closing the doors in a panic. "What are you doing?! Are we being invaded?!" Osiris asks before he's hit by a brief heatwave before the doors are shut. "Ngh!?"

"We were… going to melt, lord Osiris."

"... Understandable."

Meanwhile out in the desert, Ra sits down on a giant glass sheet spread over the sand of the desert in a circle with him in the exact center, biting his lip until it draws blood. "I will kill Tyr… even after he wins. How dare he mock the pride of the gods with such… frivolous activity. And with HUMAN children no less… he ought to slaughter them, to get the fight finished… grrr…" Ra takes a deep breath before standing, running a hand through his hair. He looks around at the glass spreading quite far around him. "Perhaps they will bore him too much," He mutters, heading back to the palace. As he steps back into the throneroom Osiris and the guards all step back a little. "Osiris. I will go eat. I would like you to inform me, when the battle comes underway once more. I have no interest in their friendly drivel."

Osiris bows as Ra walks away. "Understood, Lord Ra,"

-Valhalla Arena-

Wukong comes back from a quick fishing trip, holding a gigantic magic dead koi fish over his shoulder, dwarfing his own size quite a few times over. As he lands and drops the fish onto his cloud he looks around a little. "Where's Tyr gone?" He asks some of the kids running around tossing snow at each other.

One of them points. "He's over there!" Wukong looks over and gets a laugh caught in his throat as he sees him. Fully encased in snow. A perfect three-section snowman with only his face being visible.

Tyr spots Wukong and rather stoically stares at him while three children happily smooth out the shape. "... … Do not ask. I have no answer,"

Wukong suddenly bursts out laughing, falling on his back with a mocking point. "BHHAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAA! AHAHHAHAHAHA! Oh WOW you said you were bad with kids but AHAHAHA! What did you let them do!? How did they even get this done!?" He says, crying from laughter as Tyr merely looks stoically annoyed.

"... I already said I have no answer… why must you disregard it?"

Wukong sits up. "Well anyway I found some-" He says only to stop talking, seeing Tyr again as the kids shove a stick into the side of the snowman. One of them even picked up his cloak to throw around his neck again. "I… I found- AHAHA! Oh I'm so sorry. Kids. Kiiiiids. Time to let him out alright? If he weren't so strong he'd be in big trouble you know?" He says patting the three kids on their heads and they all pout.

"Awwww… but it was almost finished, mister Wukong!"

"Alright alright… what's missing?"

"A picture!"

Wukong happily smiles. "A picture indeed!" Wukong walks up next to Tyr and holds up a peace-sign to look like rabbit-ears on Tyr as one of the kids has a little old-timey camera and she snaps a polaroid. "Woooow. You could be a photographer, you know that? It's PERFECT. Can you get a copy made? I'd love to have one. Now… can the nice patient mister Tyr come out? I got a fish we can cook and listen to some stories?"

"Okaaaaaay. Mister Tyyyyyr! Thanks a lot for playing with us!"

Tyr flexes briefly and the entire snowman explodes around him, Wukong spinning Ruyi Jingu Bang around to block it from hitting them. "... you are welcome," He says trying to force a smile but it doesn't become him at all.

Wukong points to the fish. "Hungry?" He asks as the kids look shocked at the sheer size of that fish.

"Fuwaaaa! It's HUGE!"

Tyr crosses his arms. "Do you even know how to prepare such a fish?"

Wukong shakes his hand dismissively. "How hard can it be? I can do it better than you anyway!"

Tyr raises an eyebrow. "Doubtful."

Wukong smirks. "Yeah? You learn some cooking on your trip too or what?" He says as the kids run around the giant fish.

Tyr scoffs. "Some. Not much."

"Heh. Sounds good to me. Imma keep the kids entertained, don't you worry," He says, winding his arm back and he stabs Ruyi Jingu Bang into the ground. "Alright boys and girls! Who's up for some stories?" He says sitting down, swiftly making a campfire while the kids eagerly listen to him talk, Tyr preparing the fish.

At this point all the gods have left in sheer spite except a few. Thor is still watching silently, Yu Huang is sitting in his seat, softly smiling, Izanagi and Izanami looking rather disinterested and Tsukuyomi standing silently behind them. "Truly pointless," Izanagi mutters.

Yu Huang nods. "Indeed. I, for one, do not mind. They express their battle how they wish."

"This is no battle. When men are upon the battlefield they do not lay down their arms until their opponent is defeated!" Izanagi counters, slamming his fist into the armrest of his chair.

Tsukuyomi fixes his mask a little. "Hm…"

Wukong sits down around the fire having speared a giant piece of fish on his staff, roasting it on the fire rather comedically. "Alright boys and girls. Who wants to tell a story? I got PLENTY about those shi- … stupid gods we all hate."

"Hate is a strong word, mister Wukong. Mommy said that you shouldn't say it all the time," A little girl says looking at Tyr who has made five large 'sticks' with his shield of the Vanir roasting some pieces of fish as well.

"..." He looks up seeing everyone is staring. "..."

Wukong claps. "Right! Who wants to go first then!? What abooooout you?" He points at the little boy who helped make Tyr into a snowman and the boy thinks for a little, before another voice practically pierces through everyone.

"I have a story to tell," Wukong's eyes widen looking at Tyr who solemnly sits looking into the fire. "... if that is alright."

Suddenly, as if they all teleported into position, everyone is turned towards him, Wukong laying on his stomach, excitedly swinging his legs behind him. "Tell tell! Didn't think you'd be the type to open up!"

"... My guard rarely drops. I never leave myself open," He pauses. "Wukong… a word?" He stands and grabs Wukong and drags him aside making a little bubble out of the shield.

Thor leans on his hammer. "Hmm…"

"What could they be talking about?" The voice from the hallway chimes.

"... Interpretation I imagine."

The bubble bursts and Tyr sits back down with Wukong. "... … alright kids. This is the story about… what it means to be a friend," He starts a light blush appearing on his cheeks.

-Once Upon A Time-

"Once upon a time, there was… a bear," Tyr narrates. "This bear was mighty. Large. Strong. Respected. The bear had a good friend. A best friend. A fierce Buck. It was unlike any buck you humans will ever see. It was immense in size, rivaling the bear with ease and once it charged it was unstoppable."

A young Tyr walks into Asgard. At this time he has both of his arms and eyes. He smiles and waves at the people. A man walks beside him, long red locks and a massive hammer slung over his shoulder. "Pretty good fight today eh Thor!?" Tyr says happily and Thor nods.

"Quite. I am glad you were there to experience it with me," The two head into the main hall of Asgard applause from all around.

"There they are! The Destruction Duo! The Thunder Berserker and The Monster Slayer!" "Yeah! Quick! Get a painter here dammit!"

Tyr laughs, while Thor merely smiles at the cheers the two of them waving. They get into the hall and sit down for a feast. "Next time Thor. Wanna ACTUALLY keep count of who takes out the most?"

Thor smirks. "You are welcome to try it. I fear you will be disappointed by the results."

"Haaaaah? Tough talk for someone in stabbing range," Tyr pulls out his sword, a different blade than the one he has in the present day. This one has a pure black blade and more ornate hilt.

Thor reaches over. "Just try it," He says with a slightly raised eyebrow and smirk across his lips. The two leap over the table to clash, knocking the feast off the table.

"Despite the bear and buck being friends, they fought a lot for fun. However while the buck was diligent and sturdy, the bear knew he would always be strong. He was a god of war… … a Bear after all."

"Mister Tyr? We know you're talking about yo-" "Sssssh… let him speak, kiddo."

"... The bear and the buck slowly but surely stopped going on trips together."

Tyr is standing at the gates of Asgard as Thor walks down the path leading to it. "Heeeey bud! How was the fight? Bet you didn't even need me huh?" He says laughing and Thor walks past him.

"Of course I didn't…" He says, sounding a little disappointed. "Not for the fighting…"

"Hey shall we grab some food together? Perhaps we can ask a few of the shieldmaidens to join us eh?" Tyr says, jumping over Thor's shoulder with his arm.

"... I will pass for the day, Tyr."

"The bear did not realize what was happening. Not until the… Hunters arrived."

"Asgard… I mean… the valley in which the animals lived was surrounded by enormous walls. This was in order to defend against the giant… hunters. Enemy of the animals."

An angel standing atop the walls on guard stretches and yawns. "Damn, this is boring."

Another angels looks at him angrily. "Hey! What do you mean by that!?"

"Caption, I became a guardian angel to fight giants! Not to sit on a wall all day! Isn't it a bit too peaceful here?" The first angel retorts.

"Idiot!" His captain interjects. "That peace is only because we're out here defending the wall every day. Geez… don't be so stupid when you haven't even seen real combat."

"But that's just it. I'd be able to do my job if there was some actual combat," The first angel says. Mere moments the ground suddenly seems to stir and shake. "Tremors…? An Earthquake?" He says looking up into the distance. "Huh…?"

"However…"

In the distance a HORDE of enormous blue-skinned men come rumbling at immense speeds. A complete blindside despite Asgard's position of elevation! "The enemy! They're here! They've come to knock down the walls!" The captain yells out

"That year, the hunters launched an offensive, with numbers larger than anything the animals had ever seen before. They flooded the valley of animals."

The giants clash with the guards on the walls. One such guard was Tyr himself. However as one of the giants strikes him he blocks it with his sword being pushed back. "Hold fast! Defend the gate with your lives!" He calls out but he is shocked. How is a simple GIANT pushing HIM back!? He's the strongest god of war! This… can't be right! Tyr is launched off the wall into Asgard falling on his back. "This… can't be…"

"The hunters did not care for the large walls built by the animals and within what felt like mere moments, the gia- the hunters had entered the valley and began to… capture the animals without any regard. What did the bear do? He trembled. His confidence in his innate strength as a bear had left him… weak. He was not the bear he once was."

"T-this is bad! W-what did the bear do!? I-it can't end here!"

"... The bear did nothing."

Tyr lies on the ground trembling. "No… I'll… I should stop them. But… just the one… he sent me flying. What happened to me!?" Suddenly the gates of the main hall open up. A familiar figure walks out. "Thor!" Tyr exclaims. "B-be careful! They're WAY stronger than they lo-" He starts before Thor swings Mjolnir at one of the giants, knocking the giant clean in half with ease. "W-what!?" Tyr crawls to safety as Thor looks to the sky, blood pouring down onto his face.

"But the buck. The bear's old friend. He had not gotten lazy. He had kept fighting. But without the bear to keep him company and challenge him. He had grown bored of his strength. In no time at all the buck, simply and effectively kil- drove the hunters out of the valley. He was a hero in the valley, nay… all the animal kingdom. However… none speak of his boredom. Only his glory. And that was when the bear realized what a terrible friend it had been. The bear felt ashamed. He could no longer stand with his friend as equals."

Tyr walks up to Thor as he is walking back to the hall after slaughtering the giants. "Thor that was… Amazing! Wow! I knew I could count on my old pal!" He says as Thor walks straight past him without so much as a glance.

"... who are you?" He simply asks and Tyr pauses.

"Who am I? I'm-!" His voice is caught in his throat as he realizes the simplest of truths… Who WAS he anymore!? He surely was no longer the Monster Slayer. He wasn't Thor's friend. He was… no one. Obviously Thor recognized him as Tyr… but not as the Tyr he knows. The Tyr who's a stranger.

"However in that same moment, the bear decided that his friend, the buck, would not be lonely forever. He would become a bear again. A real one. Not this poor excuse, which may as well be a cub."

Tyr walks out of the gates of Asgard, the guardian angels calling out to him. "Captain Tyr!? You can't just LEAVE! We need a protector!"

Tyr scoffs. "You have a protector, you idiots. His name's Thor, The Thunder Berserker."

"And so… the bear sought out any animals he could find who could teach him how to become strong again. Both physically, but also to strengthen his mind and resolve. He met Freya… A nice fairy-woman who taught the bear the basics of… making tea."

"Why'd the fairy teach the bear how to make tea?" "This fairytale is getting weird…"

"Kikiki. I think 'tea' is like 'magic'. He's trying his best to make it fun. Sssssh,"

Tyr stands in a dense forest, panting as he holds out his arm gritting his teeth. "Come on! Shield of the Vanir!" He calls out as a beautiful woman sits and looks at him, long blonde hair braided with vines, wearing clothing made of various plants weaved into a dress. Tyr manages to make a tiny bubble of the shield and the woman claps.

"That's good Tyr," She claps. "Normally it takes thousands of years to learn how to create magic from the ground up. But you learned it in just 800 years. Good job! Keep working at it."

"Later the bear met… a fish. A wise fish who lived… in a well. The fish taught him… wisdom. And after he had studied under the fish… the fish gave him… a… bubble, filled with knowledge," Tyr gently holds a hand over his runic eye as he tells the story.

A young Tyr walks away from a large well with a bag slung over his shoulder. "Thank you for all you've taught me, Mimir. And for this eye. I'll use it well!" Tyr calls out and a voice echoes from the well.

"It is no issue young man! I wish you luck in your quest and may you bring glory to Asgard and Heaven itself!"

"The bear went to visit a mountain. A grand mountain. The grandest mountain full of powerful… animals like himself. He sought the king of the mountain, an el-" "A Lion!?" "... yes. Ahem… a lion. He wished to learn the hunting technique of the lion."

Young Tyr approaches Svarga seeing the gods standing out front. "Who the hell're you?" One of them asks, stepping in front of him.

"I'm here to see lord Shiva. I want to learn from him,"

"Like we're going to just let you through without proving yourself!?" The god responds aggressively.

"I hear Svarga is a place for fist-fights…" Tyr says, winding back his shoulder. He slams his fists together forming spherical shields around them, before leaping at the gods.

"The bear had to battle many, many lions to get to the king. But he made it. His determination was strong!" Tyr seems to be getting more excited in his telling of the story. "But the king was not so welcoming of his suggestion."

Shiva lays atop the mountain, picking his ear. "Teach you the Tandarva dance? Fat chance kiddo!" He says through gritted teeth, showing his extra pair of eyes. "You take me for a moron, teaching my strongest techniques out to strangers?"

Tyr feels his sweat drop. "No… of course not. I understand. May I stay here to train?"

Shiva waves his hand dismissively. "Do whatcha want man. If you make too big a ruckus I'll kick your ass though!"

Tyr bows and stands. "Then excuse me, lord Shiva."

"The bear would stay at the lion's mountain for many years, fighting the lions and getting stronger. And a particular lioness took notice of his hard work."

Tyr falls onto his back after what feels like a full week of fighting the gods of Svarga. Suddenly a large bosom appears in his field of view, standing over him. "Exhausted? Hoping Shiva'll teach you if you stay long enough. It's not happening I'm just gonna tell you!"

"Greetings, lady Durga. I am well aware, but the gods of Svarga are no weaklings. It is good training."

Durga smirks and claps her hands, as several arms of light appear from her back. "I may not know the Tandarva dance. Nor am I nearly as strong as Shiva. But I appreciate a hard-working man. So shall I teach you the Holy Hands of Durga?"

Tyr's eyes widen and he rolls over into a sitting bow. "I would be honored!"

"And so the bear learned the power of the… Hunt. From the lioness."

"The bear really learned lots! But… did he ever get strong!?"

"Heh… that he did. Not from just anyone. From the greatest of the great… a dragon."

"Fuwaaaa!" "A dragon!?"

Tyr pants as he crawls up the side of a mountain. He now has his runic eye. As he falls over the top of the mountain, way past the clouds his backpack falls to the side as he pants. "Shinto is so… tall," He mutters when suddenly he feels a sword against his throat.

"State your purpose intruder," A familiar voice says. Tyr looks up seeing Hachiman pointing his katana down at him.

"My purpose! I'm here to learn to fight! From the most capable warrior in all of Heaven! Is that really you?" Tyr gets to his feet looking rather unimpressed at the old man.

Hachiman sheaths his blade. "I am Hachiman no Mikoto. And I have no time to train a rookie such as you," He says, stepping into a large circle he's drawn on the ground. "But if you wish to gauge my skill, you may watch my match."

"Match?" Tyr asks as Hachiman stands in the middle as suddenly a giant wind blows over, knocking Tyr clean off his feet. "Gaaah!" He looks around for what is causing this wind. "W-what is going on!?"

Hachiman takes a deep breath. "A storm. The powerful force of nature, stronger than the most powerful warrior, fastest than the swiftest enemy, intangible like a spirit. The perfect opponent."

Tyr's eyes widen. "You're going to fight… A STORM!?"

Hachiman's eyes glint with excitement. "HAI!"

"The dragon was old. Quite old. He looked frail and weak on the outside, however the bear saw something unbelievable. The dragon battled… a storm. The bear was helplessly knocked around, the winds too powerful for it to resist. However the dragon, old as it was… stood its ground. And won. That was when the bear knew…"

Tyr falls to the ground, covered in dust and debris as the trees around have been knocked over, the stones shattered from the winds and lightning. However in the middle of the circle stands Hachiman, holding his blade as the wind stops. "No way… That's impossible…" Tyr pants as he crawls up and bows deeply. "PLEASE! Great god Hachiman! If… if you take me as your disciple! I promise you I will one day repay you with a battle as great as this one!"

Hachiman strokes his mustache. "Bah! You say that you, a frail young CHILD will not only stand up to ME? But you will become as powerful as a storm?" He says smirking. "Interesting… Then I will allow you to join me. Show me what you can do, boy!"

"Yes sir! I am Tyr! God of War from Asgard!"

"You are 'boy' until you can land a hit on me."

Tyr's eyes practically well with tears. "YESSIR!"

-Present day-

"Woooooah. The dragon taught the bear how to fight!? That's so cool, mister Tyr!"

Tyr nods. "Indeed. The dragon's moves were foreign to the bear. Practically impossible to replicate. However the bear managed to pick up a few tricks," He looks towards Wukong who smirks and wipes under his nose.

"I thought I felt something familiar when you fought me with a sword. Kikiki,"

One of the children gets all up in Tyr's face. "But but but mister Tyyyyr! It can't end there right!? It just can't! What happened next!?"

Tyr sighs, gripping at his arm-stump. "The bear learned a few additional lessons… he even lost a paw along the way, from a dear friend he met."

"Wooooah. But what's the ending!? Did he ever make up with the buck!? Are they friends again?! Tell us tell us!" The children excitedly stand and almost beg.

Tyr glances up at Thor who looks straight in his eyes as well. "The ending? It is a work in progress. If all goes to plan… it will be satisfactory,"