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VIGGO - ING. VERSION

Viggo, son of Hephaestus (Goddess of forging in Orario) and Kain (Ancient Scion of Balance), was born as a demi-god. However, with a defeat and the inability to strive for a goal in life, he is sent to train with a furious master. Accompany Viggo on his path to becoming a god. "Don't be sorry, be better". This fanfic was born as a Spin-Off of the Original fanfic "Suerte y Perseverancia" also written by me and currently in broadcast. Clarifications: I have been accused of being sadistic with my readers, but I will deny such observations. What happens is that I don't give all things on a silver platter to my protagonists; everything is won. On the other hand, sometimes it just happens that situations do not go as you want. However, that is where the magic of a protagonist lies, in knowing how to move within the parameters and look for solutions with the tools he already has. Believe me, I will never screw my protagonists if it is not to make them better and more powerful. PS: THE IMAGE IS ONLY REFERENTIAL.

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Valkyrie and Family 2.140

Viggo was standing in front of the hammer warrior, a guy two meters tall, shoulder-length coppery hair, messy and a beard that covered half of his face. He wore leather armor that covered the outside of his shoulders and arms. His voluminous belly was exposed, revealing some runic tattoos in his curvature. Stocky looking and drinker's stomach. Viggo analyzed it from head to toe, always considering the hammer held in his left hand. For some reason, he didn't attack him. However, after a few seconds, Viggo noticed that the hammer warrior gave brief glances of avoidance towards the winged warrior lying on the ground.

-What's the matter?- asked Viggo with a smile on his lips as he held his shield in front of him and held the axe in his right hand.

The hammer warrior frowned, squeezed the grip on his hammer, and threw it. Viggo raised the shield, channeling mana and using the magic barrier. The hammer struck with the force of a level six, acceptable to Viggo. But if he were to hit him without touki's armor, he would fall unconscious.

Viggo received the impact and at the same time made force to throw back the hammer. The weapon flew to the warrior's left hand and shortcut. Then he frowned and stared at Viggo as if he were not normal. Viggo smiled satisfied with that expression, and this time, he threw his axe. The hammer warrior deflected it in one fell swoop, and the axe returned to Viggo's hand. The latter activated his touki and threw himself into hand-to-hand combat. The hammer warrior greeted him with a backhand blow. Viggo crouched down and took the axe with both hands to unload it against his chest. However, the hammer warrior stretched out his right hand and managed to hold the axe. Viggo frowned, making strength with his whole body, but the hammer warrior did not give in. At the same time, he raised his left hand and threw a hammer at his face. Viggo had to let go of the axe, raise his left hand, unfold the shield, receive the impact, and be sent to fly.

Viggo fell to the ground, feeling that this time he had been hit with the force of a level seven. This was getting ugly, he thought. He got up as fast as he could. He saw the hammer warrior holding the Leviathan axe that his father had made for him. He evaluated it, nodded, but then threw her to the ground as if she were worthless. There was only one person that Viggo remembered reacting like this to his father's weapons. That was not a good sign.

Viggo threw himself forward. The hammer warrior, large and round, greeted him with a hammer to the face. Viggo stepped under the hammer, approached the ribs, and threw punches at the ribs. It was with all his strength, so the hammer warrior backed away in the face of pain. Once again, he raised the hammer, covering it with electricity and unloading it with all his strength. Viggo placed his shield in front of him and supported him with his right hand. He received the impact, feeling that he was being crushed to the ground as the great magic barrier of the shield sucked half of his mana. His legs gave way and he fell to his knees, but at the same time, the hammer man let out a cry of pain and removed the hammer.

Viggo, despite the pain of his legs and the fatigue of the repentant mass consumption of mana, under the shield and looked at the warrior of the hammer. For some reason, he covered his face with his hands, as if something had blinded him. Viggo thought this was his time, so he barely got up and made his way to the winged warrior, who was still lying in the mud puddle. However, Viggo felt the danger on his back, turned around and placed his shield. The next instant he received a strong impact, again a large amount of mana was consumed in the great magic barrier. Then under the shield and saw that the hammer warrior slapped the air as he retreated. The hammer returned to his hand and threw it without knowing what was in front of him. Viggo did not have to put his shield, the hammer passed two meters away and hit some trees breaking them in half.

Viggo began to retreat, always staring at the hammer warrior and his blind attacks. He raised his hand and made the Leviathan axe fly into his hand. At the same time, he thought that something must have happened between the shield and the electric rays of the hammer so that the other warrior will go blind. Viggo continued to back down, trying to dodge the hammer's devastating attacks. Once he got to where the winged warrior was, he crouched down, never losing sight of the hammer warrior and threw the winged warrior on his shoulder. He waits the hammer warrior launched another attack and failed. When it happened, Viggo used the remnant of his remaining mana and transformed it into touki. Then he turned his back on the warrior as the hammer flew back to his hand and ran out with all his strength, not looking back at any time. He was not yet prepared to face someone with the strength of his master.

Viggo walked away from the place and assuming that this guy was Thor, he approached the lake of the Nine Realms. It was quite famous the enmity that Thor and the great serpent of the Lake had. He wouldn't approach the lake until it's ragnarok.

Viggo came to the coast with the immense Lake of the Nine Realms that with its dimensions looked like a sea. He ran along the edge of a cliff, looking for some cave in which to take refuge. There was one that was just ten meters below the edge of the cliff, but to access, you had to descend climbing. He thought about it a little, because he was still carrying the winged warrior, but thinking that the warrior of hammer was still nearby, he decided to venture to climb.

Viggo walk with the winged warrior resting on his left shoulder. He moves his hand over her waist and approached the edge of the cliff. He looked down and saw the gentle waves of the Nine Realms Lake reaching up to a small beach three meters deep. The stone of the cliff wall was worn, full of ledges and places in which to assert oneself. However, from there to those salient being able to bear the weight of him and her, it was another story.

Viggo turned his back to the edge, crouched down and asserted himself from a stone on the edge with his right hand. Then under his right leg, touching the surface and looking for a protrusion that would support him. Once he found a firm edge, he stepped several times, checking that it would not fall. The pebbles sounded falling off the cliff, but the small ledge endured it. Then he was affirming his other foot and little by little he was descending. However, when he could no longer stretch his right arm, he took a deep breath and looked at the rock in front of him. It was soft, with indentations, but there wasn't much to grab from. So, he let go of the winged warrior's body and supported his left hand. Then then he supports the right and try to balance his movement and his shoulder, where the winged warrior was going and trying not to make her fall. It was fifty meters of fall, and some sharp rocks could be seen on the small beach at the base. If she fell, she would certainly die.

Viggo descended without major problems, always balancing his movement with the body of the winged woman. In the end, the winged woman's chest was on his shoulder, giving the impression that she was going to fall forward, but her long wings that hung towards Viggo's back, made an incredible and annoying counterweight.

Viggo came to the edge of the entrance to the cave, rested his left hand on the edge and tried to move forward carefully. He asserted himself only with his right hand, passed his left hand to the back of the winged woman, between the wings, where she seemed to have suspenders. The fastened by the part of the armor, mixture of leather and gold plates. He then removed her from his shoulder, brought her closer to the entrance of the cave and threw her inward. Without her on his shoulder, Viggo was able to move with agility and once he entered, he looked inside the cave. The winged warrior had fallen upside down on a rock floor. There was a lot of moisture, moss on the walls and darkness. However, there were no signs of having or having had inhabitants.

Viggo walk to the winged warrior, turned her around and looked at her face. She had silver hair, an oval face, young, no bigger than Viggo himself. Her features were delicate, her lips thick and her nose sniffed. Very beautiful. However, at this time he had a crooked nose and with a thread of blood that dried. Viggo wanted to think that this happened when that warrior with the hammer gave her the blow that took off her helmet. Well, not to be on bad terms, which would be the official version. He wasn't going to tell her that he suddenly took her and threw her into a cave with a rock floor and had plugged her nose.

Viggo let out a sigh and checked if she had any more injuries. However, it did not seem to have more sequelae than the crooked nose. That surprised Viggo, as she withstood two powerful blows. The first with all the strength of the pitcher and the second backhand and point-blank Was she made of steel? He wondered.

Viggo fixed her nose, causing the bone to crackle. After he untie the leather bag from his waist, he looked for the bottle of Estus that his father had given him for emergencies. Also, cloths, some vessels with clean water and thick blankets. Viggo wasn't going to wipe her face personally, but he would leave the towels handy for her to do when she woke up. However, he was going to have her drink Estus so that any internal damage would be counteracted. Viggo let out a sigh, seeing the mud on those beautiful lips. He takes a deep breath, then take a towel and soak it in clean water. He takes her face delicately and clean the mud very carefully. Once the face was cleaned, there was a woman with the sweet and young appearance. She did not lose in beauty against the goddess Freya or against his own mother. Viggo shook his head and thought it was not time to think about that kind of thing. If the hammer warrior found them, they would be dead. That took Viggo's mind away from strange thoughts and he devoted himself to taking care of the winged warrior.

On the other hand, recalling a little the stories of Midgar, Viggo recalled that there were winged beings called Valkyries. They were supposed to serve the god Odin. They selected the dead and took the strongest to be Odin's army and prepare them in the Valhalla.

Why had this winged young lady attacked an Aesir god?

Once Viggo finishes taking care of the winged warrior, he leaves her lying on a blanket. He looked for beef jerky and sat looking at the huge Nine Realms Lake while eating.