The Desires Of The Valkyrie(Lewds And Lore)
All alone in her drunken state, Helga threw herself on the bed after an hour-long struggle to put her daughters to sleep. Burying her face into the pillow, she could feel the weight of a thousand years making her body sink into the mattress. Her fingers, her legs, and even the muscles on her face were strained with enough tension to nearly make her nearly go insane.
'Razor should feel lucky he doesn't have to deal with mental aging…' To conquer time was in some sense conquering himself, which in turn helped the mortal immortal realize that boredom was the healthiest state for any mortal. Helga on the other hand was very aware of her mortality, she could be killed at any moment, and the only thing that kept it from happening was the lack of an enemy that was bound to destroy the rest of Athenia, including her daughters.
"Shut up you stupid winged fuck," she said to herself.