Between heaven and earth there is much more than humans can imagine. The gods take advantage of myths to act and rule over everyone without raising suspicion. Immersed in their desires and luxuries they survive amid the misery and bankruptcy of the kingdom of men. Hela is the goddess of the Dead, tired of seeing the living frightened by death and especially withering away in life. She firmly believes that the gods have forgotten their true purpose in the universe. After being betrayed, she was humiliated, imprisoned and sentenced to marry Ina and live with her for a thousand years in exile in the kingdom of darkness. Ina, the holder of the secret of eternal life and the key to paradise, was punished by all the gods after they felt disrespected in the face of the possibility of the finitude of their own powers. The two accepted their intertwined fates and lived together for a thousand years until they realized that they had ambitions to live together for all eternity. When the thousand years finally ended, one of them would be able to return to her life in the Kingdom of the Dead, while the other would remain imprisoned in the realm of darkness as a mere mortal ready to die at any moment. A countdown began with Hela desperately looking for a way to make Ina immortal once more, without any concern if she would be forced to fight or kill whether they were men or gods, no one would disturb her again. Only one thing was certain: Hela would not fail a second time. __________________ Support me and give me a gift! https://throne.com/moonssiide __________________ I don't own the rights to the cover image, it's an image taken from the internet and I couldn't find the author to offer the due credits.
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He already had some certainty within him, but Skuld also had a sword, so she had to hold and fight against the same force.
Skuld, who had previously only observed the entire strange situation with Kara, now felt the force in her hands.
She sighed softly and tried to contract all her muscles to avoid coming into contact with the sharp blade.
The sword pressed against Skuld, seeking to reach the height of her neck.
She had to do what was done to Kara.
Skuld could feel her arms burning. She couldn't understand exactly what was happening or how Camus could exert such power without even touching them or the sword.
But something was out of place.
She didn't know exactly what could be wrong, but she sensed she needed to be careful.
Apply enough force.