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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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A delicate balance 1.22 - ING. VERSIÓN

Once Viggo calmed down, Flora and Tatsumi took Maria away and left him alone with Kain. The latter took him in his arms and carried him to a chair, on the side of the table, under the apple tree. Kain sat on the other side, with an affable smile and a calm attitude. He looked at Viggo and him looked down with embarrassment.

-How has the Great Viggo been?- asked Kain jokingly.

-Do you too, Dad?- asks Viggo half angrily -I have enough with Flora reminding me of that embarrassing name-

Kain let out a laugh, and Viggo raised his face to see him. His father, the tall elf who according to Viggo himself, was the god of fear, seemed happy with his presence. That relieved Viggo quite a bit and he smiled.

-I've been super good- said Viggo full of enthusiasm -I've learned a lot of techniques from my master. He is a great fighter; he can take out two-punch ogres and beat a troll like nothing. He is very strong, maybe as strong as Jason and the others. If you knew him, if you knew him...- Viggo stopped, thought of his master, and denied -better leave him with that he is a great guy. It's a bit grumpy, maybe they don't get along-

- Mmm? Perhaps- Kain replied, rest his elbows on the table and interlaced his hands -on the other hand, how is it to walk naked?-

-Oh- said Viggo and looked at his torso -just take off my jacket, Flora or Tatsumi must have it. The truth, I just remember carrying her to the house- look down and scratch his head - after that I don't remember-

Kain took a big breath, raised his hand above the table, and moved it horizontally. The next instant a glass jar of iced juice and a couple of glasses appeared. He takes the jar by the handle and pour both glasses. Then he put the jar aside and brought a glass to Viggo. He took a glass and lifted it up in the air -for your sure return, son-

Viggo held the glass with both hands, looked at its contents, and smiled contentedly. Then he raised his gaze and saw him in the eyes –thank you Dad, I thought you would be more angry with me– he said, but his smile was attenuated and continued in a tone of apology –I, I know I have not been a good son-

Kain took a drink from the glass and then left it on the table -knowing it isn't enough, son— said.

-I know, I've learned that part of the lesson. I will be better, much better, I promise-

Kain nodded satisfied with the great change that Viggo had –did the axe I sent you with the old fossil help you?-

-Dad, Grandpa cheated- Viggo said somewhat dissatisfiedly -he said you did something crazy and he had to limit the strength of the axe- he looked around and saw that he was missing the axe. He looked at where he had stopped before Kain brought him to the table and saw the axe lying on the cobblestones. He stood up and walked to find her. Then he went back and took her to Kain.

-This thing?- said Kain turning his body and receiving the axe with both hands. Check it from the knob to the head and all he could do was frown –this is quite different from what I sent you. I even had the care to make it less dangerous than the other sword. Ice only damages and causes great pain in wounds, but it would never be as harmful as sunlight-

-I don't know what you mean- Viggo said -but as you can see, it's just a normal axe-

-What are you talking about?- asked Kain raising his eyebrow and looking at his face -the axe still has a great structure, you just have to feed the magic circuit-

-How do I do it?-

-There are several ways, some easier than others, but I will talk to old Xiao first. This may have something to do with your training-

Viggo let out a somewhat disillusioned sigh, but nodded –okay, we'll wait and see-

Kain returned the big axe and Viggo received it, then went to sit down and put the axe on your legs.

-What happened to your divine power and mana?- asked Kain.

- That? Well, my master and the old man said that I depended too much on my power. So, they limited it, thanks to that I discovered something great-

Kain smiled, took his glass and asked -What would it be?-

-That I have good instincts-

-How is that?-

-You see...-

Viggo talked for more than two hours with Kain, it was all smiles and talking about his adventures. How the bald master was relentless in his training and how Viggo was able to improve at every moment. Viggo felt better than ever, his father seemed genuinely happy to hear him and applauded every time he told him of a difficulty he managed to overcome. This was his father, a man too kind and caring for someone as dumb as him. Viggo felt a little bad about the things he said in the past.

-What is done, is done- Kain said, noticing him downcast. Viggo looked at his face and saw the beams of light pierce the foliage and illuminate the white hair –go ahead, Viggo, as you said "get better"-

Viggo looked into his eyes and nodded determinedly -yes, father, I will be much, much, much better. I promise you- said.

-That's good-

-You two!- shout Flora from the kitchen door facing the courtyard -Are you going to eat?-

-Yes, baby, let's go- Kain replied.

-Dad, I've told you a lot of times not to call me that!-

-But, you're my baby- Kain protested.

-Fool, I don't listen to you anymore- Flora said, slamming the door.

-Dad- Viggo said in a reconciling tone, as he stood up -you should stop calling Flora that way-

-Son, if I don't bother your sister enough, what kind of father would I be?- asked Kain, closing one eye and showing his a big smile on her lips. Then Viggo froze and discovered where Flora got that annoying character. Viggo stop defending her and walk through the garden towards the house. This must be karma, he thought remembering how Flora bothered him with the name of the "Great Viggo".

Viggo had a family lunch with most of his family. Only Aina and his mother were missing, who had surely gone to the mansion in the blacksmith district to finish some work or attend business. Like when he was little, his father was sitting at the head of the table. Isabel, Flora's mother, was sitting to her father's right and Mikoto, Tatsumi's mother, was on her left. Flora and Tatsumi were sitting respectively next to their mother. Viggo sat next to Tatsumi and together they disturbed Flora. It was all laughter until Flora handed out a few kicks under the table and the three of them were scolded. Weighed that the games and jokes were over, Viggo was happy. He had regained his family. No, he thought, his family was always there for him. It was he who walked away from his family and could never be honest with them.

At about seven o'clock in the afternoon, Viggo took off his barbarian clothes and took a bath. His appearance changed from heaven to earth, and he became a young nobleman. Casual looking, wearing a white shirt with the first two buttons unbuttoned. A fabric trousers and boots of excellent quality that reached the middle of the tap. His deep red hair had grown during this year and now reached his shoulders. His intense lazuli eyes inherited from his father made him look distinguished and striking. Viggo had always been the son of gods, but now he looked like one.

Viggo left his room and went to the entrance of the house, where his brothers were waiting for him. Flora nodded with pleasure to the change that the bathroom and clothes caused. She walked over and like a good "big" sister, fix his shirt inside his pants, fasten the bottom button of the two that he was wearing open and fasten the buttons on his sleeves.

For his part, Viggo frowned, but let himself be helped only to please her.

-Now, you must look handsome to the aunt- Flora said, pleased.

-I'm going to see my mother, not see a girlfriend- Viggo said half-angrily.

-All the more so, you must look presentable- said Flora, raising the index finger of her right hand and pointing it at his nose -if you look dirty, the aunt will worry about you."

The next time under Kain from the second-floor dressing like Viggo. Flora looked at them both and except for the long ears and hair color, Viggo was her father's carbon copy.

For his part, Kain saw Flora and plunged his right foot to kneel. Flora turned red, but anyway she approached Kain and fixed his neck and fastened one of the three buttons he was wearing loose.

-Dad is an older man, he should be more orderly-

-Oh, but this way I can let my baby help me-

Flora pouted and looked down. Kain let out a chuckle and carried her in her arms.

-Are you ready?- asked Kain.

-Yes, Dad, I'm ready- replied Viggo.

-Well, let me inform you, we are going out-

Kain went to the kitchen carrying Flora in her arms and Isabel scolded him. For the comments, now he would have to go to change shirt, since Flora with her feet, had soiled the shirt he was wearing.

Ten minutes later, Viggo and Kain were able to leave the house. They walked in the direction of the main avenue, feeling the pleasant afternoon breeze. Kain looked at Viggo in a swerve and stretched out his left hand to him. Viggo look somewhat embarrassed, stretch out his hand and take his father's. It was a soft and large hand, very different from his master's calloused and rough hands. He thought maybe it was because of racial characteristics or because of where they lived. However, walking back with his father by the hand brought back fond memories.

-Dad- said Viggo as they moved forward -What kind of god are you?-

Kain let out a chuckle and said –I'm not a god, son, I'm just someone who knows a little more than the rest-

-But I have heard in every Orario that the gods consider you their equal, they are even afraid of you-

-Well, that's a somewhat sensitive issue. Someday I will explain it to you, when Viggo has the strength to protect secrets-

-Does that mean you're not a god?-

-No, I'm just strong, son. Everyone has their weak point, even the gods. There is no such thing as invincibility. I know some things that scare them and that's why they respect me-

-My master told me something similar, that everyone can be defeated, even the gods, you just had to find the balance."

-A great word- Kain replied with nostalgia in his gaze -in this case, balance is the right measure between knowledge and action. If you lack a bit of either, it's impossible for you to beat your opponent-

-Finding the balance is something difficult-

-That's right, son, sometimes it takes you years to find it. However, in your case, you have all the time in the world. So, take it easy and keep studying and training. Become strong enough to protect your family-

-Yes, Dad-

After that brief exchange, Viggo and Kain continued to advance through the streets of Orario. They reached the main avenue, advanced to the tower of Babel and turned left onto a large two-way street that went straight to the mansion of Hephaestus.