"Even if you don't believe me, it's impossible that you haven't seen cases similar to yours; unknown people or hunters that suddenly attract attention and soon go out like a small trace of fire in the air."

"Then why are you giving me your help? Even if it's not unconditional, you can't deny that it's too strange."

The incarnation of the mischievous god again incarnated a superior smile, it was the third time Hansung had seen that same expression in the minutes they had been exchanging words.

"It is true what you say. But once I tell you, you will be with us, for they are already closing in and my escape method is difficult to be used by so many individuals at the same time."

"Well, it's not like he wanted to be killed."

"Correct", he affirmed in celebration, snapping his fingers in order.

A figure emerged from other corners where natural light did not reach. An icy silhouette that emanated the same feeling, pure cold and impossible to miss. Hansung thought he saw a snowman, but this one differed in that he was made of ice from head to toe and that he was half the height, but even so he still had a formidable presence.

"We are a society, albeit a few, made up of incarnations of higher and lesser catastrophic deities."

The icy being went to the bedridden man, carefully removed the instruments and, without much difficulty, carried him in his arms. The newly awakened double feared for the state of his uncle diverting his attention from the embodiment of deceit taking the instinct to grab a weapon, but he had none.

"He will not suffer any harm, I assure you," the incarnation of deceit reassured, raising his hand in the direction of the door, combining a spell that manifested itself through runic drawings.

The deity "Typhon" glares at the unwanted visitor.

"Ignoring your patron's short temper, I'll continue. We're looking to survive, primarily."

"And now what are they looking to do? They are surviving, they already are, but what is their objective now?"

He could only keep his pair of eyes on the seemingly stable body of his only familiar as he focused his ears on the opposite.

"Revenge. Forget justice. Forget absolute evil. Guilds, alliances and mythological pantheons overthrow governments and annex other countries either through violence or dirty peace. We seek not a peaceful environment but a stable one."

He could explain that to her when they crossed the space bridge that he had mentioned, but they were still there waiting for the agents who wanted the end of the new incarnation.

"But like all paths, we must start somewhere. And what better than Korea?"

The door received a hard blow with the intention of collapsing, but it resisted thanks to the spell.

The deity "Typhon" takes presence in the earthly plane.

The "Hansung" incarnation is temporarily possessed.

Another knock at the door.

"Jotun, take the old man away and save him," Loki commanded, abandoning all traces of cheerful sentiment.

Another blow, this time stronger. The hinges jerked, signaling that they would hold no more.

"We have to go now. My magic is weak, and that encrusted bit will wear off soon enough."

"I've played your games before, god of deceit, and I don't mean to fall for the same dirty tricks," spoke a thick voice and war with warning, whose origin had no starting point, for it seemed to come from everywhere, and the owner it was more than obvious the deity that had possessed the boy.

Hansung's aura had mutated and evolved; they were countless pigtails of a dense red color that came to overwhelm Loki. But it wouldn't be right to call the boy by his name now.

"I never fooled you, old titan", Loki defended himself offended and with disdain making a face.

Another knock at the door. A hinge fell out of place near the feet of the incarnations. Typhon responded with violence, raising a hand from which he expelled a pure current of air that collapsed the entrance with parts of the wall pushing the hunters waiting on the other side. Donsuk felt his forehead cool at the titan's physical response.

"Dare to do it with my herald and you will face the consequences."

Hansung's consciousness was no longer present, no longer having power over his physical body. He could only watch as a spectator what he saw as he was surrounded by a great gloomy and gloomy field filled with death; dead trees and plants, animal carcasses and inhuman footprints. But in the end something caught his eye while he felt helpless, an omnipotent red light that soon covered as far as the horizon rose and nothing followed.

A red moon.

Differentiable silhouettes moved away from his hiding places, whether they were rocks, trees, or large puddles is and of considerable depth. Winged lizards, horned humanoids, lions with wings and serpentine tails, oversized wolves, distinctive giants, and finally a huge sea creature that split the earth in two and swallowed the greatest lake there was, so big it touched the clouds. , so amorphous in appearance that it caused incessant chills and a look capable of instilling raw fear.

Everything blurred suddenly like dark paint touching water. Now she could move her hands, breathe easily and be fully aware of what he understood, but the fear was still there inside her. (I couldn't call it that. It was... It was... I don't know what it was. Maybe the feeling of melancholy? It sounds absurd.)

"Until you finally land. If I had to deal with your sponsor for one more minute, I'm afraid I would be fed to monsters and not involuntarily", it was Loki, who walked relaxed feeling a sudden tremor from the mere memory.

He anxiously looked at his surroundings finding himself in a natural paradise. Sentinel trees wherever he directed his gaze. His ears captured the characteristic sound of waterfalls, rivers and the wind being cut by the leaves. There was no scent of wood or damp, it was rather indescribable, but it was still comforting and reassuring. He caught his uncle in the frost giant's arms even larger than when he first saw him, for she seemed to have grown a meter taller during his absence.

"Where we are?"

"Welcome to Vanaheim, kingdom of the Vanir."