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As we moved across the valleys, we finally reached Hel’s castle, being allowed inside by giant Titan Skeletons, who opened the gates for us with loud roars.
“A-Aren’t those Titans?” I wondered.
“Yeah.” she said.
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Myconidas.
First, they were made out of mushrooms, yeah.
Second, I could tell they had a powerful, very powerful Divine Ember!
However, somehow, they had no idea how to use their powers and were absolutely not developing any since their conception.
And also they’re quite cocky, and baby-like, despite being thousands of years old.
“Nooooo! Hel-sama! Don’t leave me behind! Don’t kick me out! Buuaaaah! I promise I’ll get better and stronger!”
They started begging Hel as they grabbed her dress and began weeping over her, leaving her completely covered in a slimy-like mucus made out of a bunch of spores.
He kept acting cocky as he tried and wept like a baby, serious they got some issues.
“Yeah, part of that is true,” said Hel. “However, not entirely. Odin has modified history and religion after all, making it seem as if things happened much differently than originally. Ymir and Tiamat did indeed die. They bestowed upon Yggdrasil their Divine Thrones and most of their divine power, and once that happened, their bodies slowly decayed over many years, mixing with the world. My dad was the one that brought a large part of Ymir and Tiamat’s corpses, fresh from the making, to raise me and create the Underworld properly.”
“S-So the Underworld didn’t exist before, Helheim?!” I asked.
“No, it didn’t exist,” Hel said. “Death wasn’t a throne before, it didn’t exist. But once Yggdrasil gained authority and the throne of the world, they changed it and created Death, the only throne that could overcome all things, and then Destruction. Oh, and Chaos was made before too.”
“So this world didn’t had death before?” I asked.
“Geez, I know we’re family and all, but you have to grow, Myconidas!” said Hel. “I am sorry, but this is as long as you’ll stay here. One day, when you get stronger, you can come back. I’m being rough but this is the only way you’ll learn. I’ve spoiled you too much.”
“Not fairrrr!” cried Myconidas.
“So he’s a living being or a dead being?” I asked.
“Their divine power was so intense that anything would just perish,” said Hel. “Yet Myconidas appeared one day and only grew bigger. A being that didn’t die against the divinity irradiated, and instead absorbed it to grow. An incredibly strong lifeform!”
“Yeaaaah!” Myconidas nodded, rising his little arms. “I’m amazing!”
Looks like they have completely recovered from their weeping after being praised a tiny bit, huh? How predictable of them.
I extended my hand towards him.
“Come on now, let’s go,” I smiled. “You can call me auntie Maria, I’ll take good care of you, Myconidas. There’s a bunch of people that would love to become your friend.”
“I don’t wannaaaa!” he kept weeping.
As he kept weeping, I grabbed their very light and spongy body, and patted their cute mushroom cap.
As he wept over my shoulders, Hel told me something.
“Make sure to be careful with their Spore Aura, use some veil to cover that up,” she said.
“Gotcha! Anything else?” I wondered.
“Nothing much than that, if anything else happens, contact me and we can resolve it together,” Hel said. “Now, off you go!”
FLASH!
And I was finally back home.
With a cute mushroom kid in my arms.
“Woah! So many colors!”
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