6/19/2025, 9:17 PM
「 Skill Point ― heartbroken 」
The man beside him had died, like many others in this god forsaken world. Tyr nodded slowly but as the silence followed, he watched the man withdraw into himself. It was curious to see, but Tyr did not wish for him to sink into the depths of whatever was haunting his mind from within.
He couldn't go back now; he couldn't help but think of the life he'd built with the children, with the pack. He wouldn't see it fractured like when Freya had left. It pained him to think about losing everyone all at once. Would they mourn him like they had Tove? Would they scream and cry?Not that he would like them to, he just hoped that it would be easy to forgive him for leaving.
The god turned to the man and gave him a grin, boyish but charming in his classic way.
It happens, I remember being strung up like a pig and slashed from chin to cock before I came to the body of a wolf. The second time was more graceful, like a dreamscape.Tyr looked ahead and smirked, humoured by himself because this was the first time he'd spoken of his lives before. And those were only the most recent lives he'd led.
He couldn't go back now; he couldn't help but think of the life he'd built with the children, with the pack. He wouldn't see it fractured like when Freya had left. It pained him to think about losing everyone all at once. Would they mourn him like they had Tove? Would they scream and cry?Not that he would like them to, he just hoped that it would be easy to forgive him for leaving.
The god turned to the man and gave him a grin, boyish but charming in his classic way.
My name is Tyr, I am sure you might've begged for my courage during battle, or maybe for my guidance when seeking justice,
