[Quite right too. Having Kylo Ren on side was far from the worst idea Woden had ever had. Especially now that Kylo Ren was also Óðr. Especially now that he was, in a way, his.
The newly ascended god tilted his head, eyes focusing on the awkward attendant. Yes. Yes, with his shitty band that was going nowhere, and this dead-end job selling other people's records, hating every minute for being so close and yet so far removed from what he really wanted.
The smile on Ren's face was broad, unsettling. Far from kind. And yet... somehow, compelling.]
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The newly ascended god tilted his head, eyes focusing on the awkward attendant.
Yes. Yes, with his shitty band that was going nowhere, and this dead-end job selling other people's records, hating every minute for being so close and yet so far removed from what he really wanted.
The smile on Ren's face was broad, unsettling. Far from kind. And yet... somehow, compelling.]
You. Come here.
[It wasn't a request.]
I have something for you.
Freedom.